Chapter 203 Kneeling



Several people ran to an alley.

Jiang Yuancheng held Jiang Yuanxi against the wall.

"Brother, run, people are coming!"

The Huns were a nomadic people, and their physical strength was much better than these young men who had not exercised much.

Seeing that people were about to catch up, Jiang Yuanxi directly summoned the white tiger and several people rode on it.

Seeing this, the people following behind stopped one after another.

"White Tiger!"

"It's the mythical beast, the white tiger!"

They exclaimed.

The huge white tiger's body filled the entire alley in an instant.

People behind can see it.

These people threw away the sticks in their hands and knelt down to kowtow.

Jiang Yuancheng turned around and was surprised to see this scene.

"Why are you kneeling down?" He kowtowed to them.

"Did you know that I am extremely handsome and cannot beat us, so you begged for mercy?"

Wang Hanqi glared at him.

"The white tiger is a sacred beast, and the Huns value it very much. It is equivalent to your eighteen generations of ancestors. What will happen when you meet your ancestors?" This was what his father told him.

Several people suddenly understood.

Jiang Yuancheng looked up: "I have no ancestors."

"You didn't, you." Wang Hanqi suddenly reacted.

He had also heard that the eldest branch of the Jiang family was expelled from the family tree.

Today, the Jiang family's main branch is prosperous, while the Anguo Mansion is in decline. I wonder what was going on in the Anguo Duke's mind back then.

The fourth prince Jun Molin looked behind him: "So now, do we still want to escape?"

[Don't run away! ]

Jiang Yuanxi stared closely at the ground below.

I just felt that the scene of people kneeling down seemed like something I had seen somewhere before.

Moreover, there were more people kneeling before her than now.

Jiang Yuanxi shook his head, unable to remember where he had seen this scene.

Jiang Yuanxi drove the white tiger towards the crowd.

The others sat on the tiger's back, and Jiang Yuanxi took a few steps forward and stepped on the tiger's head.

Baihu looked at Jiang Yuanxi aggrievedly.

"Master, please give me some face." He said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

Where is his dignity when he steps on a tiger's head?

Jiang Yuanxi silently withdrew his foot and stood directly on the white tiger's head.

White Tiger: ...

Someone in the crowd saw it.

"Why are those people on Baihu? What is their relationship with Baihu?"

"Could it be that Yufeng's dog is bullying our white tiger?"

According to her idea, when these people saw her stepping on the white tiger, they would be afraid of her and then regard her as a god.

Jiang Yuanxi wanted to show off, but he didn't expect the other party to not follow the script at all.

This group of men picked up their weapons and rushed forward.

Jiang Yuanxi took out the Floating Life Pen and kicked the white tiger.

【Explain quickly.】

Jiang Yuanxi didn't want to harm so many lives unless it was absolutely necessary.

Baihu was kicked into airplane ears.

He roared at the people below.

"Get lost! Don't be rude to your master."

As soon as the voice came out, the people below threw away their weapons.

The white tiger is the sacred animal of the Huns. The master who can control the white tiger must be a god in heaven!

"Meet the goddess!"

"It's our goddess!"

"From now on, we are the ones who control the wind!"

"When alive, you are a man who controls the wind. When dead, you are a ghost who controls the wind!"

The others riding on the white tigers were all shocked.

Wang Hanqi's eyes widened. The white tiger could actually speak!

Jiang Yuanxi had already taken out a red cloak from the talisman and put it on.

A confident smile appeared on her little face, and the breeze blew her hair fluttering in the air, making it very eye-catching.

Cool.

So cool!

Jun Molin looked ahead with a smile.

Sister Yuan Xi is so amazing. He must marry her in the future.

Several people rode white tigers all the way, showing off their might.

Jiang Yuancheng and Wang Hanqi wished they could bury their heads in the white tiger's fur.

They thought that they had dominated Shengjing for many years and had become thick-skinned enough.

But when they met her younger sister, they both admitted defeat.

Just eat and take it.

But this is too ostentatious!

Damn it.

Even people as thick-skinned as they are can't stand it.

At the tiger's head, Jiang Yuanxi directly used an amplified note.

"My father, Jiang Fengyuan. I also have another father, the Emperor Yufeng."

"My mother is a first-rank imperial scholar, my eldest brother is the top scholar and the prince's teacher, and my second brother..."

"And I am the Princess of the Imperial Wind Guard, Jiang Yuanxi!"

He almost read it out loud according to the family tree.

In the street teahouse, Huyan Buji was glaring with anger.

I've seen shameless kids, but I've never seen one as shameless as this one.

"Second brother, is she really only two years old?"

Huyan Dawang curled his lips slightly: "I haven't seen him since I was three years old."

The Huns admired the strong, and Jiang Yuanxi subdued the white tiger beast.

The way Jiang Yuanxi is making trouble now, the people of Ding'an Prefecture will sooner or later support Yufeng.

Therefore, he does not have much time left. Sooner or later, he will have to hand over these lands to Emperor Yufeng personally.

Just as they returned to the Ding'an government office, a figure stumbled in from the door.

When Jiang Yuanwu saw this, he immediately stepped forward and supported the man.

When they saw the man's face clearly, Jiang Yuanwu and Jiang Yuanxi were both shocked.

"Brother Qian!"

Qian Zhiyuan's eyes were closed, and he had obviously fainted.

He had already used up the last of his strength to make it to Ding'an Prefecture.

Qian Zhiyuan's clothes were soaked with blood and covered with bloodstains, as if someone had deliberately cut him with a knife.

Each cut was so deep that you could see the bone, it was shocking to see.

"Someone, find the medical officer!"

Half an hour later, the medical officer finished treating Qian Zhiyuan.

"This young master has lost too much blood. He will recover if he takes good care of himself."

His body was covered with knife wounds, except for the area around his heart which was smooth, as if something had blocked it and prevented the injury.

Because of this, my life was saved.

Jiang Yuanwu paid the money and asked his servants to boil the medicine.

Jiang Yuanxi stood by, staring at the knife wound on Qian Zhiyuan's body.

The knife wound was deep, and judging by the knife marks all over the body, it didn't look like a murder.

It seemed more like they wanted to drain all the blood from Qian Zhiyuan's body.

Who has such a deep hatred for him?

[However, the wound was faintly demonic, and it didn't look like the revenge of an ordinary person.]

Jiang Yuanxi supported his chin and stared at the person on the bed.

What is the reason?

Jiang Yuanwu narrowed his eyes.

Demonic energy?

The demonic aura I saw several times ago was all related to King You.

If the Qian family is related to King You, King You will definitely have an extra layer of support.

It seems that I can only wait for Qian Zhiyuan to wake up. If necessary, I must go to Qian’s house.

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