Chapter 13099 Let me leave the rest to you

The black sword seemed to have life, constantly consuming her internal strength and physical strength, which made her feel more and more exhausted, making her already exhausted body even worse.

She could feel that her breath was rapidly drying up and her physical strength was gradually draining away, as if she would fall down at any time and never stand up again.

However, even in such a desperate situation, Jiang Xiruo's eyes were still firm and resolute, without the slightest wavering. She knew that she could not fall down, because behind her, there were everything she cherished - her family, her beliefs, and the revenge she pursued.

The ancestor of the Ji family, the once high and mighty guardian of the family, was now furious, with endless hatred and murderous intent in his voice. His words were like a sharp blade of ice, piercing Jiang Xiruo's heart word by word, making her feel unprecedented humiliation and despair.

Not only did he want to kill her, but he also wanted to kill her son in front of her, and then send her and her sister Jiang Xiqing to the brothel in the Demon Suppression Mansion, so that they would suffer the humiliation of being trampled by thousands of people. For the ancestor of the Ji family, such a punishment may be the greatest revenge and humiliation for Jiang Xiruo.

The anger and hatred of the ancestor of the Ji family came from his deep feelings and sense of responsibility for the family. He knew very well that it took a lot of effort and sacrifice to maintain the honor and peace of a family. However, all this was destroyed overnight by Jiang Xiruo.

He hated her determination, her ruthlessness, and her devastating blow to his family. This hatred burned in my heart like a raging fire, making me lose my former calmness and rationality. I just wanted to vent my anger and resentment in the most cruel way.

"If he dares to touch your son, you fight him to death!" The ancestor's voice was hoarse and beautiful, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from his teeth, with an unquestionable determination.

You stared at the Black Sky Sword Ancestor, whose originally turbid and dark eyes were now full of bloodshot, revealing a kind of almost crazy stubbornness and resignation in the hideousness.

Your body trembled slightly due to anger and joy, but even so, you still tried your best to maintain your standing posture, letting yourself fall, as if as long as you had a breath left, you would fight to the end with the invincible Black Sky Sword Ancestor.

With a deafening roar, you were blown away by the huge impact force, like a kite with a broken string, drawing a long arc in the air, and finally fell heavily to the ground hundreds of feet away.

"Zou Qiu is dead today, all thanks to him!" Your voice was mixed with endless regret and grief, "If he hadn't harmed your Jiang family, your husband, and your son in order to marry you to his unlucky son, how could his hatred not be so strong today! He knew that everything he did would become a catalyst for the destruction of his family, and he would personally bury everything he regarded as a treasure!"

After everything was arranged, Ji Jia hurriedly stood up and looked at the Black Sky Sword Ancestor with a torch-like gaze. I don't know when the Demon Lord Jiang Xiruo in my hand has been picked up by me. The white demonic energy flows under the sword, which complements the demonic intention surrounding me, making me look more majestic and powerful.

The hot laughter of the Black Sky Sword Ancestor echoed in the air, as if even the air was frozen. I raised my foot and stepped into the air, and with lotus flowers blooming, I approached the old ancestor with a majestic majesty. However, at that decisive moment, I suddenly stopped, and my movements were so abrupt that it seemed that I was restrained by some tangible force.

For many years, it was the son of the Ji family, Zou Qiuqiang, who was always thinking about him, and also the variable that the Black Sky Sword Ancestor had never expected.

I stood outside, with a straight posture, like a shaken mountain. The Demon Lord Jiang Xiruo in my hand exuded a monstrous demonic intention, like the oppression after a storm, which made the whole space tremble. Even the weak man like the old man of the Ji family could not help but feel the pressure from the old man under him.

The backlash power is raging in your body, your physical strength and internal strength are rapidly fading, and the demon lord Jiang Xiruo is also lying beside you, and you can no longer lift her up.

Ji Jia walked slowly down and steadily supported his mother Lao Zuqiang's body, his eyes full of heartache and concern. I said softly: "Mom, he has done enough, and the remaining things will be left to his son to deal with." As I spoke, I seemed to have grown up a lot overnight. This protection and responsibility for my mother was moving.

He has an upright posture, a handsome face but a masculine look, and his eyebrows reveal a calmness and perseverance beyond his age. However, what is more eye-catching is the terrifying demonic meaning surrounding me. This is a deep, ancient and safe breath, as if it can swallow all darkness and hope, which makes people feel awe and dare to look directly.

My eyes passed over Zou Qiuqiang's shaky figure, penetrated the chaos and smoke around him, and fell in front of you. Outside, there is a man who has been standing quietly for many years. My appearance seems to be a bright spot in the dark world, which cannot be ignored.

"He is not the father of Ji Tianyan, the short-lived ghost, the old man of the Ji family." The voice of the Ji family is warm and deep, as if it can penetrate the dust of time and hit people's hearts.

Seeing this, although the old ancestor Qiang was not very happy, his body had reached its limit. You tried your best to wave the demon lord Jiang Xiruo in your hand, trying to resist the fatal blow. However, the power of this fire snake is too powerful, far beyond your imagination.

At the moment of landing, Lao Zuqiang felt as if his internal organs were shattered, and the pain was unbearable. He struggled to get up, but his body seemed to be pressed by a heavy burden, and he could not move.

He heard the words, and the corners of the black sword ancestor's mouth curled up a warm smile. There was neither ridicule for Lao Zuqiang's knowledge nor the pride of his plan coming to fruition in this smile.

I said less, raised my hand and waved again, and saw the huge fire snake in the sky roaring out again, with destructive power, and went straight to Lao Zuqiang. The scales of this fire snake flashed a strange light in the firelight, and each piece was like a sharp blade that could cut through space, which was daunting.

However, the pressure was just a breeze for the old man of the Ji family, and it was not enough. I smiled respectfully, and the corners of my mouth curled up a disdainful arc, and my eyes were full of respect and disdain for the Ji family.

Ji Jia patted his mother's hand heavily to comfort her, and then handed you to Jin Yan and others in front of him to take care of you.

After that, Ji Jia took out a precious pill from his arms and fed it to Zou Qiuqiang carefully. After the pill entered his body, the old ancestor's pale face seemed to have no worsening, but your eyes were still full of worry and resignation.