"Let him go."

The black-clothed sect leader's deep voice sounded again, but Wen Xuan didn't buy it, his body didn't move, and he continued to pinch Sheng Wenyu's throat.

"Xuan'er, let go, what Elder Sheng said is just an angry word."

Although Wen Xianzhong had seen the scene of Wen Xuanli beheading the Yuan soldiers, the appearance of capturing Sheng Wenyu with his bare hands at this time undoubtedly made him even more amazed in his heart, it seems that Monk Peng is right, I did give birth to a good son!

"I don't care if you're a radical or a conservative, an elder or a hall master, you've got you all in mind for me.

If I hear half a sentence from your mouth that insults the Wen family and the Mu family, I will sew your mouth shut, and I Wen Xuan will do what she says. ”

Wen Xuan said that he slowly stabbed the flying needle in his hand to the placket of Sheng Wenyu's chest, and then slowly let go of his hand and let go of him.

Damn, when did this kid become so powerful?

Although Sheng Wenyu felt humiliated, he could also see the undisguised murderous aura in Wen Xuan's eyes, and after thinking about it, he still loosened his clenched fist a little, and did not dare to say anything cruel, so he endured this breath.

The purple-clothed elder who was kicked down by Wen Xuan had also gotten up and stood behind Sheng Wenyu, staring at Wen Xuan with his eyes blazing.

The two of them knew that they were at a loss, and now they were pressed by the fierce Wen Xuan on their momentum, so they could only swallow this breath in their stomachs and save it for later.

Black-clad sect leaders have long been accustomed to overt and covert battles between the radical and conservative elders, and as long as they don't go too far, they won't forcibly intervene.

Sometimes it is better to have two mouths face-to-face, or even a fight, than to put a cold arrow behind the back at a critical moment.

The elders of the Ming Sect were still immersed in Wen Xuan's words and did not come back to their senses, so no one noticed that Wen Xuan took a few more detours when he turned around and came back, so that he could pass by the black-clothed sect leader.

Wen Xuan took a deep breath through his nose imperceptibly when he walked in front of the black-clothed sect leader, and then with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked deeply at the sect leader behind the mask.

He has never been a reckless person, and there are two reasons why he suddenly made a move on Sheng Wenyu.

First, because he was weak in the past, the Wen family and the Mu family have suffered a lot of wretchedness over the years, and it is reasonable for him to show some means openly, so that these young people who look down on the Wen family dare not continue to be presumptuous.

The second is to be able to quietly approach the black-clothed sect leader and smell his scent!

People can hide their looks, identity, gender, and even voice, but the smell of their body is very difficult to change.

The fragrance he smelled before he fell unconscious at the bottom of the Dustless Valley was really unforgettable, so when Wen Xuan smelled the same aroma again, he was already sure that it was the mysterious woman in black who was pretending to be the leader of the Ming Sect, Li Hongyao!

Stone Chamber Mechanism, Ventriloquist Technique, Female Disguise as a Man, Heart-Eating Pill...... When these strange things are connected, the answer naturally emerges.

Seeing that the two sides had calmed down, the black-clothed sect leader looked at Wen Xianzhong and said, "Old Wen, isn't Hall Master Peng returning to the mountain?" ”

At the mention of this, a trace of regret flashed on Wen Xianzhong's face, and then he roughly told what happened on the top of the mountain.

"So I hope the elders will forgive me, Wen didn't mean to ask you to wait." After that, Wen Xianzhong apologized to everyone again.

"In that case, we won't wait for him."

The black-clothed sect leader turned to look at everyone: "Presumably you all already know about the affairs of Xiaofushe Village, so I won't go into details, now it is certain that the Yuan soldiers have already known the location of the mountain pass, and more than three hundred soldiers with strong and stubborn clothes have been dispatched to drive here." ”

"More than three hundred? This should be the entire strength of a thousand households, right? A conservative elder said in a dignified voice.

The black-clothed sect leader nodded and said, "This is also the reason why I ordered someone to ring the sound bell, because the Yuan soldiers moved too fast, except for the nearest Jiaomu Altar, we didn't have time to send other people to support the chief rudder." ”

Sheng Wenyu, who spoke softly, snorted lightly, and said disdainfully: "The mountain road of this Covered Boat Mountain is full of traps, as long as you defend it according to the danger, let alone three hundred yuan soldiers, even if it is three thousand yuan soldiers, what can you do to me?" ”

The conservative elder retorted, "Having said that, wouldn't this completely expose the specific position of our Mingjiao Chief? This time it was 300 people, next time it was 3,000 people, and next time it was 30,000 people! Even 30,000 pigs can flatten the mountain of overturned ships, right? Not to mention the Yuan soldiers carrying 30,000 ring knives! ”

Sheng Wenyu retorted: "You don't have to be alarmist here, how can we Mingjiao disciples be more than 30,000? Are you still afraid of this group of yuan thieves! ”

The conservative elder ignored the noisy Sheng Wenyu, and bowed down to the sect leader and said: "Sect Leader Mingjian, according to the old man's opinion, we might as well withdraw the nearby people and horses, close the mountain and not come out, forgive these soldiers who can't find us in this lofty mountain." ”

This time, it was Wen Xianzhong's turn to object: "This time is different from the past, since the Yuan thieves know the approximate location of the mountain pass, even if we immediately close the mountain and cut off contact with the outside world, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not find our hiding place." ”

The conservative elders were a little dissatisfied with Wen Xianzhong's statement, and asked rhetorically: "Then according to Elder Wen's opinion, what should we do?" ”

Wen Xianzhong stroked his long beard and said: "Most of these thieves are afraid of the soft and afraid of the hard, the reason why they want to catch us so much is just to get more credit and reward, the more we retreat from them, the more they will think that it is profitable."

But if we hit them head-on, hurt them, and scared them, let them know that the Shipwreck Mountain is a place where they will lose their lives and have no return, and let them lose their troops and return in vain, so that they will not dare to continue to attack! Wouldn't it be better to wait until then to close the mountain? ”

"What? Do you mean to go out of the mountains to defend against the enemy? The conservative elder asked in horror.

Wen Xianzhong's proposal was naturally deeply appreciated by the radicals, Sheng Wenyu squinted his peach blossom eyes and smiled: "Wen Lao is a rare hard time, and the younger generation is abrupt." After saying that, Chao Wen Xianzhong arched his hand, and the hatred in his eyes subsided a little.

Wen Xuan also understood the reason why the Wen family was not treated by both factions at the same time, and it was really strange that his father's character who dared to think and speak should not offend.

"Wen Lao and I have thought of a place, instead of going out or facing the enemy at the door of the house, it is better to give it a go, so that this group of thieves will not come back!" The black-clothed sect leader's voice was extremely powerful, and a group of elders immediately bowed their heads and said no more.

Wen Xuan felt a little funny in his heart, if this group of old men who were fighting together on weekdays knew that Sect Leader Li, who made him bow down, was actually dressed as a woman, what would his expression be?