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Chapter 875 The twenty-third generation heir

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    Wang Jing struggled hard for a while, but it didn't help.

    While he was struggling, there was a sudden loud noise from the sky, followed by an extremely rare heavy rain!

    This heavy rain came without warning!

    The downpour of rain hit the ground, making loud noises, like thunder, which was terrifying.

    The firewood piled at Wang Jing's feet was soaked to the skin, and the fire that reflected the sky was extinguished without even a single spark left.

    Wang Jing looked up at the timely heavy rain and breathed a sigh of relief.

    The middle-aged men and others watching the battle from a distance were soaked by the heavy rain, and their wet hair stuck to their foreheads, making them look very embarrassed.

    Before they could find shelter from the rain, the rain stopped.

    "What's going on?"

    When the young disciple saw this evil scene, he was frightened and timidly said to the middle-aged man: "Masterhave we gone too far and even God can't stand it?"

    He looked at the extinguished fire in front of him and Wang Jing, who was tied up and unharmed on the tree, but hesitated to speak.

    "Shut up, don't talk if you can't speak, no one will treat you as a mute!"

    The middle-aged man got caught in the rain for no reason. He was in a bad mood and his face was gloomy. Hearing what the young disciple said, he became even more furious.

    He stretched out his big palm of cattail leaf fan and slapped the young disciple directly.

    The young disciple¡¯s neck shrank, and tears welled up in pain.

    When other people surrounding the middle-aged man saw this scene, they did not dare to say anything and stood with the middle-aged man with a gloomy expression.

    He just stood there for a while.

    The middle-aged man thought carefully and said to the people around him: "You two, go and get the altar table from my room. I want to ask the old man."

    The men under him were all young and had nimble legs and feet, so they quickly carried the altar table over.

    There are many tributes placed on the offering table, including roast chicken, pig heads, seasonal fruits, etc.

    The middle-aged man lit the incense respectfully and kowtowed a few times. Just as he was about to put it in the incense burner, the ashes suddenly fell on the back of his hand, which made him quickly take his hand back.

    But it¡¯s still a step too late.

    The middle-aged man glanced at the back of his hand that was burned red, and his expression became more gloomy. He thought to himself, this is the Evil Ancestor, and they don¡¯t approve of him doing this?

    Could it be thatthis Wang Jing has some powerful background?

    Will it cause him troublesome consequences?

    The middle-aged man came back to his senses and found that the incense had long been extinguished. He clenched his fists and tried again, but this time, he fully learned his lesson and became much faster.

    The incense has been inserted into the incense burner.

    The middle-aged man just breathed a sigh of relief when the incense ash turned a corner and fell on the back of his hand at an incredible angle.

    Middle-aged man: ""

    When everyone around saw this scene, their eyes widened when they looked at me and me.

    Wang Jing, who was tied to the tree, felt quite relieved when he saw this scene. Yes, it burned well!

    Just when everyone was staring at the altar, Qiao Yanran suddenly turned over, rolled over from under the altar and sat on the one-meter-high altar. She stared at the middle-aged man with a smile and said in a sinister tone: "My dear grandson, please get up quickly. Now  It¡¯s not the New Year yet, and I don¡¯t get any lucky money for kowtow.¡±

    As she spoke, she tore off a roasted chicken leg from the altar table and ate it.

    "You, you are the one who is causing trouble!"

    When the middle-aged man saw her appearing, he immediately understood what was going on. He was so angry that he stepped forward and overturned the altar table!

    Being played and manipulated like this by this yellow-haired girl is simply a great shame and humiliation!

    "Plop¡ª¡ª"

    The offering table was overturned, the plates and cups on it fell to the ground, and the tributes also fell into the sewage.

    Qiao Yanran landed firmly on the ground without being affected at all.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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