King of the last days

After removing the roadblock, a few people drove toward the No. 1 refugee camp.

Refugee camp No. 1 is very large, but as long as there are people, there will be rivers and lakes. Even this place where a large number of migrants is temporarily resettled is also divided by force.

After several inquiries, a few people found the location of Ji's house.

"Is the Ji's in front?" Jiang Yuan asked, looking at the large manor.

The refugee camp is just called that, but the real environment is no worse than in the city.

The weak live in metal houses, while the strong and those family forces still occupy the buildings that existed before the refugee camp, such as the Ji's house, which occupies the top ten good locations in Huanjiang District.

However, the refugee camp is not like Nancheng, where there is no material supply, rice and vegetables are extremely short, not to mention the infrastructure such as water and electricity, and probably only the empty shells of the city before the disaster, and the number of empty shells is also extremely high. The majority of Beicheng residents who fled to the North can only live in temporary metal houses.

"The previous Ji family owned a lot of industries in Beicheng. Even if the catastrophe destroyed Beicheng, the Ji family will have a lot of heritage!" Ning Yanlan saw that Jiang Yuan was surprised, so she explained.

"Yeyun, the halo is on, let's go straight in!" Zhu Penghai glanced at the manor.

"I'll make the way!" Xiong Yong became a Tier 4 and became more swollen. A shield-holding charge directly smashed open the iron door. The 20-point force was already comparable to an armored car, and breaking the door was not easy.

Suddenly, seven people and two pigs rushed into Ji's Manor.

Click!

All doors and windows were opened, and dozens of men in exercise clothes jumped out of the manor.

"The ruling of the spirit!" Ning Yanlan's anger had reached the breaking point long ago, and the twelve spirit swords burst out in a flash.

"Stop it all!"

An old voice sounded from inside, and the men in the practice clothes suddenly became solemn, and they all stopped.

But how could Ning Yanlan be bluffed by a few words, and the twelve spirit swords shot at the front twelve people. Although the target was not fatal, the shot still caused serious injuries.

"Little girl, don't have a bad temper!"

An old man strolled out of the courtyard, a huge shield blocked all the spirit sword, but the shield was also shot through.

"Human, Tier 5 Psionic System, Psionic: Fifty-six."

"So strong!" Jiang Yuan's eyes narrowed, and the old man in front of him was the strongest human being he had ever seen except monsters.

"Catch my sister, and say that I have a bad temper!" Ning Yanlan completely changed, and the murderous look in her eyes approached the old man, "Bing Leng!"

"Wait, who said we caught your sister?" The old man had a flat smile on his face.

The Bingling in Ning Yanlan's hands is ready to go, and she coldly said: "Give me back Xiaoxin!"

The old man pressed his palm down gently, and saw that all the men in the practice clothes took five steps back, "My Ji family is sitting upright, this time it is indeed my ineffective grandson who broke the rules, but my sister It’s just being a guest at Ji’s house and didn’t receive any bad treatment!"

"Let Jing Hui come out!" The old man hooked his hand.

Ji Jinghui, with a rebellious face, walked out scornfully. He said with a sullen expression: "Grandpa, these guys are only Tier 4, we Ji family can kill them and raise their hands. Why are they still talking to them? reason!"

"Really?" Ning Yanlan looked directly at Ji Jinghui.

"Jing Hui, if you lose, you lose. You can't afford to lose, right?" the old man reprimanded.

"Grandpa, where did I lose? It was that guy who was cheating and cheating. A power system dragged my psionic system to fight a seventh-order blackhorn pig. I definitely can't win!" Ji Jinghui refused to accept, "I want to lose, too. Lost to the Black Horned Pig!"

The old man shook his head, then looked at Jiang Yuan, "If you don't dislike it, you can come and sit in the mansion."

"If you don't hand over Xiaoxin, then we can only use force!" Ning Yanlan didn't eat his style, and the ghost knew if he would be trapped in the mansion.

"Don't worry, the little girl is just a guest in the mansion, and she is playing with my little granddaughter now!" The old man said kindly.

"This is your storage ring, and ancient martial arts are also in it!" Ning Yanlan took off the storage ring and put it in her hand. "Aren't you going to change it, you can do it now!"

"The Ji family has ancestral instructions, ancient martial arts cannot be passed down, so my ineffective grandson will make this deed!" The old man was helpless with Ji Jinghui's approach. As a family of inheritance, this approach is disgusting.

"But the Ji family really doesn't mean anything to you!" The old man clapped his hands, turned his head and said to someone beside him: "Bring the little girl out!"

"Okay, Patriarch!"

The man entered the manor quickly, and the old man said again: "Old Ji Xing'an, Patriarch of the Ji family, if you don't want to come to sit in the mansion, then the old man will treat you in the courtyard!"

"Take tea!"

The housekeeper took a few servants and put tea on the stone table. Ji Xing'an said, "Drink tea first, everyone!"

No one dared to move, Jiang Yuan sneered and said, "We are here to find trouble. Now you are not necessary to be polite, just talk about it if you have any purpose!"

"Haha, there are other intentions to invite you all today!" Ji Xing'an nodded and smiled.

"Patriarch, people have brought it!"

A group of people walked out, among them Xiaoxin was among them, and there was an eight or nine-year-old girl with Xiaoxin.

"Xiaoxin!" Ning Yanlan shouted.

"Smoke..." Xiaoxin just wanted to blurt out, but immediately changed her mouth, "Sister, here I am!"

"Let her pass!" Ji Xing'an motioned.

"Grandpa! They don't have any storage rings!" Ji Jinghui was anxious.

"Here you!" Ning Yanlan threw out the storage ban.

"Release!" Ji Xing'an shouted in an unquestionable tone.

Xiaoxin immediately rushed to Ning Yanlan and Jiang Yuan, but there was no accident in their imagination.

Ning Yanlan immediately hugged Xiaoxin who was leaping over, and said with concern: "Xiaoxin, is there any injury!"

"No!" Xiao Xin shook her head. She looked back at Ji Xing'an, and then said: "This old grandfather has been playing with me, and I also know a friend here!"

Following the direction Xiaoxin pointed, Ning Yanlan knew that it was the little girl who was walking with Xiaoxin just now.

At this time, Ji Jinghui also took his storage ring. After opening the storage ring, he said angrily: "You bastards, where are my core and the Holy Stone?"

"That thing is our trophy, do you think it is possible to return you?" Jiang Yuan disdainfully said.

"Your spoils, that is obviously mine!" Ji Jinghui was furious, and he had never seen such a shameless person.

"Jing Hui, shut up!"

"Grandpa, they only returned the ancient martial arts, and there was nothing in the storage ring!" Ji Jinghui was angrily, "No, I have to keep them today!"

"Listen to all the children of the Ji family, let me capture them alive!"

Ji Jinghui immediately spoke, wanting to order those who wear practice clothes, but Ji Xing'an just said coldly: "Jing Hui, if you continue to mess around, then you may not be suitable for the status of Ji family heir!"

"grandfather!"

"Since Patriarch Ji is so sensible, then we will leave first!" Jiang Yuan doesn't want to be with such a strong person in this kind of place. He has the only technique in his body, in case he enlightens the spirit and makes a difference. Elephant, I'm afraid it's not going to be a box.

"I heard Jinghui said that there is an ancient martial artist in your team, it should be you!" Ji Xing'an said suddenly.

"I am not an ancient warrior!" Jiang Yuan remembered what Ning Yanlan had said before. The identity of this ancient warrior was too sensitive, so try to expose it as little as possible.

Moreover, he is really not an ancient martial artist, is he an ancient martial artist after practicing a physical exercise?

"Don't be humble young man, if you can win Jinghui without showing any strength, you must be an ancient martial artist with a bit of strength!" Ji Xing'an smiled, "The Ji family who had not fallen back then was also a family of ancient martial artists. So the feelings towards ancient warriors are very different!"

"Patriarch Ji, just say what you want to say!" Jiang Yuan was quite speechless to this old man.

"Ahem!" A trace of embarrassment flashed across Ji Xing'an's face, and he had no choice but to say directly: "Is this young hero interested in joining the family of Zuzu Ji?"

Jiang Yuan: "..."

He thought he was going to say something!It turned out to be an affair!Wait a minute?

"Huh?" Jiang Yuan was dumbfounded.

Ning Yanlan pulled Xia Jiang Yuan and said quickly, "He is married!"

"It doesn't matter if you get married, you can leave! Anyway, in this world, life is like grass and emotions, and it's okay to leave again!" Ji Xing'an said.

Jiang Yuan: "..."

Ning Yanlan grinds her teeth as she listened. She had a pretty good impression of the old man, but now that the old man is so angry.

"Patriarch Ji is joking, you should find someone else to join the family!" Jiang Yuan tactfully refused.

He wanted to say something, you are so unreasonable for nothing, you can pull out your juniors for a walk!In case I look huge and ugly, I am not at a disadvantage!

"No, no, there are too few ancient martial artists in Nancheng who have no inheritance. It is already commendable to find one!" Ji Xing'an repeatedly said, "It is true that if you join my Ji family, Ji family can train you to be very powerful. Ancient Warrior!"

"Trust us, Ji family has this strength!"

Ji Xing'an was afraid that Jiang Yuan would not believe it, so he added something specially.

"Patriarch Ji, you..." Jiang Yuan is very depressed. We are here to find trouble. Please take it seriously. Suddenly calling someone into a feline will easily breed my narcissistic mentality!

"Don't be too busy to refuse. In the past, no one in our Ji family could practice ancient martial arts, but this time it is guaranteed. As long as you enter the family, the ancient martial arts of our Ji family will definitely give you something to gain!" Grasp the road.

"Patriarch Ji, goodbye!" Ning Yanlan couldn't listen anymore. Can you hide from the corner of the digging wall? In front of her, she thought she was airy!

When Jiang Yuan heard this, he said, "Farewell!"

After speaking, the group will leave!

Ji Xing'an quickly said: "Don't, discuss it!"

"Grandpa, with the God Blood Stone, even if there is no ancient martial artist to sort out the advantages and disadvantages of ancient martial arts for us, we can also research the ancient martial arts of the family by ourselves! There is no need to ask this guy!" Ji Jinghui said angrily.

"God blood stone?"

Jiang Yuan and Ning Yanlan, who had just turned around, glanced at each other suddenly, and their eyes were moved in unison.