When Jiang Chen heard Murong Chong say this, the shock in his heart could not calm down for a long time.

He did not expect that in just three years, the changes in the ancient martial arts world would be so great.

It seems that slaying dragons three years ago brought enough benefits to everyone.

The current situation has become even more chaotic.

"By the way, what about the blood clan? What have the blood clans been doing in the past three years?" Jiang Chen asked.

Murong Chong said: "The blood clan has always been very low-key. Except for the first blood emperor occasionally coming out and jumping around, the other blood clan strongmen hardly showed up. Just like the blood clan has no strong men except the first blood emperor. He should be afraid of the ancient warriors of the Great Xia, so he chose to be low-key."

"oh."

Jiang Chen said oh.

Then, he held the wine glass and said, "Why do you care about so much? I am free now, so I won't go to this muddy water."

"Can you bear it?"

Murong Chong asked, "There are so many strong people in Daxia now. You have practiced the Qiankun Art. This is an extraordinary martial art. Although your current strength has not entered the Ninth Realm, you are not weak. Don't you want to meet these strong people?"

"No more interest."

Jiang Chen leaned on the chair.

Now, Chuchu is about to give birth.

He doesn't want to go out anymore.

Isn’t it leisurely and free in this small village that is isolated from the world?

"Too."

Murong Chong smiled and said, "If everyone is like you, without desire, and wants to live a simple life, then the world will be much simpler."

“Ha~”

Jiang Chen smiled faintly and said, "I won't say anything anymore. I'll plant the medicine I've got up the mountain this time."

As Jiang Chen said, he stood up, took the back of the yard and started to plant herbs.

And Murong Chong also left.

At this moment, Daxia, Yihua Palace.

This is a magnificent palace.

On the first seat of the palace, a woman sat.

The woman looks only in her twenties, wearing a gorgeous long dress and looking very beautiful, with a hint of coldness on her beautiful face.

There were many people kneeling on the ground in the palace.

There are men and women.

"The whereabouts of Jiang Chen have been found. Now he was born in a remote mountain village in Southeast Province. He lives in seclusion with Tang Chuchu. Moreover, Tang Chuchu is still pregnant and will give birth in one or two months."

A man kneeling on the ground spoke in fear.

The first woman is Wumeng, the palace master of Yihua Palace.

Her former name was Jiang Wumeng.

However, now she has left the Jiang family.

She didn't even want the Jiang surname of the Jiang family, and she was called Wumeng.

Wumeng slowly stood up and said, "I understand, go down."

The sound is very beautiful, but it is cold, and it feels like keeping people from thousands of miles away.

She slowly left Yihua Palace.

A day later, he appeared at the Hu family in the southwest.

The Hu family is an ancient martial arts family.

However, the overall strength of this family is not very strong.

The strength of the head of the Hu family is only five realms.

Today is the 90th birthday of Hu Feng, the head of the Hu family.

Many wealthy people and celebrities in the southwest gathered in the Hu family to celebrate their birthday.

Hu Fei was wearing a red coat with a red light on his face, and greeted everyone enthusiastically.

The atmosphere on site was very lively.

Da da da da da.

Footsteps resounded.

A woman walked in slowly.

As soon as she entered, she immediately became the focus of attention of the audience. The noisy scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were on the woman walking towards her.

She was wearing a gorgeous dress, with outstanding temperament and a peerless and weathered beauty.

"Who is this?"

"What a beautiful woman."

"Is this a fairy?"

"Don't talk nonsense, this should be Mr. Hu's friend in the ancient martial arts world, and his strength is extraordinary."

Some people communicated in a low voice.

Hu Fei also saw Wu Meng walking towards him. He was slightly stunned, with a puzzled look on his face. This is Jiang Wumeng, who used to be Jiang family, and is Wumeng, the palace master of Yihua Palace now? Why did she come?

After a little shock, Hu Fei walked over with a bright smile on his face: "The arrival of the Lord of Yihua Palace is really a surprise to me. Please sit down."

In recent times, Yihua Palace Wumeng has been a big exodus, and it is difficult for Hu Fei to not know.

He thought Wumeng was here to celebrate his birthday.

Stand up straight and greet Wumeng warmly.

Wumeng glanced at him, looked cold, stretched out his slender hand and raised his hand and palmed it.

Terrible force swept through.

This palm hit Hu Fei directly.

His body was instantly knocked away.

“…”

Hundreds of people at the scene.

But, there was a silence like death.

Only the sound of Hu Fei falling to the ground,

Hu Fei fell to the ground, blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth. He wanted to get up, but Wu Meng's palm directly broke the meridians in his body. He couldn't stand up even if he wanted to get up.

"you……"

He looked at Wumeng with horror.

"Master of Yihua Palace, my Hu family has no grudges with you recently, and has no grudges in the past. What do you mean?"

He asked.

Even though his strength is not as good as Wu Meng, he is no longer afraid of it now.

"Today, if you don't give me an explanation, my Hu family will definitely go to the Tianshan Sect to seek justice and attack Yihua Palace."

He was very vocal.

Wumeng looked at Hu Fei who was lying on the ground and vomiting blood, and said lightly: "This trip is three hundred kilometers eastward. There is a small village where Jiang Chen lives in seclusion. If he wants to survive, he will find Jiang Chen. If he takes action to save you within three days, you will live. After three days, you will die."

Wumeng left a sentence, turned around and left.

She left the mouth and then everyone walked towards Hu Fei.

The Hu family helped Hu Fei up from the ground in panic.

"Hurry, go find Jiang Chen."

"No, carry the old man away."

At this moment, Jiang Chen was squatting on the ground again, observing the grass with bright red flowers.

Under his gaze, he could clearly sense that there was spiritual energy flowing inside the grass.

He raised his hand and activated the Qiankun Art's mental method.

At this moment, the spiritual energy in the grass was actually absorbed by him.

The spiritual energy enters the body and penetrates the limbs and bones.

He was feeling comfortable all over.
To be continued...