~~~ Yinlin Mountain, Qianji Pavilion ~~~ There was silence in the Bafang Terrace, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was a little heavy.

The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info the Bafang Taili Bafang Flag, the eight walls are depicted with the emblems and hexagrams of the eight tribes, and the dragon totem that occupies the entire ceiling exerts invisible coercion on the whole room.

It was a completely enclosed confined space, with no light penetrating through, but the whole room was not dim, with a soft layer of light, bright but not shining.

At this time, there were seven people sitting in front of the Bafang table, and the hexagrams in front of Xuan Ye and Huang Yuzhen glowed with a soft purple halo, symbolizing the supremacy of Qian and Kun in the gossip, while the silver hexagram in front of Lei Zhen reflected the powerful strength of the Zhen clan over the eight clans.

In the past ten years, the Qian, Kun, and Zhen tribes have jointly enforced the law and led the eight tribes.

The red copper seat was empty, and a middle-aged man in a red robe, with shoulder-length hair and a shiny comb, was stacking his hands at this time, leaning over slightly beside the copper seat, his tense facial muscles trembling slightly, revealing the tension in his heart.

It seems that everyone doesn't take my words very seriously, it has been four days since the Nandesert incident, and I have issued a convening order three days ago, so it was really hard to invite you all to drink this cup of tea, do you know how long I waited?

Xuan Ye slapped it with a palm, and the Bafang table shook, and the streamer dimmed, but there was no crack in the slightest.

This can't blame Xuan Ye for having such a big temper, the Nanmo incident is serious, the situation is urgent, he ordered an emergency meeting, and the rest of the seven clan lords are belatedly scattered, can he not get angry in his heart.

''Su Ji, why did the Li clan send you, Mrs. Zhongli?''

Xuan Ye rubbed his temples and asked with a frown.

Su had hurriedly bowed and said cautiously: "Xuanjun, my lord is in poor health and cannot come to the meeting, and the special ministers will participate on my behalf, and I hope you will forgive me."

''''Really?''''

Mrs. Zhongli has profound skills and has always been strong and healthy, how can you say that she is sick when she is sick?

Xuan Ye glanced at him with deep meaning, and continued: "Su has told you, if you can't cure your lord's illness when you go back, then the eight clans are of the same heart, and we will never sit idly by, do you understand?"

''''Yes'

Su had avoided Xuan Ye's fierce gaze and bowed his head in response.

Yu Guang glanced at Shui Qingqiu, who was looking at him with a frown, and the hand that had just been released in his sleeve was clenched into a fist again.

Xuan Ye nodded, loosened the tightly bound white robe, and lowered the fire slightly.

He didn't let Su Ji sit down, because this position belonged to the Lord of the Eight Clans, and he was not qualified.

For this, I am afraid that Su himself knows it.

;