In the main hall of Yangxin Hall, the wind and snow howled.

The green-robed old man's sleeves fluttered. He pointed out, and the cold wind and flying snow behind him gathered at his fingertips, turning into a long wind and snow dragon, and his energy locked on Zhao Wujiang.

Zhao Wujiang made swords with his fingers. The sword energy in his hand was vast, and he wanted to break through the world at the old man's fingertips.

For an instant, the wind and snow in the palace became eerily still, and the snowflakes hovered in the air, trembling slightly, like flying snow blades ready to strike.

Zhao Wujiang felt that the sword energy was imprisoned within three feet of his body and it was difficult to shoot out.

Although he didn't use all his strength, he also knew that the old man in green robe didn't use all his strength either, but just casually wanted to take him down.

"Huh." The old man in green robes said softly. He was a little surprised by the young man in black robes in front of him. He could actually block his attack. It seemed that his cultivation was quite good.

His finger would be impossible for an ordinary grandmaster to block, and if it were a grandmaster, he would have been restrained by him and unable to move.

"Master, Master Zhao!" A figure flew over from outside the hall, it was Jia Jiujiu.

A nineteen-year-old just discovered that A had returned to the capital, and hurriedly went to greet him, but since A had been connected to the imperial city, his pace was a few steps slower.

When he arrived, he felt that there was a strong aura spreading out from the Yangxin Palace, and he immediately understood what happened. It must be that Jiayi met Zhao Wujiang in the Yangxin Palace, had a misunderstanding, and thought that Zhao Wujiang had ulterior motives.

man of.

Jia Jiu came with all his strength, his breath slightly disordered. As soon as he stepped into the main hall, he saw the two people confronting each other. Seeing that both of them were unharmed, he breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly explained:

"Sir, the one in front of you is Mr. Zhao Wujiang, please stop.

Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao is now the head of the Longyin Guard, and he is one of our own."

"Are you Zhao Wujiang?" The old man in green robe withdrew his hand and looked at Zhao Wujiang with slightly narrowed eyes.

Zhao Wujiang nodded, lightly held his left hand, and retracted the vast sword energy.

"They all say that you are extremely talented and have superb medical skills, and that you are favored by the emperor. But I never thought that you actually have such a level of cultivation, which is pretty good..."

When Jia knew that the person in front of him was Zhao Wujiang, he was somewhat surprised. Zhao Wujiang was a little more outstanding than he knew.

Zhao Wujiang's eyes flickered. As the leader of the Longyin Guards, he must be busy with important tasks after being absent from the palace for a long time. Now that he is back in Beijing, it seems that things have been settled.

Moreover, when Zhao Wujiang confronted Jia Yi before, he clearly felt Jia Yi's advanced cultivation level, and with a casual finger, he was faintly at a disadvantage. So Jia Yi's cultivation level is most likely to be at the heaven level.

Or a strong man who has reached the threshold of heaven.

Then if he has any questions, he can ask Jia Yi.

"Your Excellency, the emperor is discussing important matters in the royal study. He will return to the Yangxin Hall around noon." Zhao Wujiang smiled gently.

From Jia Jiu's attitude and title, including Jia Yi's name when he first met, he could conclude that Jia Yi was different from other Long Yin Guards.

Because the other Longyin Guards all call themselves subordinates or old slaves, etc., while Jiayi calls himself an old minister, Jiajiujiu also calls Jiayi a great man, which shows that Jiayi's status is not unusual.

But this is a matter of course. After all, if what Jia, Er and San said in their previous chat is correct, then Jia Yi is a strong man who is over a hundred years old, and his strength is evident.

And being over a hundred years old means that Jiayi has protected at least three generations of kings in Daxia, so his status in Daxia must be very high, and he is also a loyal person.

Jia Yi was not wearing a mask, he had white eyebrows and a long beard, and his eyes were cold. His expression softened, he nodded slightly, and then made a gesture to tell Jia Nineteen to retreat.

Jia Jiu Gong claimed that it was true, but he had already made up his mind and decided to go to the imperial study room to tell the emperor about the current situation.

When Jia Jiu left, the door closed automatically.

Jiayi put his hands on his back, still looking cold, and slowly walked towards Zhao Wujiang:
Chapter completed!