Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Jiang Taian clenched his fists, his nails deeply embedded in his palms, but he could not refute this cruel reality. He knew that he had really fallen this time, and the unwillingness and anger could only turn into deeper resentment, buried in his heart.

"Jiang Taian, you are so eager to deal with that kid yourself, is it really just for personal grudges? I'm afraid there is a deeper secret hidden in this? Does that kid have some key information that your Jiang family desires, or is he carrying a treasure that countless people dream of?"

A cold and sharp voice suddenly sounded in the crowd, like a poisonous snake in the dark night, silently spitting out its tongue and piercing Jiang Taian's heart.

"I heard that your Jiang family went to the South Region to pursue some treasure. Could it be that it is on this person?"

This voice was obviously sarcastic and provocative, making the atmosphere around them become subtle in an instant. Everyone either lowered their heads and chuckled or whispered to each other, obviously full of interest in this sudden speculation.

Jiang Taian's face changed suddenly when he heard this, as if the scar he didn't want to be known to others was revealed. He pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were like torches, and he scanned the concerns and curiosity around him, whether true or false, with mixed feelings in his heart.

He knew that these old foxes were as cunning as foxes and were not easy to fool. Even if he wanted to lie, it would be useless.

"Humph, you are smart." Jiang Taian finally spoke, his voice was low and powerful, with a hint of imperceptible anger.

"Yes, this eldest son does hide the heirloom of your Jiang family. That treasure is not only a symbol of your Jiang family's glory and power, but also a secret that you have guarded for generations. Now that it has fallen into the hands of the insiders, you, Jiang Xiqing, as a member of the family, naturally have no responsibility or obligation to take it back."

Speaking of that, Jiang Xiqing paused, his eyes became more serious, as if to announce my determination and position to everyone.

At this time, Ling Xiao stood aside with a playful smile on his lips, observing with disinterest the "joke" of Jiang Xiqing being embarrassed by the doubts of the crowd.

I was covered in blood, ragged, and in a state of embarrassment. Obviously, that battle was a disastrous victory for me.

As soon as this person finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter around him, and the atmosphere became subtle and simple. Various emotions flashed in everyone's eyes: curiosity, greed, teasing, and even a trace of gloating.

At the same time, some people remained calm. We knew that the risks and variables in it would be easily blinded by temporary interests.

We were like surrounding a farce that was about to end, looking forward to the more bland "performance" that followed.

As soon as this was said, the atmosphere in the crowd became even more subtle. Many people showed a concealed greed on their faces, as if the head girl had outlined the scene of herself owning this treasure in her mind.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and bitterness. The crowd around was shocked by the sudden change, and their eyes were cast on the two weaklings who were confronting each other. Although the battle between Peng Linxia and Jiang Taian had begun, the shock left behind lasted for a long time.

Those words were like a basin of hot water, extinguishing the fire of hope that had just ignited in Jiang Xiqing's heart. I knew very well that I had not yet become the target of public criticism. It was a foolish dream to want to prove the ownership of the treasure by just verbal disputes.

"What's more," another voice interrupted, with a bit of amusement in the tone, "there must be no such treasure that can make the Jiang family go to the southern region to pursue it, so its value must be extraordinary. Who would want to take such a bad thing for themselves? I'm afraid that even everyone present has been eager to make a move in their hearts, right?"

Then, a light roar seemed to sound between heaven and earth, and Jiang Taian fell suddenly from a low altitude in an almost out-of-control posture, like a meteorite hitting the ground, and hit hard nearby, dust flying and gravel splashing.

"Xiao'er, listen to your aunt, the next situation may be simpler. Later, you will find an opportunity to delay us, and Uncle Hong will also help you in secret. He must find an opportunity to take his mother away from there in danger. Remember, as long as they can escape, all the efforts and sacrifices you made when you ventured to the strange island that time will be worthless."

"But please listen to me, your Jiang family acts in a dark and upright manner, and has never been willing to rob in secret. Today's matter is your personal grudge with this eldest son, and it has something to do with you. If no one wants to take advantage of the fire, although you Peng Linxia is talented, you will definitely fight to the death to protect it, and never let the family treasure fall into the hands of thieves!"

Since before the drastic changes, I have been protected by my relatives. Now, how can I let my aunt die for me?

However, the leisure of the bystander did not last too long. The sky suddenly changed. I saw Jiang Taishan's figure like lightning, cutting through the sky, with a momentum that was not to be underestimated, and flew to the back in an instant.

I shook my head hastily, my eyes revealing an unquestionable determination, and my gaze fell gently and confidently on Jiang Taishan, as if to pass on that power to you.

"A joke? Haha, he said it very well." A voice suddenly sounded in the crowd, with a bit of teasing and contempt, as if mocking Jiang Xiqing's naivety.

"He said this is the treasure of their Jiang family. Can he convince the heavenly man with just his one-sided words? In those days, who had a little gimmick of "ancestral" or "secret treasure", but how many of them could really show it to the public?"

As he spoke, Jiang Taishan's eyes revealed his deep concern and compassion for Ling Xiao's mother and son. You are well aware of the hardships and difficulties along the way, and you understand even more what the decision at this moment means. However, for the danger of Ling Xiao's mother and son, you are willing to take all risks, even sacrifice yourself.

However, no matter what everyone is thinking, this initially provocative voice still hasn't stopped: "So, Jiang Xiqing, he said it was his but not his? In this world, there is such a leader. Unless he can come up with conclusive evidence. Come with the evidence, otherwise, it is still uncertain who the treasure belongs to."

Peng Lin's heart was touched by Jiang Taishan's deep love, and the ripples spread layer by layer, but it never wavered in my inner decision.

Although Peng Linxia looks slightly tired, her dark eyes are shining with the light of failure. There are almost no scars under your body. In contrast, Jiang Tai'an's tragic situation is even more shocking. I am lying here, breathing The head girl, who could barely move, had obviously lost the strength to fight anymore.

In that relaxed atmosphere, Jiang Taishan suddenly turned his head and looked at Ling Xiao with gentle and hesitant eyes. Your voice passed into Ling Xiao's ears quietly through the sound transmission technique: