Chapter 259
Jun Jiuxiao knew what the skinny guy was laughing at, because his father, who was at the peak of the Saint King Realm, was coming.
Skinny guy thought that he could control him when his father came, but that was just a foolish dream.
His father came, but he was just another delivery man.
When the skinny guy's father was about to come, Jun Jiuxiao said loudly: "Who can I be afraid of Long Aotian of the Heavenly Sword Alliance? I have the treasure given by my grandfather, and even if the Immortal King comes, he will have to be my dog."
Jun Jiuxiao stepped on the head of the young master of the White Tiger Clan, "Kitten? Or puppy? What do you say you are?"
The young master of the White Tiger Clan had his eyes wide open, and his eyes were full of unwillingness to admit defeat.
Jun Jiuxiao stepped harder and harder, stepping the head of the young master of the White Tiger Clan into the mud.
At this time, the skinny guy's father arrived.
He did not act immediately, "Daoist friend of the Heavenly Sword Alliance, why did you attack the young master of my clan for no reason?"
Jun Jiuxiao raised his smooth chin again, looking like a second-generation ancestor.
"I just hit him when I'm in a bad mood. I hit him when I want to. What? Do I have to choose a day to hit him?"
After saying that, Jun Jiuxiao stomped the head of the young master of the White Tiger Clan into the ground. The big tiger head was already buried in the ground, and the white tiger hair was covered with mud.
"You... stop it, let go of my young master."
The thin father became anxious. Others could die, even his son could die, but the young master couldn't.
The young master had the blood of the ancestral atavism, and was the hope for the revitalization of their White Tiger Clan.
"What can I do if I don't let you go? Come and hit me, please, come and hit me."
Jun Jiuxiao imitated the second-generation ancestor of the Xiao family that he met before and begged for a fight.
Ji Lanqing was covering her mouth and laughing. Her husband's arrogant look was also very beautiful.
She must give birth to a few children for her husband. The children of her and her husband are small and so arrogant, which must be very cute.
No, I have to work hard to cultivate, otherwise, if the child goes out to bully others, their elders will come to the door, and what should I do if I can't beat them?
Ji Lanqing's thoughts diverged, and she had already thought of supporting the child.
Ji Lanqing clenched her fists and secretly vowed in her heart that she must work hard to cultivate so that she can become the child's support for bullying in the future.
Jun Jiuxiao's arrogance made the thin bamboo pole's father unbearable, and he directly attacked Jun Jiuxiao.
Jun Jiuxiao did not solve the problem with a slap this time. He pretended to fight with the thin bamboo pole's father on equal terms.
After the two people fought, Ji Lanqing stopped thinking about it and watched Jun Jiuxiao and the thin bamboo pole's father fight intently.
She looked nervous. When she looked at Jun Jiuxiao, she was gentle, affectionate and worried. When she saw the thin bamboo pole's father, she had a murderous expression, and she wished she could kill the thin bamboo pole's father herself.
Jun Jiuxiao felt that the fight was almost over and it was time to end.
He took out a dark ball of light that he had just rubbed with his hands and threw it at the thin bamboo pole's father.
The thin bamboo pole's father was also hit by a ball of light and half-knelt on the ground.
Jun Jiuxiao started his performance again, "You bunch of trash dare to mess with me, but I have the Tianjian League as my backer, how can I be afraid of you?"
Then, the young master of the White Tiger tribe suffered the same old crime again, and Jun Jiuxiao stepped on the young master of the White Tiger tribe's butt again.
The young master of the White Tiger tribe was in so much pain that he couldn't scream. After all, his head was still buried underneath, and there was no kind person to help him pull it out.
He cursed Jun Jiuxiao in his heart, scolding him for being arrogant, scolding him for not knowing to change someone to step on, why did he only step on himself.
The fat guy over there must be more comfortable than himself.
The thin bamboo pole's father knew that he couldn't fight, so he planned to go back to the White Tiger tribe to ask for help.
After a simple breath adjustment, he immediately ran away, shouting to Jun Jiuxiao as he ran, "Long Aotian, wait, I'll go to the tribe to ask for the tribe leader."
"If you dare to hurt my young master, my tribe leader will definitely go to the Heavenly Sword Alliance to seek justice for the young master."
"Young master, please be patient, I will bring the tribe leader to rescue you immediately."
The thin bamboo pole's father ran very fast, and Jun Jiuxiao suspected that he was not a pure-blooded tiger demon, but a hybrid of a bird and a tiger, otherwise how could he run so fast.
Jun Jiuxiao deliberately let the thin bamboo pole's father run away, otherwise how would the tiger tribe know that the Heavenly Sword Alliance killed their young master.
"Hehe, I hope the tiger tribe will go to the Heavenly Sword Alliance to make trouble."
Jun Jiuxiao finally mercifully pulled the head of the young master of the white tiger tribe out of the ground.
"Xiao Qing'er, do you want this white tiger skin?"
Ji Lanqing was a little disgusted with the dusty white tiger master now, "I don't want it, it's so dirty and smells bad."
"Then just take his tiger bones, tiger meat is not tasty."
Under the shocked eyes of the white tiger master, Jun Jiuxiao finished him off and took out his tiger bones.
"It's your turn now." Jun Jiuxiao looked at the remaining fewThe tiger walked away.
Only one pair of their eyes could move, and they were filled with pleading and fear.
Jun Jiuxiao quickly dealt with them, pulled out the tiger bones, and threw away the blood-stained gloves.
"Xiao Qing'er, after returning to the holy land, your husband will make you some tiger bone wine, okay?"
"Okay." Ji Lanqing hugged Jun Jiuxiao's arm, her voice gentle.
The moment Jun Jiuxiao was hugged by Ji Lanqing, he was frozen.
Ji Lanqing's softness made his arm fall into a gentle trap, too soft.
Jun Jiuxiao didn't speak all the time. Ji Lanqing turned his head to look at Jun Jiuxiao, "Husband, what are you thinking about, so absorbed."
"Ahem... I'm thinking about my Xiao Qing'er, who is really ambitious, tolerant, and magnificent."
"I can't stand it."
After saying that, Jun Jiuxiao's eyes swept over his arm.
Ji Lanqing followed Jun Jiuxiao's gaze and saw that she was restraining Jun Jiuxiao's arm.
Ji Lanqing not only did not shyly let go of her hand, but also hugged Jun Jiuxiao's arm tighter.
She leaned her head on Jun Jiuxiao's shoulder, her voice tender and gentle, "Husband, do you like it? Would you like it more like this?"
Ji Lanqing said while tightening her arms even more. Jun Jiuxiao had been trapped in the gentle trap.
There was only a mess of color waste in his mind now.
"I like it very much..." Jun Jiuxiao's voice was a little hoarse.
There was also business, and the people of the Tiger Clan were coming soon. He wanted to keep the Tiger Clan to find trouble with the Heavenly Sword Alliance and didn't want to exterminate the clan again.
Jun Jiuxiao slowly and hard pulled his arm out of Ji Lanqing's arms and turned to clasping his fingers tightly.
"Xiao Qing'er, let's leave first."
"Well, I'll listen to my husband." Ji Lanqing felt that she could accept holding Jun Jiuxiao's arm and holding his fingers tightly, as long as she could touch her husband's body.
Not long after Jun Jiuxiao took Ji Lanqing away, the skinny father came here with the tiger tribe leader.
As soon as the tiger tribe leader arrived, he saw his son's body, and the pure white fur was obvious.
He hugged his son's body and cried bitterly, his eyes showing sadness.
"Long Aotian, Tianjian League, I can't coexist with you."
"I want you to pay for your blood debt with blood!!!"