Heaven Defying Dark Empress

The number one son of the Northern Wilderness, Ji Wuyou!

That is a person who is as famous as the emperor of Tianjizong and the nine-day mysterious girl of Yao Palace. Even the dust!

Peerless Taoist cultivator, master of the Runes Heaven Realm!

The outsiders don't know what's going on inside the Ji family, but they do know that Ji Wuyou's status in the Ji family is by no means inferior to that of the head of the family, Ji Xuan.

Mu Tianyin's eyes lit up, "Ji Wuyou?"

If the rumors she heard are correct, Ji Wuyou should be Grandfather, a disciple of the same line as Elder Ji Ming, and now in the Ji family, it is equivalent to the existence of the next Patriarch.

As for the reason why Ji Xuanrong let him exist, she didn't know. The current situation of the Ji family was really complicated. She didn't know it very well, so she could only speculate based on what she heard.

But if it is based on seniority, she should undoubtedly call Ji Wuyou senior brother.

"Young master is attacking you, that's to clean up the house!" The follower behind him said angrily, and followed the white-clothed young master in front slowly.

Ji Wuyou's face was stained with frost, and the toes of her snow-white boots fell in front of Ji Nanfeng, his voice was like rain hitting celadon, "Ji Nanfeng, I didn't plan to intervene in this matter today, but as the Ji family, I'm still a row of elders." , if you lose, you should be responsible, since you have a bad intention to attack a junior, then don't blame me for dealing with the family rules!"

"Ji Wuyou, how dare you? You are not the Patriarch, you are not qualified to dispose of this elder!" Ji Nanfeng shouted vigorously, "If you dare to touch me, the Patriarch will definitely get it back with interest from others! "

If he returns to the clan and is protected by the patriarch, what will Ji Wuyou do to him?

What's more, Ji Heng is still in their hands now!

Ji Wuyou's brows and eyes were full of pictures, thinking of something, her eyes that were as thick as splashed ink sank slightly.

"you!"

The following disciples behind Ji Wuyou gritted their teeth.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Ji Nanfeng smiled smugly, but he suffered a serious injury before, and now his whole body is covered in blood, so that smug look really looked a bit hideous.

"Ji Nanfeng, he can't do anything, what about me?" When Ji Nanfeng was full of complacency, Mu Tianyin's voice that seemed to be a smile was not a smile, blowing past like a cool wind.

Is it too early to be happy?

Ji Wuyou glanced at the masked young man in green robes beside him, and his ink pupils moved slightly.

I don't know if it's because of eye contact or some other reason, but when he first saw this boy, he liked him very much. Then he found out that this boy is also a rune master, not inferior to Ji Nanfeng, the more interested he became.

Seeing that Ji Nanfeng was going to kill him just now, he almost didn't even think about it. When he realized it, he had already shot to stop him.

Ji Nanfeng smiled, "It's ridiculous, are you the old man's opponent?"

Even if he was injured a little bit, not everyone would ride on his head and act wildly. If Ji Wuyou wasn't there, he would definitely crush this brat to death!

Mu Tianyin walked towards Ji Nanfeng slowly, and said with a smile, "I said you are always a nobleman who forgets things." She tapped her chin with her fingertips, pretending to be in deep thought, "Who swore at the beginning that Will you cut off your arm if you lose?"

Ji Nanfeng was taken aback for a moment, then froze.

Ji Wuyou's eyes were sure, and then she shook her head and smiled, like flowers blooming on a snowy mountain.

"yes!"

"I forgot all about it."

Only then did everyone recover from Ji Wuyou's appearance, remembering their initial bet.

"It's not me who lost." Mu Tianyin reminded.

Ji Nanfeng was trembling all over, his teeth were chattering, "You brat, don't bully me too much."

How dare he really want him to cut off his arm in public, who gave him the courage!

"I'm deceiving people too much?" Mu Tianyin was a little amused, and said coldly, "It seems that Elder Ji really has a bad memory, or you have dementia, let me remind you, the loser will cut off his arm, I didn't bring it up."

If she was the loser, would Ji Nanfeng give up?

I'm afraid that her two arms are not enough!

She doesn't have a heart of Mary!

"Elder Ji, you are willing to bet and admit defeat, so you can't blame us for meddling, can you?" Ji Wuyou's followers sneered, he lost the competition with others, so he can't rely on the young master.

Mu Tianyin urged, "What are you waiting for, Elder?"

"If it's inconvenient for Elder Ji, I'm willing to do it for you." Ji Wuyou said, singing and singing with the teenagers around him, and the coordination was perfect. If it wasn't for everyone to see that the two were strangers, they would suspect that they had discussed it in advance. .

Ji Nanfeng's colorful changes in old age are extremely ugly.

If Ji Wuyou did something, would he still be alive?

"good--"

Ji Nanfeng gritted his teeth, expressing his position reluctantly.

Mu Tianyin clasped her hands together, and stood there calmly, ready to watch, with no intention of leaving.

"It's really lifting a rock to shoot yourself in the foot." Pointing around.

"Ask for trouble."

Everyone can naturally see that the relationship between Ji Wuyou and Ji Nanfeng doesn't seem to be as harmonious as that of his fellow disciples, so with him here, everyone is less afraid of Ji Nanfeng.

"Stinky boy, wait for me!" Ji Nanfeng's poisonous eyes locked on Mu Tianyin, and he was really cornered at this moment.

He struggled to get up from the ground and sat cross-legged.

Hold your hands together, exercise your energy and adjust your breath.

After making preparations for a while, he took a few deep breaths, and then shouted loudly, his left hand directly tore off his right hand, it was a man bruised and bloody!

"Huh—" Some people around couldn't help but look away.

Mu Tianyin's eyes narrowed slightly, and then she spoke out in a lukewarm manner, "This performance is far worse than head-removing or something."

In Dayan Palace, she had seen people cut off their heads.

What Mu Tianyin said was an ordinary truth, but it was just a narrative, but Ji Nanfeng was so angry that his already pale face was covered with ashes, and he wished he could throw the severed hand over.