At the beginning, the witch asked me to push the saint flatly

"Well, you kid, you are quite angry with me! But~"

Seeing Hu Xiansheng's smile gradually disappearing from his face, the smile on Chu Tian's face also faded a bit, and he said with a little seriousness: "Old sir, what's the matter?"

Hu Xiansheng touched his long beard unnaturally, with a little embarrassment: "My trip to the Mu family in the Central Region went relatively smoothly, old man. I also brought back the exercises. They are extremely rare thunder-type exercises, but~"

Speaking of this, a rare hesitation appeared on Hu Xiansheng's face. After thinking about it carefully, he finally said: "Well, there are some problems in practicing this technique, that's all. When Mei'er comes back, I will tell her. Then you two can discuss it!"

Chu Tian was confused when he heard these words, but he couldn't ask any more questions, so he could only follow his meaning: "Is this so? It's okay, I don't have much knowledge, and I know nothing about cultivation." , with Meier helping as a consultant, I feel confident!"

"I'm very happy that you can think so! Okay, old man, I'm going back. Xiaoyu, when Mei'er girl comes back, remember to ask her to come to me!"

"Yes!"

Xiaoyu, who stood silently behind him, responded quietly, and then Hu Xiansheng stepped out!

At this moment!

Xiaoyu stared at Chutian with inexplicable eyes, which made him feel uncomfortable. She raised her hand and touched the tip of her nose and said, "Sister Yu, why are you looking at me here?"

"Is that really the kind of relationship you have with Miss?"

"Of course not. Mr. Hu had misunderstood before, and I didn't have the chance to explain. In addition, the young lady bothered Mr. Hu with me practicing the exercises. In this way, his misunderstanding became even deeper!"

Xiaoyu suddenly said: "Oh, is that so?"

"Then what else? Who is our lady? Talent, appearance, cultivation, status, wisdom, what is not top-notch? Not to mention one me, even a hundred of me pressed together are not worthy!"

When Xiaoyu heard this, he walked around Chutian with interest. After looking at it carefully, he pretended to be serious and said: "Well, what you said makes sense. When it comes to appearance, you can also talk about it. He's not that handsome, but there is still a gap between him and those other handsome men!

Other than that, I don’t see any strong points. The only one that I can use is your temperament. It’s quite gentle, completely different from the men in the Western Regions! "

Listening to Xiaoyu's evaluation of himself, Chu Tian looked helpless: "Thank you!"

"Hehehe, you're welcome! Okay, I won't tease you anymore, I have something important to do!"

After saying that, Xiaoyu ran briskly towards the outside of the courtyard. When she was about to go out, she suddenly stopped, looked back at Chutian who was standing there, and shouted with a smile: "Chutian, you Still handsome!”

After that, he turned around and disappeared!

Chu Tian was the only one left in the huge courtyard. Chu Tian, ​​who had nothing to do, used his time to piece together his understanding of the practice, and made clueless guesses in his mind.

......

City Lord's Mansion!

It’s still the meeting hall in the mansion!

Nangong Wentian sat firmly in the middle hall as usual, but today, opposite Nangong Meier, there was no longer an empty chair; a beardless young man wearing a green satin robe sat firmly in it;

However, the pale complexion, distracted eyes, and intermittent breathing all meant that the young man on the chair was seriously injured!

Nangong Meier was still like yesterday, staring at the open space in front of her silently, silent!

Downstairs, among the two rows of chairs, there was an empty seat. It was the seat of Elder Yang who was having a show with Yin Lao Er yesterday. Opposite him, Yin Lao Er was looking sluggish, and his coughs from time to time fell into everyone's ears!

"Today, Mei'er and Yin Yun are here. Don't be stunned. Let's talk about it!"

After Nangong Wentian's hoarse voice fell, Yin Laoer glanced at the person beside him. After the person nodded slightly, he immediately stood up and said: "City Lord, I think that although Holy Son Yin Yun did not kill the target person, He also cut off his limbs and damaged his meridians. In terms of task completion, he was better than the Saint!

Of course, for the sake of Holy Son Yin Yun's return being delayed by two days, I think this bet should end in a draw. Elders, what do you think? "

Several elders in the hall who were leaning towards the dark clouds nodded repeatedly:

"Yes, what Elder Xu said makes sense, it should end in a draw!"

"That's right, that's right!"

"Elder Xu's words are fair and just!"

......

Nangong Meier listened to many elders nodding in agreement, neither happy nor angry, as if what everyone was talking about had nothing to do with her!

On the contrary, the half-dead Yin Yun on the opposite side turned his head and looked in the middle with difficulty. Looking at Elder Xu who spoke for him and everyone who responded, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth; the look in his eyes was a bit brighter than before!

Just when everyone in the hall was busy praising Elder Xu for what he said was reasonable, next to Nangong Meier, a burly man with a beard, no hair and no eyebrows, raised his hand and placed heavily on the table!

boom!

The sudden noise made all the elders look at him;

Looking at the quiet meeting hall, the middle-aged man, who was tall and round, said slowly: "I don't think so, the rules are the rules, even if Yin Yun kills the master of the Nine Poison Sects in the Southern Territory, he has also expired!

Besides, he doesn't have that much ability; when dealing with people of his own generation, others are seriously injured, so isn't he Yin Yun also seriously injured? At best, both sides will suffer losses. This is the result of his deliberate calculation and unintentional secret attack!

In other words, Yin Yun was defeated this time! How can someone like this still be the Holy Son of my Holy City? I, Hu Lie, was the first to refuse! "

After saying that, Hu Lie sat on the chair carelessly, his eyes scanning the previous people with contempt, full of provocation!

This man, who looked rough and reckless in appearance, reduced Yin Yun to nothing in just a few words, and almost pointed at his nose and called him trash!

Yin Laoer's face gradually darkened, he stood up and looked at Hu Lie, saying: "Elder Hu, this is wrong. Holy Son Yin Yun escaped unscathed in the Southern Territory. This injury was caused by a sneak attack on the way back. Caused by this! So, it was not caused by fighting with Xu Yue, the young master of the Nine Poison Sect, as you said!

Please also ask Elder Hu to investigate the truth of the matter when speaking in the future, otherwise, it will just add to the laughter! "

"Oh? I see, I misunderstood!"

After Hu Lie responded nonchalantly, he changed the topic and continued: "So, Yin Yun can't even guarantee his own safety? How can such a person control the Holy City and rule the Western Region in the future? If this matter spreads, Make people laugh!”

"Your path to cultivation is a life of nine deaths. Everyone here has experienced life and death to achieve what you are today. Who can guarantee that you will never be injured?"

"Tch! Injured? I've never been injured. I'm talking about you. Don't make excuses for your incompetence!"

Faced with all kinds of rhetoric from the Yin Yun clan, Hu Lie had the courage to challenge the scholars! No matter what others say, he clings to these two issues that no one can erase, serious injury and expectations!

But the two parties involved, Nangong Meier and Yin Yun, have always remained silent and said nothing!

I don't know whether it's because Yin Yun's seriously injured body makes it difficult to speak or something else. Nangong Mei'er listened to the quarrels of the elders and silently counted the time in her heart!

More than half an hour passed, and everyone was still arguing, but Nangong Wentian, who decided this matter, remained silent. This kind of silence was very abnormal for the impatient Nangong Wentian!

Nangong Meier looked at only a few elders in the hall who were sitting quietly on their chairs without saying a word, while most of the other elders joined in the quarrel!

Looking at the noisy meeting hall like a vegetable market, Nangong Wentian's attitude towards this matter yesterday, and his silence today...

Thinking further back, this time she had a gambling fight with Yin Yun, it was Nangong Wentian who brought it up, and before that, she and Yin Yun had almost never had an open fight!

Suddenly, Nangong Meier's thoughts came to mind, and she seemed to have thought of something terrible. Cold sweat broke out on her forehead. Even though she tried her best to restrain the shock and fear in her heart, her trembling fingertips still revealed her inner uneasiness!

At this time, she quickly straightened up, raised her head slightly and looked forward!

Hu Lie, who was sitting next to Nangong Mei'er, noticed Nangong Mei'er's movements. Facing an elder who spoke for Yin Yun reluctantly, he coldly left a sentence: "After everything is decided by the Lord of the City, he returned to his seat. Get on the chair and shut up!”

As for Yin Laoer, looking at Hu Lie who was sitting back on the chair and keeping silent, he obviously didn't realize anything. After snorting at him, he returned to his seat with a proud face!

As Yin Laoer took his seat, the meeting hall gradually returned to its previous quietness!

Until then, Nangong Wentian remained silent and then said, "It seems that the elders of our Holy City are very united!"

Just one sentence, but it made everyone present feel cold all over. As for Yin Yun, who was holding on for a breath, his head tilted under this momentum and he fainted!

The seventeen elders present all had the same thought in their minds: This has crossed the line!

Nangong Meier, on the other hand, had a rare look of frustration on her face; deep down in her heart, she immediately stopped all thoughts.