Dominate the female queen with space: The husband is so stunning

There are hundreds of martial arts sects in Longyuan, big and small, but there are only four sects that are transcendent and famous, Qianmei Sect, Luosha Hall, Tingxuelou, and Jianyun Villa.

Yunxiao Peak, Qianmei Gate.

There are two thousand disciples in the sect, but there are hundreds of thousands of accomplished disciples scattered in various cities in Longyuan, which shows his status in the world.

In the martial arts arena, the sect master Zijie is instructing his disciples to practice martial arts. He is dressed in a gorgeous purple robe, with a collar and cuffs rimmed with gold wire, showing his nobility.

He is tall and tall, with a handsome face. There is an aura of calmness and authority between his brows, especially his eyes, which are originally extremely beautiful, but because they are as cold as a cold pool, people tend to ignore that beauty, and all they see is coldness and irritability.

All the disciples who were named by him remained silent.

Although Qianmeimen is famous for its poison making and charm skills, its martial arts is second only to Rakshasa Hall.

A white dove flew over and landed on Zijie's arm. He took the letter and let it fly. He read the words on it clearly, his stern expression did not change, and the letter turned into powder in his palm.

The disciple Ah Wu on the side saw this and asked in a low voice, "Master, is this the letter from the person in the palace?"

Zijie smiled coldly and said in a very disdainful tone, "Well, he wants to rebel and I lend troops to him. That's a good idea."

Ah Wu nodded in agreement, "Master's decision is right. The reason why our Qianmei Sect has been standing for a hundred years is because we stay on our own and do not participate in the court battles."

Zijie thought of something and frowned slightly, "She said in the letter that that person is also in the imperial city." That person refers to his junior brother Qingjie who killed his child and was hunted by him for more than ten years.

"Master, do you want to take a look?" As Zijie's only direct disciple, Ah Wu knew that her master had been looking for the murderer of her son.

She was also full of pity and sympathy for the little senior brother she had never met.

Suddenly there was a strong wind, and then a fragrance spread in the air. The disciples were not interested in practicing martial arts and whispered about the source of the fragrance.

Zi Ge smelled the familiar smell, his pupils tightened suddenly, and when he looked around, he saw the person he hated so much.

Before anyone could say anything, he yelled, "Qingjie, give my son back his life!" He made a fist with one hand and attacked Qingjie like a gust of wind and rain.

"Senior Brother, Junior Brother, I am flattered by your enthusiasm!" Qingjie smiled sinisterly and nimbly avoided his attack.

Zijie attacked quickly and fiercely, while Qingjie evaded lightly. They attacked and defended, and after dozens of rounds, they were evenly matched.

The disciples in the martial arts training ground had long been hiding away, admiring this wonderful fight with a keen eye.

I was curious about who the beautiful man in white was, and he was actually tied with the door owner.

Qing Ge raised his hands in surrender, "There's no point in continuing the fight. I surrender because I'm here to talk business with you."

Ziji kept attacking and roared loudly, "Stop talking nonsense, I have to kill you today!"

"Your son is not dead. I know where he is."

Zijie paused, his eyes showing ecstasy, "Are you serious?" Then he shook his head again, his eyes became fierce, "If you dare to lie to me, I will kill you!"

Another person flew toward Qingjie like a bolt of lightning, shooting out a row of flying knives from his hand. Qingjie quickly avoided it, and each of the flying knives penetrated several big trees and exploded with a loud bang, debris flying everywhere, and a dozen disciples were violently beaten. He was so shocked that he fainted on the spot.

"Am I stupid? I came all the way here just to lie to you?" Qingji chuckled. Seeing his unrelenting attack, she flew away with Qinggong. "You lunatic, forget it if you don't believe me. Can't I just leave? I'm the only one who can do that." I don’t have time to play with you.”

Zijie didn't expect him to leave as soon as he said so. He told Ah Wu to watch out for the disciples in the door and chased after him.