"Stop shouting." Jiang Wanbai was a little annoyed. He lifted the curtain of the carriage, and his eyes accurately fell on the head of the ghost. He saw that the cultivation of the other party and the ghost generals of the nether world were comparable. He immediately pulled the corner of his lips and said, "Wenhong?"
"You know me?" Wenhong's face is white, his body is not very tall and strong, and his clothes are too loose on his body. He doesn't look like a father, but a scholar who is still studying hard in the cold window. He pulls the corners of his lips and scans Jiang Wanbai, Qi Qingxing and Xue Xu in turn. His eyes are not angry. He says, "since you know who I am, you also want to know me Why did you come here? "
"Revenge for your son?" Jiang Wanbai slightly raises eyebrows.
Wen Hong snorted, still not very angry, "he is not as good as a man, and if he loses, he will lose, but the palace is not given to you by him. You have to hand it over!"
"That won't do." Jiang Wanbai refused without thinking: "it's OK to fight. As for the palace, since it's already in my pocket, don't want me to take it out again, unless you beat me in the fight."
Wenhong's eyelids jump, he certainly looks at Jiang Wanbai.
Some of the people standing on his side looked at each other. They had already stopped Jiang Wanbai and others with a small team before. Their confidants did not speak. They even looked forward to the fight between Wen Hong and the other. However, the others were very disdained.
She was even very angry. In their eyes, this woman was provoking Lord Wenhong, as well as provoking them.
"My Lord!" Immediately, a confidant couldn't help it, and chaowenhong called out.
Wen Hong waved his hand. He didn't speak, but the ghosts around him retreated one after another, leaving a large space.
Jiang Wan Bai Gou lip smiles, and Qi Qingxing holds his hand when he gets out of the carriage.
"It's OK." Jiang Wanbai turned back and patted him with his backhand on the back of his hand with no fear.
Qi Qingxing slightly pursed her lips and reflected what she wanted to do.
Before that, nanmenziyang was so excited that she couldn't stop to do it because of her rising cultivation. However, Jiang Wanbai was also eager to try. After all, she not only refined a cup of yellow spring wine, but more importantly, she was practicing with ghost stone recently.
Jiang Wanbai can't wait to try the effect of ghost stone cultivation.
"Don't play." Qi Qingxing had no choice but to stop Jiang Wanbai.
Jiang Wanbai nodded his head cleverly. At the next moment, she jumped down from the carriage. She walked forward a few steps and stood in front of the carriage with one hand behind her. The expression on her face was languid. This is what makes people angry when she falls into Wen Hong's eyes.
Wen Hong's blue veins jumped in his forehead. Even if his son came back injured and the palace was taken away, Wen Hong was not angry. Up to now, his anger could not be suppressed.
Jiang Wanbai and Wenhong did not speak, but suddenly disappeared in place.
"What happened to Miss Jiang..." Nanmen Ziyang looked up and looked at Jiang Wanbai and Wenhong, who were fighting in the air. More often than not, his eyes fell on Jiang Wanbai. To his surprise, Jiang Wanbai had no aura. Instead, he was filled with strong resentment, which was almost as gloomy as Wenhong.
Nanmenziyang did not know that Jiang Wanbai was practicing with ghost stone recently.
Hearing his surprise, green bamboo said, "the master is very good."