Martial Soul: Be a Saint

As one of the masked men fell, when they saw the other person's face, the pressure that was pressing down on Jia Fan immediately disappeared.    

"Patriarch, why is it you? "Weren't you just now …" When Jia Fan saw the appearance of the black clothed man, he could not help but blurt out to him.    

Just a moment ago, he had seen the Patriarch leave the mourning hall. When he left, he had even specially instructed him to come to him tonight. There was something he needed to discuss with him.    

But how much time had passed, and he had come back with this outfit?    

"Jia Fan, come over, I have something to talk to you about!"    

Jia Tong said to him in a heavy voice.    

"Ugh …" Hearing that, Jia Fan was startled, and his gaze immediately turned to look at Wu Tianzong who was still masked.    

A hint of vigilance flashed past his eyes, causing Jia Tong to secretly admire him.    

Although the other party's strength was not that strong, his vigilance was enough to qualify for the post of Guard Captain. No wonder that bastard Jia Yi had set his sights on him.    

After careful observation, he and Wu Tianzong had already discovered the matter of the double.    

Because of this, they were extremely shocked. Wu Tianzong could not help but praise Jia Yi for his brilliant methods, which allowed him to learn a lot of new methods.    

"Patriarch, what is the matter? Is it impossible to say it here? "Why do you have to go somewhere else?" Jia Fan stared at him vigilantly, he slowly asked, his right hand had already unintentionally grabbed onto the blade hilt on his waist.    

However, all of these could not escape the eyes of Jia Tong and Wu Tianzong.    

A smile suddenly appeared on his face.    

With a sudden change in topic, Jia Tong praised: "Your vigilance isn't bad, but … Some things do not just rely on vigilance, because it is impossible to guard against! "    

"You … What did that mean? Who exactly are you? " Jia Fan stared at him and asked.    

"Follow me, don't try to make a move, because you won't have the chance!" Seeing that the situation had developed to this extent, Jia Tong did not want anything to happen to him, so he hastily released his soul consciousness's coercion to intimidate the other party. He did not want to explain any further to prevent any unforeseen events from happening.    

Very quickly, the two of them held onto Jia Fan and entered a dark room.    

When Jia Fan removed the pressure from the soul consciousness, his expression froze. He came to a realization that he was definitely not's opponent.    

However, Jia Tong was looking at him seriously, and suddenly said: "Jia Fan, I am your Clan Master, the one you saw earlier, is fake."    

"What? It's fake?"    

Hearing that, Jia Fan's heart shook, he became even more vigilant of Jia Tong's defenses.    

After retreating a few steps, he was still wary of Jia Tong, and asked with furrowed brows: "What do you mean, who the hell are you two …"    

Once he said that, Jia Tong could no longer hold it in, she raised her eyebrow at him and asked: "What, you still don't believe me?"    

"Believe you? What proof do you have for me to believe? And who is this person … "    

"Do you still remember that when This Patriarch was selecting the captain of the guards, he gave you two a difficult problem. In the end, you risked your life to win the recognition of the This Patriarch. And last year, you brought someone to carry out a mission for This Patriarch. In the end, because of your own fault, the mission failed and you were ruthlessly forgiven by the This Patriarch.    

In order to make him believe that his identity was real, Jia Tong very helplessly brought up many memories that he thought were the other party's unforgettable memories.