I really want to be a cook

In the attic, Tie Ao, who is in a good mood, is introducing his daughter's background.

Tie Guanyin suddenly worried:

"Then Jiang Ping can fight?"

Tie Ao shook his head, with a malicious smile on the corner of his mouth:

"Don't worry, he won't be killed."

It's okay if you don't talk about it, but when you talk about it, Tie Guanyin is even more worried.

If this accidentally breaks something weird, she will be the one who will be sad in the future.

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When the first ray of light falls in the east.

Murder will start.

On the outer wall, Yi Congliang squinted his eyes, waved his hand lightly, and a dozen black shadows beside him rushed towards Jiang Ping in an instant.

No foreplay, no nonsense required.

Murder is coming in a blink of an eye!

Seeing the killing of the blood puppet guard, Yi Congliang couldn't help but think of the woman's warning to him again, and bursts of shame suddenly filled his heart.

He is Master Yi!

A majestic martial arts master, even the third prince should treat each other with courtesy.

That woman is nothing, but relying on her master's reputation, she dared to be so arrogant to him.

But he thought and thought, hesitated and hesitated, and decided

Bear with her first.

Tie Ao can't afford to offend him for the time being.

Grand Master and Grand Master are also different.

He is just an idler who is nested in the prince's mansion and is being supported. The chief priest sounds very powerful, but in fact it is just that.

It's really powerful, and it won't be hidden by the third prince.

And who is Tie Ao?

Above the temple, he is the director of the God's Arrest Department, who holds great power and executes orders for the heavens. All the officials in the court are in awe of his power.

Among the rivers and lakes, no one knows the name of the Condor.

There are countless defeated generals under his command, and among the martial arts masters who were personally arrested by him and thrown into the black prison, there are three of them with names and surnames, let alone how many secretly.

The most proud thing in many great masters' lives is to draw a tie with Tie Ao.

If he is lucky enough to beat one and a half moves, then he can brag about it and accept the congratulations of his comrades in the martial arts world.

The great master's golden stone is well-deserved.

Besides, who would know that Tie Ao had nothing to hold back.

Then he gave Tie Ao a face and allowed his female apprentice to be arrogant, which is quite understandable.

Of course, this is by no means cowardly, Yi Congliang felt that he just didn't want to hurt his friendship.

However, these reasons were not enough for him to let Jiang Ping go.

How can he, Master Yi, submit to the power? If you say you can't kill him, you can't kill him. Then why did he work so hard to come here?

Is it just to watch your Weng and son-in-law make out, and then personally escort the hat back to the Prince's Mansion?

I don't want to lose face!

It's just that the female apprentice then took out a jade talisman, saying that it contained a fist of her master, and asked him to taste it.

Yi Congliang didn't take it seriously at first, if Tie Ao came in person, he would still be afraid of him three points, but with a mere fist, heh!

I really think I can't do it!

then

Shining like a great sun, its power is invincible!

Yi Congliang touched his chest, it was still aching.

There is even a soaring golden eagle in the sea of ​​consciousness, trembling faintly, making the sword intent of his blood-transforming sword unable to form.

In other words, he is still wounded.

But it is more than enough to deal with a little grandmaster.

But Yi Congliang still decided to give Tie Ao some face, and it was also for the sake of his one hundred and eight godsons.

It's always bad to kill and see blood.

But if you want to maim people, it's still possible.

After all, this is what Tie Ao himself said, and it is also the bottom line of his majestic Master Yi!

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to explain to the third prince.

In fact, as long as you can't kill people, you can't explain anything.

But he tried his best.

Someone in Yi tried his best to seriously injure Jiang Ping under heavy siege and protection.

What, the third prince doesn't believe it?

What's hard to believe, I didn't see all the blood puppet guards sacrificed, they were all sacrificed to cover that he could kill Jiang Ping.

Anyway, he was the only one left alive, so he made up the process casually.

That's right, in Yi Congliang's eyes, these thirteen well-trained blood puppet guards, who can be called aces, are just a good excuse.

And the third prince still has to rely on him now, it's already a shame for him to make up an excuse so wholeheartedly, okay?

As for whether Jiang Ping can resist the blood puppet guard.

From Yi Congliang's point of view, since he dared to snatch the third prince's fiancée, and was the son-in-law Tie Ao personally endorsed, how could he not have two brushes.

Can't stop?

nonexistent.

Yi Congliang has already written the script.

As soon as the blood puppet guards were wiped out later, he would go off in person, reluctantly inflicting a serious injury on Jiang Ping, and then left gracefully, leaving only a dashing and unrestrained back.

perfect!

Seeing that the master who was suspected of being a grand master did not make a move, Jiang Ping was slightly puzzled.

Could it be that this great master talks about martial arts so much, and doesn't even bother to bully the less with more?

But at this time, he was not allowed to think too much.

Those thirteen black shadows were all covered with a faint layer of blood, turning into blood shadows, covering the entire space with murderous aura.

Seeing that a certain talent has been lit up on the information panel, Jiang Ping thought he should try this first.

then

Talented.

Open!

Jiang Ping only felt that the world was silent, and a feeling of loneliness suddenly rose in his heart.

Then, there is deep anger.

There seemed to be a cold female voice saying:

A group of ants dare to offend Tianwei!

Jiang Ping didn't expect this thing to have its own voice acting.

moment.

His spirit began to rise and rise, and then he touched an indescribable state, and all the distracting thoughts and emotions in his heart returned to nothingness at this moment.

He seems to be transformed into the sky, ruthless and indifferent, and treats everything as a dog.

A gust of wind blows.

The white robe on Jiang Ping's body made a sound, and the movements of the thirteen blood puppet guards, who were like electricity, seemed to freeze in his eyes.

All their expressions, all actions, including what they want to do in the next second, all of these are presented in his mind.

slow!

too slow!

Jiang Ping felt like he was watching a faltering movie.

He rested his hand on the hilt of his sword.

Clang!

The long sword is out of its sheath, like a cloud coming out of Xiu.

The last move of Qingyun's swordsmanship, Qingyun's sword!

This sword technique that Jiang Ping had put in corners for a long time, reappeared in the world at this time.

It's not that he can't use stronger moves.

It's just that he suddenly felt that it was just right to use this move at this moment.

As a result, the sky that was originally shrouded in blood shadow suddenly had a cloud, a blue cloud, or a cloud transformed by sword energy.

Buzz! ! !

The blade of the sword groaned softly, and the blood light actually broke into the blue clouds by itself.

Before the blood shadows could react, their vitality was suddenly extinguished, and their bodies fell down like dumplings.

It's just that they didn't understand before they died, why the sword energy seemed to predict their next move, waiting for them to fall into the trap on the road.

Thirteen swords, it seems to be one sword.

In a trance.

Before all the blood puppet guards got close to Jiang Ping's body, they were all wiped out by a cloud of sword energy and died.

on the attic.

"it is good!"

Tie Guanyin couldn't help clapping her hands, then she glanced sideways at Tie Ao, and said with a hint of pride in her tone:

"Didn't someone just say that the thirteen elite blood puppet guards can kill the peak master in an outbreak? That's it?"

But he couldn't help complaining to Jiang Ping in his heart.

Even though he is so powerful, he has to pretend to be a weak chicken to deceive her feelings, and it also makes her worry all the time, and she can't even sleep well.

Could it be that just to pretend to be pitiful, let her pose a few more poses yesterday?

Thinking of those embarrassing postures, Tie Guanyin's face turned red, and his thoughts began to slide, and he didn't know where he went.

As for the worries about Jiang Ping, all of them disappeared under this sword.

"Master, are you stronger than me?"

Qiu Daoyu was shocked with broken views.

He sees a little deeper than Tieguanyin, who only has the realm of a three-vein master.

The thirteenth blood puppet guard is not strong, but the young master is too strong.

The thirteen blood shadows just now moved fiercely and were extremely fast. Even if he was caught in the siege, he would have to go through a hard fight.

But what did my son do?

Just a sword.