The meeting hall is located in the center of the entire palace. This is the important place of Qinglong Palace. Non-direct descendants are not allowed to approach it, let alone step into it!
At this moment, there were three corpses placed in the yard outside the door of the meeting hall.
Two of them were mummies with wounds in different locations on their bodies, and they were the bodies of Han Hai and Han Fei.
The last one had hundreds of tiny sword wounds all over his body, resembling a blood hedgehog, and it was Han Mao.
When Han Jiulin and Han Lingyun arrived at the meeting hall, a lot of people had already gathered here. There were hundreds of people who were direct descendants of the fourth generation of the royal family alone.
Everyone stood in a circle around the three corpses, pointing at them and talking about them.
There are a total of six direct lines of the Qinglong Palace. Han Yu and Han Lingyun's grandfather, the old prince, is just one of these six lines.
Those gathered here are even only one-third of the direct descendants of Prince Qinglong's Mansion.
There are many more people who have gone out for training but have not returned, including generals who lead troops to fight, officials who work in other places, and shopkeepers who run businesses for the palace.
Now in the palace, the second and third generations of people who are really in power are all inside the meeting hall, and those outside the meeting hall are basically the same fourth generation descendants like Han Yu and Han Lingyun.
"It seems that I have underestimated the size of Prince Qinglong's palace. There are so many direct descendants in this family. It is really a prosperous and famous family."
While Han Jiulin was thinking in his mind, many fourth-generation disciples present also saw him and Han Lingyun.
Someone immediately screamed in surprise: "Look, that good-for-nothing Han Yu is here too. In the past, he was never qualified to participate in meetings that were direct descendants of the royal family."
"In the past, he was not allowed to participate in the meeting of direct descendants because he was considered unable to practice and was not qualified. But now that someone is attacking our palace and the direct descendants are in danger outside, it is reasonable to ask him to attend the meeting."
"In my opinion, it's completely unnecessary. A loser like him will just die if he dies. What does it matter?"
"You said, since they are all born from the same mother, why is Han Yu a waste, but Han Lingyun is extremely talented and a genius in cultivation?
Are they biological siblings?"
"It's hard to say. I think it's very possible. After all, I heard that his short-lived mother was a member of the Demon Cult. Women of the Demon Cult have always been shameless..."
These people looked at Han Yu with disdain and made all kinds of sarcastic remarks without restraint.
Han Lingyun's face was full of shame and anger. She came directly to the kid of the same race who had insulted their mother at the last moment and punched the opponent in the chest.
At the same time as there was a cracking sound of bones, the opponent was already punched by Han Lingyun and flew more than ten meters away, falling to the ground and vomiting blood.
Han Jiulin responded coldly and did not stop Han Lingyun.
Not to mention Han Lingyun, even Han Jiulin was furious at this time.
He can tolerate other people's ridicule and ridicule towards him, but he can never bear it when the other person insults Han Yu's mother.
This guy who insults other people's parents in front of their children deserves to be beaten to death!
"Han Lingyun, how dare you hit me!"
The boy who was beaten away covered his chest, coughed up blood, straightened up, and asked sharply in shock and anger!
This young man only has the cultivation level of Tongmai Realm. Although he is two years older than Han Lingyun, in front of Han Lingyun, he is no different from ordinary people and is no match for him.
Han Lingyun's punch directly cracked his sternum and shocked his internal organs.
At this time, Han Ze also walked into the courtyard of the meeting hall. When he saw this, he reprimanded: "Sister Yun'er, how can you beat someone for no reason and why don't you quickly apologize to Han Yong?"
Generally speaking, Han Ze and Han Lingyun are from the same family. As the elder brother, it is understandable for him to ask Han Lingyun to apologize to the other party.
But Han Lingyun didn't give any face to Han Ze. She gritted her teeth and said: "Don't mention beating me. If anyone dares to say a bad word about my mother again, I will kill him!"
The young man named Han Yong trembled and shrank, while Han Ze also twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, not daring to say any more nonsense.
Han Lingyun broke through the ninth level of pride six months ago and reached the realm of supernatural powers. After becoming a true king of supernatural powers, she immediately stood out among the four generations of disciples. In this world where strength is respected, the palace naturally also regards the strong as the strongest.
For respect!
Among the fourth-generation descendants present, except for a few fourth-generation descendants in their twenties, Han Lingyun can be said to be the best among all the heroes. Who dares to be dissatisfied with her?
However, there are hundreds of direct descendants here, and the face of the eldest son of his family is at stake. How can Han Ze be willing to be silenced by Han Lingyun and lose his face?
He didn't dare to provoke Han Lingyun, but he could still get his face back from other places!
Thinking of this, he sneered, looked at Han Jiulin, and said: "I don't think cousin Han Yong is wrong. Han Yu is a waste. He can't practice and is a waste. This is something that everyone can see. Cousin Han Yong said it appropriately."
What's wrong with my own doubts?
Not to mention anyone else, even I am very suspicious of the birth of this good-for-nothing Han Yu!"
Han Lingyun opened her eyes angrily and was about to speak when Han Ze said again: "Besides, this is just a normal discussion between our direct descendants from the royal family. At worst, it was just a quarrel, but you just got into a fight.
And it's still outside the meeting hall, in front of so many elders of the clan! Do you still have rules in your eyes?
Have you turned a deaf ear to the royal family’s rules?”
The people around him were indignant and joined in with him.
"Yes, no matter what, it is too much to fight against a brother of the same race!"
"Your brother is a waste to begin with. Why don't you allow others to say that?"
"My own family will start fighting among themselves, so don't blame outsiders for killing our direct descendants of Qinglong Palace."
"..."
All of a sudden, these people all began to accuse Han Lingyun, saying that she bullied others because of her advanced cultivation, that she had violated other people's rules, that she had no sense of youth, and that she had no brotherhood...
For a moment, Han Lingyun was like a small boat in the storm. Even though she had advanced cultivation and was already a true master of supernatural powers. She had higher cultivation than more than 90% of the people present, but she was still less than fifteen years old after all.
little girl.
At this time, amidst the accusations and abuses from these people, I immediately felt a little lonely and helpless.
She pursed her lips tightly, her eyes gradually filled with tears. Although she was helpless, she never wavered or gave in. She stood there firmly and endured all the storms.
In the years since her parents died, she and Han Yu had relied on each other. Ridicule like this was always directed at Han Yu.
Now that there is such a huge momentum, this is the first time that everyone is attacking her.
In the past, when she was young and had little cultivation, she could only endure it or watch Han Yu being bullied without resisting.
However, now she has no intention of giving in even a cent!
Her brother is already her last relative in this world. She never wants to see Han Yu being buried again!
"My brother is not a waste. Even if my brother cannot practice, he is still 10,000 times stronger than you!"
"When it comes to trash, you are the trash. You can obviously practice, but how many of you can step into the magical realm like me?"
"Shut up if you all shut up, and I'll beat you up. If you insult my mother and call my brother, I'll beat you up!"
"Shut up!"
With tears in her eyes, she bit her lip stubbornly and shouted unwillingly!