The space next to Song Xianyu vibrated, and a middle-aged figure walked out of it. As soon as the middle-aged man appeared, he shattered the long sword condensed by Xiao Bingqian's energy with just a few fingers. At the same time, a kind smile hung on his face. The young man was tall, handsome, with a straight nose and a broad mouth. He had a black mole between his right eyebrows. When the middle-aged man appeared in the square, Song Xianyu seemed to have sensed it, his expression changed, and he was filled with joy and sorrow. After a while, A smile forced her way onto her withered face, "When our ancestors left seclusion, Xianyu failed to welcome him early. This is really a crime of disrespect!" After saying that, she bowed her head and knelt down to the middle-aged man. For Song Xianyu The middle-aged man actually accepted this bow calmly, which also proved his ancestor's identity.
"Ancestor of the Song family?" It was just four simple words, but Xiao Bingqian almost fell to the ground in shock. The fighting master who had almost become a legend in Moji City had not appeared in people's eyes for decades. In sight, but his prestige still makes the Song family stand in Moji City. Xiao Bingqian can hardly believe it. The middle-aged man in front of him looks to be about forty years old at most, and his appearance is dignified. How could he be the man who is at the critical moment of life and death? The old monster? But Song Xianyu's worship did not sound like a bluff, which made everyone except the Song family feel numb in their scalps, especially the Xiao and Qin families, who couldn't help but start to regret it.
The Dou Lian realm is the realm of truly astonishing masters. Only when you reach that level can you be considered to have the ability to dominate the world. Chen Su has seen masters in the Dou realm, from Senior Jingwei to Mr. Ji Yin, Zi Xiaoyao and others are all transcendent beings. And the ancestor of the Song family in front of them, Song Zheyuan, is another strong man in the fighting realm. Song Zheyuan stands in front of Song Xianyu. With this ancestor here, all problems will naturally be solved, Xiao No matter how strong the family is, after all, no one has reached the Dou Lian realm, and even if the Beizhu government is willing to support the Xiao family, they will not easily offend a master of the Dou refining realm, otherwise they would not be in today's situation.
"It's the ancestor who has come out of seclusion!" Song Yan and others were overjoyed when they saw it. Including the three elders of the Song family, they all knelt down and knelt down to Song Zheyuan from a distance, and at the same time shouted loudly: "Juniors and others don't know about our ancestors." I came out of the customs and failed to greet you. Please forgive me for being disrespectful." In fact, even Song Yan briefly met Song Zheyuan when he was very young, but in his impression, the appearance of this ancestor did not change at all. But the long hair tied back seems to be longer.
Song Zheyuan burst into laughter, waved to Song Yan and others from a distance, and a soft force helped everyone stand up. Then he said coolly: "Children don't need to be polite, I didn't expect that. I have left seclusion today, and I don’t know how many decades have passed since I counted on my fingers. It has only been completed today.” After saying that, he unconsciously glanced at Chen Su and Song Jiatong, and smiled slightly, “I can’t believe that these decades have passed. Our Song family has another outstanding descendant." However, before he finished his voice, his eyes looked at Chen Su for a moment, as if he felt something was wrong. Why couldn't he feel the resonance of blood from this boy?
"Refining Fighting Realm!" Xiao Bingqin murmured alone, and at the same time slowly clenched his fists, staring at Song Zheyuan angrily, constantly thinking about how today's affairs would end. While thinking about it, he saw Xiao Qiong and others They were even trembling a little. It is true that if a master in the fighting realm gets angry, the lives of these people may be in danger.
"Xianyu, why are all the good-looking children of the Song family here? Let me find them easily!" Song Zheyuan turned around and asked, but he was still very happy to see these juniors.
Song Xianyu replied respectfully: "Ancestor, today is the city lord's birthday, so our Song family is here to celebrate his birthday." While Song Xianyu was speaking, Xiao Bingqin quietly retreated to Xiao Qiong and others.
"Congratulations on birthday?" Song Zheyuan was stunned, "Congratulations on the city lord's birthday, why don't you see Tang Xuan? Doesn't he come out to greet me? And how can anyone congratulate me until midnight?" Song Zheyuan raised his head and glanced at the bright moon hanging.
In the sky, it should be already midnight at this moment.
"City Lord Tang..." Song Xianyu paused, "He has been away from here for decades."
Song Zheyuan turned around suddenly when he heard this and said in surprise: "Why, could it be that he has passed away?"
Song Xianyu shook his head, "Xianyu doesn't know about this." After speaking, Song Xianyu pointed at Xiao Qiong not far away and said, "He is the current city lord."
Song Zheyuan looked over and saw that Xiao Bingqin, who had just attacked Song Xianyu, was standing next to Xiao Qiong. The two of them were muttering in a low voice. Song Zheyuan let out a displeased "hum" and asked again: "Since it's a birthday celebration, did you two just do it?"
Let's compare cultivation skills?" When Song Zheyuan came, he felt extremely strong murderous intent, and the tense atmosphere was not like celebrating a birthday. Moreover, with so many people surrounding the children of the Song family, Song Zheyuan was already puzzled.
Song Xianyu shook his head and said, "Ancestor, some changes have occurred, but it is difficult to explain in words. Xianyu will slowly explain it to you later."
"Yes." Song Zheyuan nodded. This was indeed not the place to talk. He looked around and felt an inexplicable sense of closeness among the seven or eight people gathered together, including Song Yan. He said hello, "Song family
My son, come back with me."
Song Yan and others looked at each other. The ancestor's departure was a good opportunity for the Song family to regain its prestige. Now all the leading figures in Moji City are concentrated here, and Xiao Qiong has harbored evil intentions for a long time. How can this matter be solved so easily? Thinking of this,
As one of the clan elders, Song Yuluo bowed his head and took half a step forward, whispering: "Ancestor, this junior has something to say."
When Song Zheyuan saw that it was Song Yuluo, he still had some impression of him, "Yuluo, if you have anything to say, can't you tell me when you get back?"
"Ancestor." Song Yuluo lowered his head, "I guess our ancestors also noticed that the atmosphere here is different. In fact, we are all here to celebrate the birthday of the city lord." As he said this, he glanced at Xiao Qiong and others, "It's just that ancestors
If we leave the customs one day later, I am afraid that our Song family will have been completely wiped out by the Lord of the City. Therefore, this matter is not settled now. We still ask our ancestors to make the decision. In the future, our Song family will go or stay in Moji City. We still ask our ancestors.
Decide!" Song Yuluo's words were like sharp thorns piercing Xiao Qiong's heart, but with Song Zheyuan here, they did not dare to act rashly.
When Song Yuluo finished speaking, Song Zheyuan's face turned as cold as frost, "Xianyu, is this really true?"
Song Xianyu pondered for a moment, not knowing how to answer. After all, Xiao Qiong's mother had once been her sister. If this matter was confirmed from her mouth, with the temper of this ancestor, I am afraid that Xiao Qiong and others would have no chance of survival.
, and she didn’t know how to report the theft of Wuwang Stone to Song Zheyuan. So sometimes people’s hearts are so strange. If Song Xianyu took action herself, she might really kill Xiao Qiong and others, but looking at these people at the moment
Like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, she couldn't bear it in her heart. Seeing that Song Xianyu remained silent, Song Zheyuan also guessed the truth in his heart, "Xianyu, tell me honestly, is what Yu Luo said true?"
Song Xianyu had no choice but to nod lightly, "But Ancestor, there is another secret behind this matter. Can I wait until Xianyu explains it to you in detail before making a decision?"
"Okay!" Song Zheyuan said in a deep voice: "If you have any secrets, just tell me. I'm here to see who can destroy the Song family?" At this time, Song Yuluo and others didn't know what Song Xianyu was going to say. After hesitation, everyone gathered around
Next to Song Zheyuan, everyone in the Song family walked out of the siege in a big way, but no one dared to step forward to stop him. Chen Su also quietly followed Jiatong, looking at Song Zheyuan carefully, not daring to do anything rude.
Song Zheyuan had a handsome figure and looked as if he were a fairy. He had a look of anger on his face. Chen Su took another look, but always felt that something was strange. Suddenly, his heart moved. Song Zheyuan's breath could hardly feel any fluctuations, although this might be the reason.
There is a huge difference in cultivation between the two, but in comparison, I still feel that Song Zheyuan is not like Senior Jingxi, Mr. Ji Yin and others who carry the pressure of Neiyuan.
In the blink of an eye, Song Yuluo and others came to the side of Song Zheyuan and Song Zheyuan. Song Yuluo bowed and saluted, "Aunt, in the chaos just now, Yuluo didn't greet aunt. I hope aunt will forgive me." Song Xianyu was upset and had no thoughts.
Paying no attention to Song Yuluo, Song Yuluo could only bow and wait there.
Seeing this, Song Zheyuan waved his hand to Song Yuluo, "That's all." Song Yuluo then dared to straighten up, and then Song Zheyuan said again: "Xianyu, if anything happens, just tell me."
Song Xianyu had no choice but to grit his teeth and said, "If I go back to my ancestors, Xianyu should die and throw away the Wuwang Stone."
Song Zheyuan listened quietly, and seemed to have no emotional fluctuations. Seeing that Song Xianyu had no more words after finishing this sentence, he sighed softly, "The Wuwang Stone Book is also a useless thing. Just throw it away. This has nothing to do with what happened today."
Does it matter?"
Xiao Bingqin and others listened to Song Xianyu's narration of the past and knew that Song Zheyuan would be in trouble if they were investigated. The uncle and nephew took Xiao Sheng and Xiao Min secretly back to the back of the crowd. However, they had just walked a few steps when someone heard
Song Zheyuan shouted sharply, "Stop!" Before his voice fell, the tips of Song Zheyuan's long hair that had spread down to his hips stood up. A wave of mental power spread out, and the energy of the world was induced to make a buzzing sound, but no one could be sure.
Where did that sound come from?
Xiao Bingqin had bad thoughts and whispered to Xiao Qiong: "You take them two to leave first, and I will break up the rear."
Xiao Qiong was stunned, "Second uncle!"
"Let's go! There is still a chance of getting to Beizhu Palace." Xiao Bingqian said hurriedly, and then urged Nei Yuan to turn around and rush towards Song Zheyuan and others. Xiao Qiong glanced at the back of his second uncle, and felt extremely regretful in his heart.
It was already a critical moment of life and death. He hurriedly picked up his two sons and ran away to the front without thinking too much. As soon as the city lord escaped, the others immediately dispersed.
When Song Zheyuan saw this, he snorted disdainfully. Of course he would not take him seriously. Everyone did not even see him make any move. They only heard the buzzing sound suddenly become rapid, as harsh as the collision of gold and iron, and then Xiao Bingqin heard it.
A vortex appeared around him, and at the center of the vortex, the silver light actually forced the moonlight back.