in practical situations, you still need to be more offensive. 。Lin Zhi Lan did not speak. 。Fang Yu led her to the six bookshelves in the corner on the second floor. 。。Of the sword manuals, seventy per...They could still threaten the lives of everyone in the Lin family!

Moreover, the Jiang family still has an ancestor sitting in charge, so they are not necessarily afraid of Fang Yu.

This is the real reason why Jiang Gaohé is so confident.

Today's surface pretense is a marriage alliance, but at its core... it's no different from what's happening in the martial arts world across the scorching summer lands.

This is a family feud.

The Jiang family wants to annex the former one of the Eight Great Families, the Lin family!

"I give you three seconds, let go of my hand." Jiang Hao looked at Lin Zhenxu in front of him and said.

Lin Zhenxu's expression was stern, his eyes cold and sharp, showing no intention of letting go.

"Lin Zhenxu, you think your Lin family is still the same as before" Jiang Hao sneered. "In these three seconds, if you don't let go of my hand... I guarantee that for the next thirty years, you won't have a good day."

Hearing this, the faces of the other members of the Lin family all turned pale.

Lin Zhi Lan rose to her feet, her right hand already resting on the scabbard at her waist.

She is not good at expressing her emotions, and she doesn't like to talk much.

But at this moment, the anger and fighting spirit in her eyes were very obvious.

"Three..." A faint smile remained on Jiang Hao's face, looking utterly unrestrained.

Lin Zhenxu's eyes were cold, and she still held onto Jiang Hao's arm, showing no sign of letting go.

"Two...one."

Until she finished counting to three, Lin Zhenxu did not let go. other types of thrown weapons 。One day, two days passed. 。By the third morning, the back garden of the Treasure Pavilion had transformed into an armory. 。Many of them are inspired by modern spiritual...