Ruan Qiao was not angry at this obviously blatant provocation.

Instead, Jiang Lao's face darkened. He looked at Cheng Boxiao sternly and said, "Whether my vision is good or not does not require outsiders to judge.

In the eyes of my Jiang Sect, Qiaoqiao is worthy of being the last disciple of our three sects."

He was talking about the three sects, not just the Jiang sect.

After saying that, Old Jiang strode away with Ruan Qiao and a few others.

Cheng Boxiao stared at their backs, a sneer appearing at the corner of his lips.

"Cheng hasn't finished what he's saying yet, but Mr. Jiang is about to take everyone away. I'm afraid this isn't going to work!"

Cheng Boxiao suddenly raised his hand and swung out a palm wind, closing the door of the Shang family tightly.

Ruan Qiao and the others looked at the closed door in front of them and had to stop.

Old Jiang turned around and looked at Cheng Boxiao with a grim expression, "Young man, am I trying to provoke me?"

Ruan Qiao looked at her master. This was the first time she saw such a cold expression on her master's face.

Cheng Boxiao smiled faintly: "Mr. Jiang, I'm sorry. To be honest, I still have something to say."

"Oh, really? Just tell me what you want to say now." Old Jiang said in a serious voice.

Cheng Boxiao walked leisurely to the main seat of the sofa in Shang's house and sat down in a lazy posture.

He placed his arms on the armrests on both sides of the sofa, raised his head and pointed his chin in the direction of Shang Qiaoxing.

"This woman is a traitor to Chiyou. She cannot leave."

Shang Qiaoxing's face changed and he looked at Ruan Qiao in panic.

Ruan Qiao's expression turned cold, and she said in a cold voice: "She is my puppet. I'm afraid it's not up to you to decide whether she stays or leaves."

Cheng Boxiao finally looked Ruan Qiao in the eye. He looked her up and down with a playful gaze, then asked, "Are you the little lover that Chu Shiyu brought back?"

Ruan Qiao laughed angrily, her eyes shimmering with sarcasm, "I didn't realize you were such a gossip!"

The disdainful look on Cheng Boxiao's face suddenly froze.

"You are quite sharp-tongued. Since Chu Shiyu likes you, it seems that you have some good points." He counterattacked coldly.

Ruan Qiao snorted softly and said calmly, "Thank you for the compliment!"

Seeing Cheng Boxiao's sneer, she added, "But no matter how sharp my teeth are, they're not as long as your tongue. Why, do you want me to pull it out for you?"

The expression on Cheng Boxiao's face suddenly turned cold.

Then, a terrifying storm brewed in his eyes.

When Shang Qiaoxing saw Cheng Boxiao like this, she seemed to remember something extremely terrible. She couldn't help but tremble and reached out to pull Ruan Qiao's sleeve.

Before Ruan Qiao had time to comfort Shang Qiaoxing, Cheng Boxiao suddenly jumped up and attacked her with a fierce palm wind.

Ruan Qiao's eyes flashed, and she was equally unceremonious as she circulated the spiritual energy in her body, using the Universe's Breathing Technique to form an invisible vortex, which condensed in her palm and flew towards Cheng Boxiao.

The two palms collided, and in an instant, the weak spiritual energy in Ruan Qiao's body, facing Cheng Boxiao's extremely strong internal strength, was like a golden needle piercing a huge tree, making Cheng Boxiao vulnerable.

This is the difference between quality and quantity.

In the face of spiritual energy, the internal strength of ancient warriors is obviously not on the same level.

Although Ruan Qiao was also affected by the opponent's internal force, it was obvious that Cheng Boxiao was in a worse situation.

He took a few steps back, a trace of blood silently flowing from the corner of his mouth.

He steadied himself and looked at Ruan Qiao in astonishment.

After a moment, an extremely cold smile appeared on the corner of his lips. "It seems that Chu Shiyu has put a lot of effort into you. What kind of treasure did he give you that can actually hurt me?"

Ruan Qiao laughed immediately. She laughed at the man's arrogance and self-righteousness.

Is it so difficult to admit that others are strong?

She sneered and said, "Yes, Chu Shiyu gave me a very powerful treasure. Do you want to try it again?"

There was a hint of deep disgust in her eyes.

As soon as she finished speaking, she shot out without waiting for Cheng Boxiao to make a move.

She hates this person.

She wanted to teach this man a lesson.

She condensed her spiritual power and struck out again, hitting Cheng Boxiao's dantian.

Cheng Boxiao's pupils shrank, and a sinister look flashed in his eyes. He turned his wrist and suddenly a dagger came out, piercing Ruan Qiao's heart.

He is a killer.

But there are no rules.

Seeing this, Ruan Qiao turned around and avoided his dagger, but at the same time, her palm wind was deflected for a moment and hit him above the abdomen.

As he flew backwards, he threw the dagger in his hand.

Even though Ruan Qiao dodged quickly enough, a strand of hair by her ear was cut off, and at the same time, a very thin blood mark appeared on her cheek.

A bright red drop of blood fell on the dagger.

Cheng Boxiao flew backwards onto the sofa behind him.

At this moment, he seemed to be stupid, staring at the blood bead with dull eyes.

He recalled the dagger and sniffed the scent of the blood bead with his nostrils twitching.

Ruan Qiao turned around and saw this scene, and her face immediately showed disgust.

She suddenly remembered what Ling Bing had said to her. Ling Bing said that Cheng Boxiao was also one of the attendants chosen for her by her mother.

The shadow guards and servants were all born for her, and they had a natural submission to her blood.

However, when Ruan Qiao looked at Cheng Boxiao, she did not show any emotion, she only felt disgust.

A wild wolf will not recognize its owner.

And as her master, she didn't want a beast full of viciousness.

Finally, Cheng Boxiao suddenly confirmed something, and he seemed to have eyes and looked at Ruan Qiao's appearance carefully.

The shock on his face grew.

Finally, his expression became serious.

"You're not dead, you're still alive!"

He stared at Ruan Qiao, emphasizing each word.

Ruan Qiao looked at him with indifference and disgust, looking down at him and said lightly: "You are dirty!"