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Published at 20th of October 2021 09:07:21 AM


Chapter 32: 32

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The person who came was in his thirties and wore a set of profound armor s. Wen Jiu could tell with a glance that he was the older brother of the imperial concubine, Cao Gao Lang, who had just conferred the title of Duke An Le.

He was originally not someone who wanted to advance, and his body was emptied by the beauty's voice. In his previous life, he had always been living with her Dijing, but he didn't know why he came to Changping County this time.

Wen Jiu continuously thought about the relationship between the two.

Xie Heng's expression did not change as he asked, "So what?"

Cao Gao Lang suddenly pulled out his sword and pointed it at Xie Heng, and ordered the soldiers that followed, "Men, capture this thief!"

As the sound of his voice faded, no one dared to move.

The youth's bloodthirsty attitude towards Ning Jiang had never faded from the hearts of the people, not to mention that while Xie Heng was protecting them, those important figures in the Dijing were still busy with something. No one would care about the life and death of minor characters like them.

Cao Gao Lang looked in disbelief at the crowd and said, "This person killed the imperial court officials and seized the authority of his troops! He even killed the Duke of Great Jin, and ruined the relationship between the two nations … "

Cao Gao Lang became angrier the more he spoke, he raised his sword and slashed at Xie Heng: "Ignorant child, do you know how much trouble you have caused to Great Yan!"

Xie Heng threw a kick at his face, Cao Gao Lang was kicked several steps back along with his sword, and his entire body fell onto the ground.

The youth brushed off the dust on the corners of his robe, and his entire body was filled with violent intent. "You sound like you're barking like a dog. Try barking again."

"I am the Duke of An Le of the dynasty!"

Cao Gao Lang, who had lived for more than thirty years, was kicked in the face for the first time in his life. In addition to being shocked, his anger surged up to his heart.

Xie Heng took out a long sword from a nearby servant's hand, walking towards Cao Gao Lang with an aghast expression on his face. This youth wasn't joking when he made his move. If he did, would Master Hou even have a chance?

"Young master!"

Li Qing who had just arrived quickly went up to stop him, "Young Master Xie! This is the Marquis of Peace! "We can't kill …"

Only then did Cao Gao Lang believe that this youth was a true tyrant. He did not care about who you were, but with a swing of his sword, his head fell to the ground.

How could there be such an unreasonable person?

Fortunately, Li Qing was blocking their path, so Cao Gao Lang managed to barely stand up. He didn't dare to stand in front of Xie Heng anymore, and stood amongst the several followers as he shouted: "Put down your sword, and quickly follow this duke back to Dijing.

Xie Heng laughed coldly: "Just go, where are you hiding?"

Everyone was silent.

Cao Gao Lang broke out in a cold sweat, and even his voice was a little shaky, "You …" Stay away from me, you guys! Put him in the van. "

Xie Heng was dressed in white, his face like ice and frost as he walked towards the other party. He did not say a word, but the others were forced to retreat a few steps, in front of the Xie Family Ancestor's grave, it was so quiet that only the young man's calm footsteps could be heard.

"Elder brother."

Wen Jiu reached out and grabbed Xie Heng's wide sleeves, and felt that it was a little cold. She looked at him with her eyes bloodshot, "He can't die here."

Xie Heng looked at her silently.

"Elder brother, give me the sword."

Wen Jiu's voice was the same as usual, without the slightest change.

Xie Heng did not move, her amber eyes reflected her shadow.

All that entered his sight was pure white, with only her as the only color capable of alluring cities.

Wen Jiu slightly raised her hand to receive the longsword. Holding it in her hand, she felt the weight of the sword, so she turned and walked towards Cao Gao Lang.

"This marquis is the Duke of An Le. What are you going to do about it?"

Cao Gao Lang had just suffered at Xie Heng's hands, and when he saw the girl, his heart jumped.

Just as the other party replied, Wen Jiu threw his sword fiercely towards Cao Gao Lang, who took a step back in panic, and coincidentally plunged his sword into the ground beside him.

Everyone looked at the girl's actions with their mouths agape.

Cao Gao Lang's legs were so weak that he almost knelt down.

The Xie Family people looked young, but they all liked to hold swords. Was they trying to scare someone to death or something?

The pure white hairpin floated down from Wen Jiu's hair, and she stood there without moving, "Wen Jiu is a weak little girl, so her sword could not pierce through him. However, my eldest brother had killed one hundred thousand Steel Cavalry members with Great Jin, and had saved at least tens of thousands. If the Duke of An Le dares to make things difficult for him on the way to the capital, Wen Jiu cannot guarantee when someone will strike the Marquis with the fatal sword. "

"How dare you threaten me!"

Cao Gao Lang's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Wen Jiu replied with a question, "So what?"

Cao Gao Lang was speechless, and the crowd was even more silent.

Xie Heng turned around and said to his wife: "This grandson will go to Dijing first, I hope Third Brother and Wen Jiu will take care of everything in the family, of course there will be no need to ask too much, only Grandmother will be healthy and always keep in mind, I hope Grandmother will take care of everything."

"You … "You."

Old Madame Xie held onto his hand and was not willing to let go. His eyes were moist, but he still earnestly explained: "Dijing cannot compare to Changping County, and also not comparable to the thirteen cities of Jiang An. You must be careful. Remember, be careful."

Xie Heng nodded, and turned to leave. When he reached Wen Jiu's side, his footsteps paused, "Take good care of Grandmother."

Wen Jiu lowered his eyes and said: "Okay."

Just as Xie Heng was about to leave, she quietly pulled on his sleeves and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Wait for me."

Xie Heng couldn't help but look back at her.

"Eldest brother …"

Wen Jiu had many things she wanted to remind him of, but the current situation of her Dijing was definitely in a mess. She did not know if the information in her memories was still useful, and in front of so many people, it would be hard to say what was hidden.

Would he believe her or not? If he asked her where she found out, Wen Jiu would have no way to explain it.

She only pulled at his sleeve, and her watery eyes looked at the young man in front of her with extreme seriousness. "You saved her without a mistake, and killed the people from Great Jin without a doubt. Brother, you only need to believe that what you have done was right, and those people cannot do anything to you. "

Xie Heng's eyes gradually gathered bits and pieces of brilliance, and he nodded slightly.

Wen Jiu said solemnly: "I do not believe that there is no justice in this world!"

Even if she did not, she would fight for Xie Heng's right and wrong!

"Jiu."

Xie Heng called out to her softly, a myriad of stars flowing through his eyes. "Let go of your sleeve first, brother."

Wen Jiu did not manage to react in time, "Hmm?"

"You're pulling so tightly …" "You must be very nervous."

Xie Heng said in a low voice, which was only loud enough for the two of them to hear, "If you're afraid, then hide, if you're sad, then cry. There is no need for me, a lady of Xie Family, to pretend to be strong. "

Being suppressed by Wen Jiu to the deepest part of her heart was seen through, for a moment, she didn't know how to respond.

She slowly let go of his sleeve and in the next moment, the youth stuffed a jade token into his hand.

Wen Jiu was slightly surprised. Xie Heng had already walked past her, a white ribbon brushed past the corner of her eyes, and the youth's low and hoarse voice entered her ears along with the wind — —

"I'll go to Dijing to collect an old debt."




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