Chapter 813 Removal from the position of Lingtian Sect
Chapter 813: Removal from the Lingtian Sect
Chu Yue pursed her lips and said nothing, only looking intently at the man walking in the wind, her blood-stained hand still tightly holding the blood-drinking sword.
She had her back turned to her old uncle, and she didn't even dare to look at his expression.
She was born to be such a cruel person, but the words "Zhenbeihou" gave her exhausted soul a glimmer of sunshine.
But at this moment, she was a little afraid that her old uncle would think she was an evil ghost.
Chu Yue gave a bitter smile, slowly lowered her head, and covered up the darkness in her eyes.
The moment she lowered her head, the man's slender, jade-like hands gently held her face as if he were protecting a treasure.
Chu Yue's eyes trembled slightly, and ripples gradually appeared.
The man leaned forward and placed his forehead against the girl's forehead. When he was close at hand, he said in a low voice: "You and my son are both my life. One cannot exist without the other."
He understood that Chu Yue only cared about Ye Chen being humiliated and cursed.
But what he cares about is not only Ye Chen, but also his girl.
"Tan Zong." Ye Mohan said.
"My subordinate is——"
Tan Zong stepped out, clasping his fists with both hands, and spoke loudly and forcefully.
"The daughter of the Qingyuan Sect has humiliated my wife and cursed my son. I have ordered the ten armies of the Holy Domain to go to the sect's land immediately."
Ye Mohan brushed away the drooping hair from Chu Yue's forehead with his long fingers, and said slowly and calmly: "From now on, the Qingyuan Sect, the Sin Sect, will be removed from the Lingtian Sect!"
After saying that, Ye Mohan took her hand and inserted the long fingers into the girl's fingers. The two held hands, one warm, one slightly cool, and they were close to each other.
"Your Highness, Miss Ye said that the Martial Arts Temple will handle it." Tan Zong said weakly.
Ye Mohan's purple eyes were smiling, and he curled up the long fingers of his other hand and gently scraped the tip of Chu Yue's nose, "Then just like what A Chu said, before removing the name, just inform the Martial Ancestor."
"Yes!" Tan Zong nodded, cupped his hands and responded.
Ye Mohan took Chu Yue's hand and walked outside. Chu Yue's face was calm as usual, but she felt a little confused in her heart.
When she and Ye Mohan walked out of the house side by side, they saw the old uncle.
The old uncle looked at Chu Yue distressedly, then looked at Ye Mohan, and said elegantly: "Your Majesty, the troops of the Mu Mansion are willing to help you to eradicate the sect that has done many evil things!"
"No need." Ye Mohan's thin lips parted slightly.
Then the Blood Protector who walked into the corridor lazily leaned against the wall, folded his hands across his chest, and said Shi Shiran: "Your Highness is right, old uncle, our sanctuary is good at this kind of killing and annihilation.
There is no need to dirty the old general’s hands.”
Although the Blood Protector hates the so-called noble families and righteousness in the world, he has deep admiration for loyal generals like the old uncle.
This is also the reason why Beizhou Mu Mansion’s position of power is not as powerful as it was back then, but it can still influence several generations!
The old uncle smiled slightly, looked at Ye Mohan and said, "I am doing this for little Chu girl. Her injuries cannot be in vain. Admittedly, it is also for my poor daughter who has nowhere to go."
Ye Mohan remained calm, his eyes slightly rippled, and immediately there was a hint of admiration in his words, "If my old uncle helps me, the Ten Army of the Holy Domain will definitely be like a fish in water, like a tiger with added wings."
The old man and the young man looked at each other and smiled at each other.
On the contrary, Blood Protector, Tan Zong and others looked stunned.
There are not many people who can be appreciated by the old uncle and ask the Mu Mansion to send out troops to donate their coats of arms...
"Why is the little girl so stupid?"
The old uncle stretched out his hand and gathered Chu Yue's slightly messy cloak.
"Old uncle, I would like to thank you for your help." Chu Yue said.
"Little Chu girl, you have to know that even the pen of a civil servant can kill people and kill people. How can a general's sword not be stained with blood?"
The old uncle's gentle words relieved a trace of panic deep in Chu Yue's heart.
In the dark corridor, under the dim light, the girl's face finally showed a smile.
"Emperor."
The old uncle stood with his hands behind his hands and said, "Little Chu girl is a good girl, treat her well."
"It's the right thing to treat her well," Ye Mohan said.
The old uncle nodded, "I believe that Emperor Zun will be a very good husband."
When Chu Yue heard her old uncle's words, her heart was filled with warmth.
"I would like to give my old uncle a kind word. A Chu is seriously injured and should go back to Canyang Tower to heal his injuries. Old uncle, please take your leave."
After Chu Yue and Ye Mohan held hands and left, Mu Linfeng who was on the corridor groaned and said: "This boy is born well, he can barely match Ah Yue."
Mu Chenhai strongly agreed with Mu Linfeng's words.
The old uncle looked at the girl's retreating back, his eyes full of reluctance.
"Grandpa, let's go home."
Ye Xun'er limped over, glared fiercely in the direction Chu Yue left, and said with tears in her eyes: "This place is too scary, Xun'er is so scared, Xun'er misses her mother."