Tonight, the top leaders of the Huangfu family in the royal city are basically here.
Two priests including the high priest, seven venerables, Huangfu Qianyu, etc.
The priests of the Huangfu family have great power.
Just like in the imperial era, the Senate exists like a Senate, and even has the right to depose the throne, and the seven venerables, like the powerful ministers of the three divisions and six ministries, naturally have the right to take charge of one side.
Now that Huangfu Haofeng is not on Wangdao, it is natural that the high priest Huangfu Jichen is in charge of the overall situation.
Huangfu Jichen is nearly two hundred years old. He is dressed in a silver-grey robe, even the folds are meticulous. He holds a star scepter and stands on a high position. His whole body exudes inviolable majesty.
That expressionless old face was full of severity that could not be provoked.
At this time, there was a lot of discussion in Ziyi Palace.
"Are you from the ghost tribe?"
"Being so bold is simply a provocation!"
"Damn it, you don't take our Huangfu family into consideration so much."
The venerables exchanged solemn looks, their faces full of anger.
Not long ago, Zangyun Peak discovered signs of intrusion by outsiders. Now it was Mandala Island's turn!
The forbidden area was broken into, the Huangfu family's majesty was wiped out, all the family treasures that had been held for a century were stolen, and even the foundation was destroyed.
Forget it, it caused unrest in the Holy Land of the Sages, and the entire Mandala Island was in turmoil. When they saw the venerables in that battle, their faces were blue with fright.
So many things happened in a row, and everything was on the bottom line. It would be strange for the Huangfu family not to be angry.
It’s no different from making havoc in heaven!
I wonder if the Huangfu family had known in advance that this would be the case, would they have agreed to hand over the Tianxiang Shilan directly to Ling Xiyue, so that she would not have to make a fuss, and the Huangfu family would not have to worry...
"Dingtian, you said you saw the little thief who broke into the forbidden temple on Mandala Island, can you see clearly?" Huangfu Jichen lowered his voice and looked at the great venerable whose black robe was covered with dust, carefully.
ask.
The sullen deep voice was like the sound of a bell, circling in the hall, with a lingering buzz.
Huangfu Dingtian brushed his white beard, squinted his old eyes, and replied Shenran with a slightly hoarse voice, "I only took a moment, and I couldn't see her appearance clearly, but I can be sure that she is a little girl of fifteen or sixteen years old.
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"A little girl?"
Several voices spoke in unison.
Huangfu Dingtian nodded and looked at Huangfu Jichen, "That body technique is most likely the same person who broke into Zangyun Peak." xdw8
"Dingtian, are you sure, but you saw it wrong?" All the venerables looked at each other. It was obvious that they didn't quite believe that the thief who caused the whole King Island to make waves would be a yellow-haired girl.
Huangfu Dingtian raised his beard and snorted, "How could I get this wrong?"
The Sixth Master who had been to Mandala Island with him pondered, "In this case, it is even more worthy of attention. A little girl can avoid the heavy protection of my Huangfu family, enter Mandala Island, and destroy our family."
The holy land of the temple, the foundation of the holy treasure, is like entering a deserted land."
As he said this, everyone's expressions became more solemn.
"That damn girl is very weird. I don't know what kind of dirty things she made, and she almost blinded me." After saying this, Huangfu Dingtian pressed his temples, and even now, he still feels a little uncomfortable.
"Could it be those ghosts from the ghost tribe?" The Second Master Huangfu Yunyi looked at everyone.
He was the one who had previously picked up Huangfu Qianyu in the deep ridge of Yunshan Mountain and seriously injured Bei Chenyan and Ling Xiyue.
"Everything about this matter is weird. It's so weird that it's very possible." All the venerables looked at each other and nodded frequently.
"Haha, I see you guys are just worrying all day long..." At this moment, a very discordant laughter suddenly burst out from the originally solemn hall, and everyone's eyes followed.
Huangfu Dingtian looked at the person who made the laughter, and became a little angry, "Lao Qi, we are discussing a serious matter, which is related to the life and death of the Huangfu family, and you are so negligent?"
The one called Lao Qi was an old woman in black clothes, holding a wooden stick, her hair covered with silver threads, but there were no wrinkles on her face, she looked like she was forty or fifty years old.
Coupled with the sunny smile on his face, he looks younger and more radiant.
The Seven Venerables, Huangfu Shengxin, are also affectionately called Qi Po by many tribesmen.
"I'm just telling the truth." Qi Po smiled and looked over, "Based on what you said, I think this little girl is quite interesting. This Wang Island is just too quiet. It's so quiet that I feel panicked...
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"Huangfu Shengxin, the older you get, the more outrageous you become!" Huangfu Dingtian stopped him with one word.
Seeing that something was wrong, the Sixth Master quickly looked over and said, "Old Seventh, please stop saying a few words."
Qi Po turned a blind eye, "Pengpeng" stepped forward with a wooden stick, looked directly into Huangfu Dingtian's old eyes, and said with a smile, "I'm actually more interested. As you said, a teenage yellow-haired girl,
I've been interviewed, and I can still sneak away in front of you, who together are a thousand years old, and you don't examine yourself, but you are so angry and happy here."
Everyone knows that the seventh lao is an outlier among many venerables, and even among the entire Huangfu family. He often speaks in a nonchalant manner, and accidentally says some shocking things.
Back then, she actually fully supported Huangfu Haofeng's separation from the Huangfu family, and she was able to do such a thing.
In the past ten years, I haven't seen her talk openly, so I thought she had tempered.