Chapter 315 Are you trying to silence me?

Jiang Shengying's face darkened, and he asked, "What do you want?"

Ming Zhuo did not answer, but stood up and looked around the room, and finally walked to the door of Jiang Shengying's bedroom.

Jiang Yuncheng gritted his teeth, "Don't go too far..."

If they came for the money sword, it would be a humiliation to their Jiang family, and they could not agree to it no matter what.

"I want that whip." Ming Zhuo raised his hand and pointed to the whip hanging next to the shrine in the corner of the wall.

Jiang Yuncheng was stunned for a moment, a little surprised, "You want this? This is my grandfather's magic weapon after all. It's not appropriate for you to take it away by force, right?"

Ming Zhuo: "What if I must have it?"

Jiang Yuncheng was just talking, and he was immediately frightened when Ming Zhuo forced himself.

As long as it's not the money sword, everything else is fine! His grandfather doesn't use this whip often, so it's suitable to be used as a favor!

"If you really want to take it away, let's do this, you buy it with money, and then we'll be friends." Jiang Yuncheng felt that his approach was good, killing three birds with one stone.

First of all, he didn't offend Ming Zhuo, and secondly, the two transactions of money and silver protected the reputation of the Jiang family. Finally, Ming Zhuo agreed to be friends with him, which was equivalent to raising Jiang Shengying's status.

He waited proudly for Jiang Shengying's approval.

"No." Jiang Shengying refused, and his tone was very firm, "This is our Jiang family heirloom, it can't be sold."

Jiang Yuncheng: "..."

No, isn't the Jiang family heirloom the money sword? When did this broken whip become a family heirloom?

Did Grandpa want to cheat him out of money? When he thought of Mingzhuo taking away the 50 million yuan bounty that he was determined to win in Xiang City, he felt that he understood.

Jiang Yuncheng straightened his chest and said, "Yes, this is the heirloom of our Jiang family. It is not an ordinary magic weapon. It costs more!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a palm came from the side and hit Jiang Yuncheng in a circle, almost falling to the ground.

Jiang Yuncheng was stunned by the sudden palm and spit out a mouthful of blood.

He was about to open his mouth to scream in pain, but when he looked up and saw Jiang Shengying's face, he was so scared that he swallowed the cry of pain.

He had never seen Jiang Shengying look like this since he was a child. He looked so gloomy that he almost dripped water.

"What a rubbish. Can you sell a family heirloom?" Jiang Shengying was furious.

Jiang Yuncheng wanted to cry but had no tears. Could this thing really be a family heirloom?

He said timidly, "I can't sell it."

Then he looked at Mingzhuo pleadingly, "Master, can you exchange it for something else? There are many magic weapons in my room. Which one do you like? I will give it to you as a gift."

Mingzhuo: "I've already said that I must have this whip, nothing else will do."

Jiang Shengying's face trembled, "Are you trying to take it by force?"

"If you don't want to give it yourself, then we can only fight."

Jiang Shengying was furious: "You are too much! Our Jiang family is the leader of the Xuanmen in Xiang City after all, how can we tolerate your insolence!"

"I want to be insolent, you said so much, are you going to beat me or not? If not, give me the whip." Mingzhuo urged.

He Wangyao never thought that things would develop into this.

And what is Mingzhuo talking about? Oh my god, if I just randomly intercept a sentence or two and say it out, I will be considered a vicious villain in any minute.

"Young Master Jiang, please say something quickly and persuade your grandfather!" He turned around and said to Jiang Yunli.

Jiang Yunli pursed his lips. He could see that Jiang Shengying's attitude was very firm and he would not allow it to be questioned. After all, he was also a member of the Jiang family. If the whip was very important to the Jiang family, he could not let Mingzhuo take it away.

But Mingzhuo had no reason to steal the treasure!

"Is the whip related to Wanzhen?" Jiang Yunli stared at Mingzhuo and asked.

Mingzhuo: "Nonsense! The whip is made of Wanzhen's skin, what do you think?"

Jiang Yunli's pupils shrank, and he wanted to rush over to take the whip without hesitation.

Jiang Shengying grabbed the whip first and whipped Jiang Yunli, "You evil creature, what do you want to do?"

Jiang Yunli did not dodge, and the tail of the whip swept his face, leaving a bloody mark in an instant.

He took the opportunity to grab the whip, "Grandpa, please give me the whip, I want to save Wanzhen."

"What Wanzhen, I don't even know her! Are you crazy and actually listen to the deception of an outsider?" Jiang Shengying did not admit it at all.

Ming Zhuo: "This is not good, she is standing in front of you, and you still say you don't know her. Do you want to die without any evidence?"

Jiang Yunli immediately looked around excitedly, "Are you saying Wanzhen is here? Where is she?"

Jiang Shengying was also stunned for a moment, could that fox demon really be here? But how is it possible!

"Nonsense! There is a magic circle in this room to ward off evil spirits. No ghost or evil spirit can stand here safely." Jiang Shengying took a step back and chanted a spell to activate the magic circle. The

hidden magic circle was activated, and the energy of the strongest and the most yang flowed. There was indeed nothing wrong in the room.

The light of expectation in Jiang Yunli's eyes was extinguished. Yes, Wanzhen is a ghost and can never enter this room.

Mingzhuo sneered: "Are you trying to silence me? You have such a cruel heart. After all, others have helped you so much."

Jiang Shengying's face was sullen: "Please get out immediately, otherwise don't blame me for calling the police."

He also knew that he couldn't fight with others head-on, and he couldn't win by fighting, so he had to choose to rely on external forces.

Jiang Yunli also felt that Mingzhuo's behavior today was a bit reckless. Without any evidence, doing so would only cause trouble.

He was about to speak when he heard Mingzhuo say, "You look old. You were not good-looking when you were young. How did you trick Wanzhen into working for you?"

Jiang Yunli was stunned. What did he mean?

Jiang Shengying's face was distorted. Although he lost to Mingzhuo in a fight, it was just because he was older and not as skilled as before.

He has been famous for a long time and has led the Xuanmen of Xiang City for decades. How could he be an idle person?

Jiang Shengying turned his hands and quickly pinched a few spells. The magic circle in the room changed instantly.

Several other disciples quickly took up positions in various directions, trapping everyone in the formation.

Jiang Shengying: "If you don't take the road to heaven, you can enter hell without a door. Today I will let you see the power of my formation!"

He was completely murderous and could not let Mingzhuo leave no matter what.

The most difficult person here was Gu Xu. If he touched him, it might be difficult to explain to the Gu family.

But he couldn't care less at the moment. As long as he killed Mingzhuo, someone would naturally cover it up for him, so he didn't have to worry about it.

Jiang Shengying began to mutter to himself, and the room was suddenly filled with murderous intent.

Jiang Yuncheng's arm was cut by an invisible sword wind, and he was stunned, "Grandpa, I'm still in there!"

Jiang Yunli's face darkened, "Grandpa, stop it! Didn't you say that practitioners can't kill innocent people, otherwise they can't practice anymore?"

Jiang Shengying was born in poverty, and he relied on practice to get to where he is today. He has always been regarded as the leader of the righteous path.

Even at an old age, Jiang Shengying still insisted on practicing hard and never slacked off.

How could he be so confused that he wanted to destroy his practice?

Ming Zhuo sighed: "It's useless, he is no longer the Jiang Shengying he used to be."