"Why?" Meng Yi put his hands behind his back, stood calmly, and calmly looked at the purple satin man.

"Just because you are a lowly mountain citizen, when you see the noble city lord, you naturally want to worship, and you still don't salute?" The purple satin man pointed at Meng Yi angrily.

Meng Yi sneered, the city lord of Silver Moon City wanted him to kneel, when he was in the lower realm, the city lord of Yamu City was still his uncle, and he had never knelt. How could this man make him kneel and salute?

"I'm a lowly mountain dweller, so what are you?" Meng Yi looked at it coldly.

"You...... Great rebellion, dare to treat the imperial power as nothing, and look for death! The purple satin man shouted angrily, floated down from the high steps, and attacked Meng Yi with a grab, crushing Meng Yi's throat and asking for his life.

"I don't look down on the imperial power, I just look down on your dog barking vigorously." Meng Yifeng was light, and when he saw the purple satin man flying over, he handled it calmly, not afraid at all.

At the moment when the purple satin man grabbed it with one claw, Meng Yi suddenly opened his mouth and roared with an earth-shattering sound.

This roar is not the Poor Strange Howling Moon, but after he has used the Poor Strange Howling Moon once, he has also slightly comprehended the mystery of this Poor Strange Howling Moon. Therefore, the roar just now was an imitation of the Poor Qi Howling Moon, and with the power of the bloodline of the Poor Qi Sin, he roared out to kill the god with a rage!

The power of poverty is the power of evil, and when it meets the gods, it kills the gods, and the six relatives do not recognize it.

Meng Yi exerted it with all his might, and one after another sound waves expanded, shocking the purple satin man like substance. He was knocked back a few feet from mid-air.

Then, the purple satin man seemed calm on the surface, but he was agitated in his heart: "What a weird sonic wave, it shocked my limbs!" ”

Although the purple satin man was surprised, he was shocked back by Meng Yi's roar, which was somewhat embarrassing. After all, he is also the personal guard of the city lord, and it is inevitable that it will be a joke if he loses face at the hands of a criminal and spreads it.

Just as he was about to do it again, the old man in gold armor spoke, "Stand down!" ”

When the purple satin man heard the old man's words, he had just put on a posture, and he was about to attack, so he immediately reined in and took a few steps back respectfully: "Yes!" ”

Immediately, the old man in golden armor walked a few steps forward along the steps, stared at Meng Yi, and said with a slight smile: "Young man, I see that you have white hair, and you can have strange sound wave skills, are you a descendant of the Snow Clan?" ”

"Yes and what, and what is not?" Meng Yi's attitude was cold, he was originally here to reason, but the city lord's "dog" was indiscriminate and did it as soon as he came, which made him have no good impression of the city lord, and his tone naturally became cold.

"If you are a descendant of the Snow Clan, then I should take you down, this time you are killing in Silver Moon City, violating the royal law, and after entering the royal city, you will despise the royal power, I will capture you and imprison you, and then inform your clan, and ask them to give the victim an explanation." The old man in golden armor said lightly.

"Just an explanation?" Meng Yi smiled, in this way, this old man is quite reasonable.

"That's nature." The old man in golden armor bowed his head.

"So what if I'm not a descendant of the Snow Clan?" Meng Yi asked.

"If you are not a descendant of the Snow Clan, immediately, you will be punished!" The old man's face showed a touch of fortitude and resoluteness, which was beyond doubt.

"Hehe......" Meng Yi couldn't help but sneer, "If I am a descendant of the Snow Clan, then you just want an explanation; If I wasn't a descendant of the Snow Clan, you would want to kill me right away. This kind of treatment difference is really big, in the final analysis, it is you who are afraid of the Snow Clan, in the end, you will only oppress the weak. Could it be that this time, you don't ask a question, just listen to the words of the Bai family, and conclude that I am killing indiscriminately? ”

"The evidence is conclusive, what is there to say?" The old man in golden armor said lightly, the memory fragments of the six sons of the Bai family before they were killed were burned by the Bai family with spirit stones, and as evidence, they had already been handed over to him. He had seen it, and clearly saw that Meng Yi had killed more than 20 house slaves of the Bai family, and he had six sons of the Bai family.

"What does it mean to be conclusive?" Meng Yi asked rhetorically.

The old man in the golden armor held a hand, and a blue spirit stone appeared in his hand, which was a water spirit stone, which not only contained spiritual power, but could also be used for recording. At this moment, he threw the spirit stone into the air, and with a soft cry in his mouth, the spirit stone exploded. Then, a circle of spiritual power formed a scene in the sky.

Those pictures are the pictures of Meng Yi slaughtering the Bai family!

"That's the evidence, what else do you have to say?" The old man in golden armor asked.

Meng Yi shrugged, every scene in the picture showed that he was the killer on his own initiative, and couldn't help laughing: "It's just taken out of context, if the Bai family has a kind, you can let them take more pictures for your reference, see if they have this face." ”

Although Meng Yi didn't know how these pictures were recorded, if this picture was longer, he could see that the six sons of the Bai family were aggressively forced to rob and kill people with more than 20 house slaves. In the end, they died in battle, but they took the blame for themselves.

And the Bai family took it out of context and only intercepted the scene where Meng Yi killed people, just from here, naturally Meng Yi did not have the slightest reason.

This is the so-called seeing is not necessarily true, and hearing is not necessarily believing.

But at this time, in the camp of the Bai family, an old man said arrogantly: "His Royal Highness the City Lord, this person is cruel and tyrannical, under the conclusive evidence, he has to quibble, this is not only arrogant and domineering, but also despises the majesty of the city lord, please His Royal Highness the City Lord hand over this person to our Bai family, this person killed my Bai family, this revenge should be paid with blood!" ”

When the old man in the golden armor heard this, he didn't immediately show his attitude, but just stared at Meng Yi fixedly, and asked again: "Young man, are you a descendant of the Snow Clan?" ”

If Meng Yi is a descendant of the Snow Clan, he will look at the face of the Snow Clan, only capture Meng Yi, and ask the Snow Clan to give an explanation. If Meng Yi wasn't, he would have to make a decisive move and kill him.

The Snow Clan is the behemoth of Selangor, the first clan.

No one dares to provoke easily, this old man in golden armor also looked at Meng Yi's young age, but he had white hair, so he asked this question.

After all, there will be this possibility, in case Meng Yi is really a descendant of the Snow Clan, and he doesn't ask, he will kill him. When the time comes, offending the Snow Clan, it will be more than worth the loss.

Meng Yi met the questioning gaze of the old man in golden armor, opened his mouth blankly, and said word for word: "Unfortunately, I am not!" ”

"Really, not?" The old man in the golden armor asked again, this time the tone was a little heavier than the last time.

"No, it's not." Meng Yi said coldly.

"Okay, since you say no, I'll treat you as if you're not, even if you don't admit it, even if I kill you, the Snow Clan has nothing to say." The old man in the golden armor waved his hand, indicating his meaning, and immediately, the forbidden troops who surrounded the Bai family all retreated and made way for a road.

Then, the Bai family stared at Meng Yi coldly, and the father of the six sons of the Bai family was about to rush to the execution table with a knife to take Meng Yi's life.

The gesture of the city lord just now has already made it clear that this person can be disposed of by the Bai family!

Feel free to dispose of it!