White snow was flying, and the cold wind roared unbridled in the void.
Looking from a distance, Nifeng City seems to be shrouded in a white veil, making it look a bit out of place.
Snowflakes were still flying, and bursts of noise came from the manors of the major families in Headwind City, almost presenting a lively scene.
The Ximen Family, a thousand-year-old family in Headwind City, has a history no less than that of the Ye family. At this moment, in the attic deep in the Ximen Family's manor, figures inside were shaking.
The Ximen Family has gradually faded out of the top families in Headwind City for hundreds of years, but its strength is no less than that of the ordinary second-level families.
A little white gas came out of the stove, and the whole house seemed extremely quiet. Occasionally, the sound of wood exploding could be heard.
The leader was clearly the head of the Ximen Family, Ximen Chuiyu, with two sword eyebrows on his face that stood out as if carved out of sculpture.
The people sitting below are actually the heads of other aristocratic families in Niefeng City. Looking up from a distance, there are dozens of figures, which means that the aristocratic families here actually occupy two-thirds of Niefeng City.
The atmosphere in the entire room was slightly silent, and the faces of the heads of the small aristocratic families were full of worry, and they looked eagerly at the leader, Ximen Chuiyu.
A few moments later, Ximen Chuiyu's slightly thick voice suddenly sounded: "You mean he's back?"
Hearing this, Mo Ri, the head of the Mo family who was sitting in the second seat, stood up, with a trace of worry on his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice: "Yesterday evening, the spies sent back news that in the evening, there were hundreds of people riding wind horses.
The men in black rushed to the Ye family from the city gate. The expressions of those men in black were black cloaks and silver masks. As we all know, they are the Ye family's Ye family army!"
Ye Jiajun! Those killing machines without blinking an eye! After Mo Ri said about Ye Jiajun, he obviously felt that the atmosphere in the room was getting tighter. After a pause, he continued: "As you all know, a few days ago, Xuantian Sect,
The Ziyang Sect and the Lei Dong Sect were destroyed by the Ye Family Army led by Ye Shaohan. Now that the Ye Family Army has returned, Ye Shaohan must have also returned to the Ye Family, which means that Ye Shaohan is now in Niefeng City!"
Ye Shaohan! As soon as the name came out, the expressions of everyone in the room changed slightly. Almost at the same time, everyone felt a chilling air, as if the name Ye Shaohan represented endless killing.
Everyone was extremely opposed to this name, but they could not ignore it. This name represented the fall of dozens of Spirit Emperor realm warriors and the tragic death of several lives.
The person Ximen Chuiyu was talking about was naturally referring to Ye Shaohan. Hearing this, even Ximen Chuiyu frowned. He knew that even if he was on the second level of the Spirit Emperor Realm, he would have little chance against Ye Shaohan.
The atmosphere in the room became more and more silent, and Mo Ri's face also showed a trace of worry. He shook his head helplessly, sat down and said nothing again.
There was a deathly silence in the house, and the crackling sound of the wood sounded so harsh to everyone's ears at this moment.
There was even a trace of fear on the faces of the heads of the small aristocratic families, and they were filled with regret as to why they joined this stupid chamber of commerce out of greed for profit in the first place.
However, no matter how regretful they were, at this moment, what they were thinking about was how to survive the disaster in front of them. Only now did they remember that the Lei Dong Sect was destroyed. They were not so naive as to think that the evil star would kindly let them go.
"Will that evil star destroy our entire clan?" At this moment, one of the heads of the aristocratic family hissed and asked the other head next to him.
Although this voice was low, it seemed extremely clear at this moment. Hearing this, the heads of various aristocratic families showed worries. With so many people dying at the hands of the evil star, would the evil star mind more?
"He won't do that! If he kills the aristocratic families present, it will definitely cause panic among the aristocratic families in Huangfeng. At that time, even if the Ye family is powerful, they may not be able to cope with the siege of many aristocratic families!"
Jian Mei frowned slightly, Ximen Chuiyu was also very worried at the moment and could not bear to say it, but his words had a consoling effect, and the heads of the aristocratic families could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Haha, it's just the Kazuye family, and you are so scared, it's ridiculous!"
Suddenly, a slightly mocking voice suddenly sounded in the house, and the voice was a young man standing in front of the door. The young man leaned his back against the doorpost, holding a leaf in the corner of his mouth, and his long hair draped on his shoulders could not cover it.
The handsome face of the young man.
At this moment, there was a trace of ridicule on the corner of the young man's mouth, and he looked at the people in the room with mocking eyes. At the same time, under the gaze of everyone, the young man walked to the empty seat next to Ximen Chuiyu and sat down, without looking at him at all.
Ximen Chuiyu glanced at him.
The head of the aristocratic family, who originally looked slightly angry, couldn't help but smile apologetically when he saw the visitor, and at the same time there was a hint of flattery on his face.
On the contrary, Ximen Chuiyu's expression did not change at all, he looked at the young man beside him, cupped his hands and said, "I wonder if Mr. Situ has a way to solve this?"
Situ, this surname is well-known in the Huangfeng Kingdom, especially in the Imperial Capital of the Huangfeng Kingdom, because the Situ family is one of the four major families there, and the young man in front of him is the Situ family sent to assist Niefeng City this time.
When Situ Yun, a member of the aristocratic family, heard this, he did not answer Ximen Chuiyu directly. Instead, he asked directly: "Is Ye Shaohan really as scary as you said?"
Situ Yun is now in his early twenties, but his cultivation cannot be underestimated at all. He is already at the second level of Qiwu and is also a very famous genius in the Situ family.
Hearing this, many heads of the aristocratic families couldn't help but smile bitterly and shake their heads. With their sophistication, they could naturally hear the dissatisfaction in Situ Yun's words. They all shook their heads secretly. You, Situ Yun, are quite powerful, but in the eyes of Ye Shaohan, you might not even be able to do anything.
no.
Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but be shocked again by Ye Shaohan's abnormal talent. Seeing this, Ximen Chuiyu also smiled bitterly and said: "It's extremely scary!"
Situ Yun was obviously dissatisfied with this answer. He raised the corner of his mouth with disdain and said proudly: "With our Situ Family supporting you all, even if Ye Shaohan dares to attack you, how can our Situ Family ignore you? Don't worry, everyone, if Ye Shaohan dares to attack you,
If we attack other aristocratic families in Niefeng City, our Situ family will definitely attack the Ye family!"
As a child of a family in the imperial capital, Situ Yun has always had some disdain for the children of aristocratic families in other cities, just like nobles disdain for common people. Even though the Ye family is good in strength, in Situ Yun's opinion, it is only good. Compared with the Situ family
There is still a certain gap, which is why Situ Yun dared to say so.
Hearing this, all the heads of the aristocratic families present had a look of ecstasy on their faces. With Situ Yun's assurance, they would not be afraid of the Ye family.
Even Ximen Chuiyu's face also showed a hint of joy. In today's headwind city family, the Ximen family's power is second only to the Ye family. Ximen Chuiyu has long coveted the major cities controlled by the Ye family. Not only that
, Ximen Chuiyu has a greater ambition in his heart, which is for the Ximen family to replace the Ye family and become the overlord of Headwind City.
Suddenly, a hurried sound came from outside the door, followed closely by a hurried figure.
Seeing that figure, Ximen Chuiyu frowned slightly and scolded: "Ximen Chuiyu, this is an important place and no one can come in without my permission. Don't you know?"
Ximen Chuixiao, Ximen Chuiyu's eldest son, usually has a very heavy surname, but now he is acting in such a hurry, which undoubtedly makes Ximen Chuiyu feel disappointed.
At this moment, Ximen Chuiyu ignored his father's scolding, walked in, and said to Ximen Chuiyu: "Father, it's bad, the flow of people in the family's major cities has dropped sharply, and it is no longer 30% of the past!"
"Why, the Ye family has also started to reduce the payment fee!" Hearing this, Ximen Chuiyu Jian's eyebrows frowned slightly, then relaxed, and a hint of joy appeared in his eyebrows. The Ye family finally couldn't hold on any longer!
Not only Ximen Chuiyu showed joy, but other aristocratic families were also so happy. Seeing this, Ximen Chuiyu couldn't help but said anxiously: "The Ye family has not lowered the payment fee!"
Hearing this, everyone felt something was wrong. Even Situ Yun rarely laid his eyes on Ximen Chuixiao.
At this moment, the situation is urgent. Ximen Chuixiao ignores the calmness he should have in the past and informs everyone about the situation in Dafang City. He will also inquire about the news in Yejiafang City and inform everyone, especially the lower level of the Ye family.
As for the sale of swords, most of the traffic now flows into the market controlled by the Ye family.
Although the sound of Ximen playing the flute was a bit urgent, the people present could hear it clearly. When Ximen finished playing the flute, the whole place fell into a deathly silence.
The worry that just disappeared from everyone's faces reappeared on everyone's faces...
"Okay! Please step back first!" Ximen Chuiyu waved his hand, signaling Ximen Chuixiao to step back. At the same time, the whole room fell into silence again.
"What do you think?" Looking around, Ximen Chuiyu said in a deep voice.
However, there was silence in reply to Ximen Chuiyu, even Situ Yun remained silent.
Suddenly, there was another burst of hurried footsteps, and it was Ximen playing the flute. Seeing this, everyone's expressions couldn't help but sink. Could something happen again?
"Father, the children of the family and the Ye family are having a quarrel in front of Yejiafang City!" Ximen played the flute in a slightly urgent voice.
"What!" After hearing this, everyone's expressions changed slightly. At the same time, Ximen Chuiyu suddenly stood up and played the flute to Ximen: "Take me there!"
In an instant, many family heads in the whole house rushed towards Yejiafang City under the leadership of Ximen Chuixiao. At this moment, the front of Yejiafang City was extremely lively.
A high platform has been built in front of Nafang City, and on the high platform is a pile of silver swords, and hundreds of warriors are standing around. Those warriors are all staring with fiery faces.
Looking at the swords on the high platform, the Ye family disciples stood on the high platform with contented faces, looking indifferently at the few men lying under the high platform.