After a while, a middle-aged man sitting on the right stood up and said with a cold face: "Uncle Third, we don't want this either, but now, I don't know if you have heard that that person has left Qingzhou City.
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"Why did you let him leave like this? This is letting the tiger go back to the mountain. It will cause endless troubles for our Luo family!"
"How to avenge the patriarch? Are we just going to let him go? If so, where should we put the face of our Luo family?"
"Huh, revenge? Are you crazy? They even killed the clan leader. Do you think your cultivation level can be stronger than that of the clan leader? If this is the case, how could our Luo family be defeated in such a situation?
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As soon as these words came out, the originally noisy meeting hall suddenly fell into silence again.
Anyone who can stand here knows that if the Luo family can reproduce the glory of their ancestors, what does it matter to the Wanjian Sect?
It's a pity that there is no if in this world.
The old man named Sanshu knitted his gray brows, and his eyes were like lightning, scanning everyone's faces one by one. Everyone who was touched by his sight lowered their heads.
"The City Lord's Mansion has already told people to tell the eldest son to go to the City Lord's Mansion to enroll."
The third uncle stood up, leaning on a cane, and his cloudy eyes were shining. He raised his voice and said: "This is the last chance for our Luo family. From today on, I don't care what you are thinking, we must do our best to do this well."
Regarding the matter, I will temporarily take over the position of the clan leader. When the eldest son comes out of the city lord's palace, I will return the property to the original owner. Can you have any opinions?"
In the meeting hall, the originally lifeless atmosphere became active with these words.
Everyone in the Luo family looked at each other, with expressions of excitement and disbelief on their faces.
The man who spoke before suddenly stood up, with a look of shock on his face, and asked: "Third Uncle, are you telling the truth?"
Everyone looked at the third uncle. There was no doubt that in their hearts, they knew that if this matter was true, it would be a great thing for the Luo family.
The third uncle snorted coldly, but there was a look of reverence on his face. He arched his hands in the direction of the city lord's palace and said, "Can I still lie?"
"No, no, third uncle, that's not what I meant. This, this is just too sudden. I'm too excited. I'm afraid it's fake, so I ask this."
The middle-aged man apologized quickly, but his face was filled with joy.
Others were talking about it, but the wind was blowing away the previous decadence.
"It can be saved, our Luo family can be saved!"
"The eldest son's talent is good, but the clan leader has always been unwilling to see him. Alas, I never thought that our Luo family would still have to rely on him in the end."
"The patriarch may not want to see him, but he is also a member of our Luo family, so there is nothing to worry about."
"Yes, if it weren't for our Luo family, would he be able to get into the eyes of the Lord of the City?"
The third uncle sighed quietly, but there was a hint of worry in his eyes.
He knows very well that the current Luo family cannot be saved by just one powerful person. With the nature of these people, I am afraid that if nothing happens, the Luo family will continue to decline until it is completely famous in Qingzhou City!
Of course, these are all things that will happen in the future. As he is older, he naturally can't control it and doesn't want to.
Now as long as he can guarantee that the Luo family will not be eliminated in his hands, that is enough.
Thinking of the young man who stepped on Luo Ding's corpse and became famous in Qingzhou, the third uncle's brows finally relaxed a lot.
As long as the eldest son enters the City Lord's Mansion, no matter how talented and cultivated this young man is in the future, can he still be higher than the one in the City Lord's Mansion?
If one day comes, how can such a big shot remember the little Luo family?
The more he thought about it, the more relaxed he became. The third uncle felt that the Luo family's disaster was finally over.
But what he never expected was that no matter how good his abacus was, sometimes the plan could not keep up with the changes. The fate of the Luo family was already doomed from the beginning, and it was not something he could change at all...
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The good wind, with its power, sends me up to the blue clouds.
Ten simple characters are engraved on the stone tablet. They are vigorous, powerful, simple and majestic!
Standing under the stone tablet, Ye Bai felt an obscure and mysterious aura coming towards him, giving him the illusion of infinite insignificance.
The mountain breeze blew gently, rolling up his hair, and the tall green pines on the side were fluttering in the wind, creating waves.
Ye Bai put his hands behind his back, closed his eyes gently, and felt the artistic conception carefully.
"What the hell is this guy talking about!"
At this moment, not far from the stone monument, on the mountain road, a group of people were standing there. Among the crowd, a young man with extraordinary temperament waved his folding fan lightly and yelled in dissatisfaction.
Elder Qingyun stroked his beard and reprimanded: "Shut up and don't disturb Ye Bai!"
Su Xue smiled, and when her eyes occasionally glanced at Ye Bai, her eyes were full of tenderness.
Tang Yan reminded him even more dissatisfied: "Hey, hey, old man, I am your disciple, okay? No matter how powerful Ye Bai is, he will only be my opponent when the time comes. Why are you so partial?"
"opponent?"
Elder Qingyun squinted his eyes, looked at Tang Yan with a sneer, and said: "You don't even look at your score before you tell your opponent. Don't worry, you will be eliminated if you don't meet Ye Bai."
"Fuck you, old man, I'm warning you, you've gone too far. Believe it or not, I'll just give up?"
"You dare!"
"What am I afraid of?"
Elder Qingyun and Tang Yan stared at each other, almost starting to quarrel.
However, Su Xue and Shui Yue Zhenren on the side did not even look at these two people.
Maybe Ye Bai was too dazzling and outstanding, maybe Elder Qingyun felt sour in his heart, which directly caused him to become more and more dissatisfied with Tang Yan.
It is precisely because of this that such conversations are common even on the flying boat, and even the ordinary disciples behind them are not surprised.
Master Shuiyue's eyes never left Ye Bai's back, looking at him. Suddenly, his expression changed, and a look of solemnity appeared in his eyes.
Just now, he discovered that Ye Bai actually felt like he was one with the stone tablet, a natural feeling.
This feeling is as if Ye Bai himself is a part of this stone tablet, or in other words, he himself exists here. At a glance, there is no violation at all, let alone anything wrong.
Not only that, when he looked at Ye Bai again, he found that Ye Bai was very close to them at the moment, but seemed far away, giving them a feeling of being out of reach. (To be continued)