Qingshui Country has a total of thirteen major towns and six major sects. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The six major sects are each in charge of five hundred small sects, and there are as many as three thousand sects in this Qingshui country.

Hengyuepai is located in the south of Wangu Town, and it is only more than 300 miles away from Wangu Town.

On the third day after the death of Ye Longtian, the head of the Ye family, a person appeared under the Hengyue Sect Mountain Gate in the early morning.

This person had a hat on his head, and he raised his head slightly to look at the Hengyue Sect Mountain Gate on the Thousand Sections Steps.

"Constant ...... Month...... Send! ”

The three words at the exit were full of resentment, as if the Hengyue faction had a deep hatred with this person.

However, listening to this person's voice, he is not very old, and he still has a children's voice that has not retired.

That's right, the person standing under the Hengyue Sect Mountain Gate at this moment is none other than Ye Feng, the young master of the Ye family.

In the past few days, Ye Feng buried his father Ye Longtian, and after temporarily settling down the people of the side branch who came to the Ye family to mourn, Ye Feng quietly left the Ye Mansion and came to the Hengyue Sect.

Ye Feng was not in a hurry to complete the task of the system, at this time, there was one thing in his heart that was more important than the task, that is, to rush to the Hengyue faction in front of him.

What happened to Ye Feng in the past three days has already caused a sensation in the entire Wangu Town. When being touted by some people, Ye Feng also heard some gossip about his father Ye Longtian.

These words are unbearable, and they are nothing more than about the marriage between the Ye family and the Hengyue faction.

Some people said that Ye Longtian was too thick-skinned, and he had to let Sima Chuan, the head of the Hengyue faction, recruit Ye Feng as his son-in-law. And Ye Longtian's purpose is very simple, it is nothing more than to find a big tree to rely on and make the auction house under his name bigger.

Some people also said that Ye Longtian was uneasy and kind, knowing that his son Ye Feng was a sick and sick waste, and let Sima Yanru and Ye Feng get married, and deliberately let Sima Yanru stay alive and widowed.

At that moment, Ye Feng couldn't wait to tear apart the person who spoke in his heart and vent all the anger in his heart.

But Ye Feng still resisted the impulse, he knew very well in his heart that even if he killed one or two villains with broken words, it would be useless, and he would not be able to save the face of his dead father.

But letting his dead father fall into a despicable and shameless infamy, Ye Feng can't tolerate it no matter what.

Now in Ye Feng's opinion, there is only one way to correct his father's name and defend the face of the Ye family, that is, he stepped on the Hengyue faction alone and went to the Hengyue faction to find Sima Chuan to understand the matter.

Ye Feng's purpose in coming to the Hengyue Sect was very simple, that is, to tell Sima Chuan in person that his Ye family did not need to rely on the backing, nor did he need to rely on the Hengyue Sect to expand the industry.

At this moment, Ye Feng stood at the foot of the Qianjie steps, took out the red paper marriage contract from his arms, took a deep breath and pressed the hat on his head down, and walked up the Qianjie steps.

About half an hour passed, Ye Feng, who was wearing a hat, disappeared on the straight steps, and walked into the Hengyue Sect with his hands behind his back without hurry.

I have to say that the Hengyue faction, as one of the six major sects of the Qingshui Country, is indeed quite powerful.

As soon as you enter the mountain gate of the Hengyue Sect, you will find a huge and flat square in front of you.

At the other end of the square, in the direction of the mountain gate, there is a large hall.

This hall is also the main hall of the Hengyue Sect, and its name is the Purple Moon Palace.

The Purple Moon Hall is a heavy eaves mountain style wooden structure, and the main ridge, vertical ridge and ridge are hollowed out and carved in yellow and green colors, and the decoration is colorful and gorgeous.

Usually, this time is when the disciples and elders of the Hengyue Sect have breakfast.

But today was different from the past, eighty-two inner disciples gathered in the Purple Moon Hall, and four elders sat on the wooden chairs on both sides of the hall.

One of the thin-faced old men had a long sword on his back, and his bright eyes looked at the person standing in the center of the hall, shooting out fierce lights from time to time.

Behind the old man stood a man in his early twenties.

The left side of the man's face was slightly red and swollen, and the anger on his face at this time almost spewed fire from the eyes of the man wearing the hat.

He is Wang Mu who was slapped three times by the leaf fan.

As for the slender and long-faced old man sitting in front of Wang Mu, it was Wang Mu's master, Elder Xu Liangxu.

Looking up again, there was a burly middle-aged man sitting behind the long table.

The man's eyes were like lightning, and his expression was not angry and arrogant.

At this time, the man was frowning, and he also looked at the person below whose face was covered by the hat.

Looking to the man's left hand, a young girl about twelve or thirteen years old sat on a wooden chair.

The girl is not very old, but the pretty beauty has already grown, and in a few years she will be ten years old, and she will definitely be a beautiful embryo that captivates the country and the city.

It is difficult to call the beauty of the alluring face alone, the weight of this woman's 3,000 hair hangs down, and she is dressed in a gauze dress with speckled holes, and the pale yellow and smooth skin can be seen through the small holes, which invisibly adds a bit of mature and attractive taste to the girl.

But at this moment, there was no trace of a smile on the girl's pretty little face, but there was a little murderous aura between her eyebrows, and the boneless jade hand hidden in her sleeve was clenched tightly, and with those bright eyes, she stared viciously at the person who suddenly visited below.

Perhaps, Sima Chuan noticed his daughter Sima Yanru's anxiety and murderous aura, and patted his daughter's shoulder sideways, secretly implying that Sima Yanru would stabilize his mind and leave everything to him as a father.

I saw Sima Yanru take a deep breath, stabilize her irritable murderous intent, smile lightly at her father Sima Chuan, and then turned her head to look at the young man below, and a look of disgust flashed in her eyes.

Sima Chuan is also very helpless about this, he understands his daughter Sima Yanru, and can also understand why Sima Yanru is irritable in his heart.

But it is still inappropriate for a daughter's family to show murderous intent, which also makes Sima Chuan have a plan to solve the current matter as soon as possible.

After a while, Sima Chuan took a slight breath, pointed to Ye Feng standing in the hall and asked indifferently, "...... you Is it Ye Feng? Take off your hat and look up. ”

"Snort!"

Ye Feng, who was standing in the hall, sneered strangely, and slowly raised his hand to take off the hat above his head.

At the moment when the hat was taken off, the cold glow in Ye Feng's eyes shot straight at Sima Chuan above.

At this moment, everyone in the Purple Moon Hall frowned, and they were a little angry that Ye Feng dared to look directly at Sima Chuan with cold eyes.

But when these people frowned and were secretly angry, they were also slightly stunned. Sima Yanru, who was sitting next to Sima Chuan above, saw Ye Feng's handsome face for a moment, and the disgust in his eyes suddenly dissipated, and was replaced by a second of fine light.

Obviously, Sima Yanru didn't expect that the young man who was engaged to her would have such a handsome appearance.

But this essence light didn't stay in her eyes for too long, and in the blink of an eye, Sima Yanru's eyes showed disdain again, as if Ye Feng below was just a waste who couldn't practice martial arts and couldn't hold a sword to cross the rivers and lakes.

Looking at Sima Chuan who was sitting above, when he saw the cold hatred in Ye Feng's eyes, his thick eyebrows furrowed fiercely.

But in the next second, Sima Chuan suddenly laughed, and nodded appreciatively: "Haha, the old man often heard that there is a handsome young master of the Ye family in Wangu Town, with a strong sword eyebrows that are proud of the world, sharp black eyes like a deep galaxy, and sharp cheeks with sharp edges and corners that are even more cold. Seeing it today, Ye Xian's nephew's dignity is really extraordinary. ”

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