"What's weird?"
After thinking for a while, Tan Ruyan blinked her eyes, but still couldn't understand what Tan Jinglin meant.
"The man in the bamboo hat you mentioned is not simple."
Tan Jinglin sighed deeply, "If I guess correctly, this man in the bamboo hat should have magical powers that can lower his own level."
"The magical power that lowers the realm" Tan Ruyan couldn't help but exclaimed.
She naturally knows how rare this type of magical power is.
Generally, only a few families and very large sects can master it, and no one will leak it.
Therefore, it is extremely rare to be able to learn such a magical power.
"But dad, how can you judge that this man in a bamboo hat has the magical power to lower his own level?
Judging from the fact that he can easily deal with those slaves."
Tan Ruyan shook her head, "Although I admit that he is very neat in his attacks, but this is not It cannot be ruled out that he is a genius and has the ability to leapfrog challenges.
In this case, it is equivalent to saying that he has the power of at least the ninth level of False God.
It’s not as easy as killing a chicken to deal with a few virtual gods at the ninth level of the virtual god at the sixth level."
"But you ignored Yang Junhuan."
Tan Jinglin said.
Tan Ruyan suddenly realized that she had been ignoring the most important person: Yang Junhuan.
Perhaps it was because the man in the hat was too fierce before, killing several slaves in an instant, which left such a deep impression on her, so to a certain extent, she ignored that Yang Junhuan fainted without taking any action at all.
The fact that he was taken away by the other party.
"He was able to take him away so easily at the second level of the Heavenly God Realm without using poison.
Except that he suppressed his own realm and made us mistakenly think that he was in the False God Realm, there is no other possibility."
Tan Jinglin said firmly.
Seeing such a sure look in her father's eyes, Tan Ruyan was stunned for a moment.
She didn't know what level the man in the hat would be.
She calmly knocked out a god with her second turn.
During the whole process, she didn't feel anything at the side.
So is the man in the bamboo hat a god with five or six turns or seven turns?
"Although I am a seventh-level god, I can't guarantee that I can knock Yang Junhuan unconscious without making a sound.
After all, the children of the Yang family are basically capable of leapfrogging challenges.
Especially Yang Junhuan is known as a little genius in the Yang family.
"Tan Jinglin said something meaningful.
Hearing her father's words, Tan Ruyan couldn't help but feel in a trance.
"If you put it this way, the man in the hat who looks like he is only at the eighth level of the False God has even surpassed his father in realm.
So why did such a powerful person come to Qingfeng City, and had a conflict with the Yang family and even killed someone?
Didn't he Do you know that behind the Yang family is the Black Ling Sect?
In other words, he is not afraid of the Black Ling Sect?"
For a moment, Tan Ruyan thought of various possibilities in her mind.
However, there was no trace of fear on her face.
On the contrary, bursts of excitement flashed in her eyes.
In her heart, she actually wished that the whole thing would become more and more chaotic.
"Father, do you think this person has any grudge against the Yang family?"
Tan Ruyan suddenly raised a possibility.
Tan Jinglin moved his lips a few times and was about to speak when he suddenly saw Tan Ruyan's expectant eyes.
"If there is no back-up, I still have reservations about challenging the Yang family single-handedly."
After hesitating for a while, Tan Jinglin still said what was in his heart.
Tan Ruyan's eyes became slightly gloomy, but she soon regained her energy.
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"It doesn't matter, father.
Even if this man in the bamboo hat didn't have any enmity with the Yang family before, he does now, and Yang Junhuan is also in his hands."
Tan Ruyan bit her lower lip gently, "Once Yang Junhuan dies, he and I will The marriage contract between them does not count, and even if it does.
If Yang Junhuan can return safely this time, then the Yang family will definitely be in chaos for a while, and we are not expected to be here for the time being.
This means that we have room to turn around, and we can think of some ways to delay the time.
One delay.
Anyway, I will never marry Yang Junhuan."
Looking at Tan Ruyan's determined face, Tan Jinglin sighed silently.
He also didn't want his daughter to marry Yang Junhuan from the Yang family.
He had no choice but to agree because of the Yang family's power.
But this time, Tan Jinglin himself didn't know why, but he felt that there might really be room for change in this matter.
And the root of all this is related to the mysterious man in a bamboo hat.
"I will go to the Yang family first to comfort them and inquire about the news."
After a while, Tan Jinglin said.
Suddenly, he seemed to have remembered something, and said seriously to Tan Ruyan: "Let's solve this matter."
Before that, don’t step out of the city lord’s palace.
Also, you are absolutely not allowed to go to the pavilion outside the city that the man in the hat said.”
Tan Ruyan puffed up her cheeks and was about to say the word "why" when something suddenly occurred to her and she decided to give in.
She nodded and agreed.
Tan Jinglin worriedly gave a few more instructions before leaving.
Tan Ruyan waited for Tan Jinglin to leave and then waited for another half an hour before avoiding the guards and maids in the city lord's palace and heading towards the pavilion outside Qingfeng City.
Qin Yi practiced cross-legged until dusk fell and the sun began to set, when God's Angry Eyes finally saw a group of people hurrying towards the pavilion.
"The efficiency is too low."
Qin Yi muttered, and with an angry look from the God of Movement, the realm of the eight cultivators who came over was immediately clear to everyone.
"One god at level four, one god at level two, and six virtual gods at level eight.
This lineup doesn't seem to think highly of me."
Qin Yi smacked his lips, stood up, and held the unconscious Yang Junhuan in his hand.
Just dragging it on the ground, walking towards the pavilion.
The Yang family members who arrived first stopped more than ten feet away from the pavilion.
The leader was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his fifties.
His face was purple, and his nose was as big as a persimmon poking into his face.
His whole face looked very funny, but he didn't dare to let it go if he was in the fourth state of the gods.
People make fun of him easily.
Next to him is a man in his thirties who is a second-level god.
This man also has a big nose.
He looks exactly like the middle-aged man in his fifties.
People can tell at a glance that they are father and son. .
The other six virtual gods of the eighth level were dressed as house slaves and followed behind these two people, all looking respectful.
"You guys, go over there and take a look."
Yang Wei, who was in his thirties, winked at the house slave behind him.
Immediately, three house slaves rushed towards the pavilion quickly, each responsible for one direction, and began to search carefully.
Taking advantage of this time, Yang Wei took a step towards his father Yang Chuyu and asked in a low voice: "Father, what do you think of today's matter?"
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