The atmosphere in the main hall was unusually quiet, only the sound of the rapid breathing of the people of the Guyun Painting Sect and the sound of sweat dripping.

Si Wuji's face was extremely ugly, he looked at Ren Jiuge, and pleaded: "Pavilion Master Ren, we Lonely Cloud Painting Sect, we really can't get these." ”

"Pavilion Master, we really know it's wrong! Please, give me a way to live. ”

Ren Jiuge's eyes were slightly closed, his whole body was glowing with pale white brilliance, and in the depths of the dantian, the Mahayana Heavenly Recipe was constantly emerging. In the face of Si Wuji's pleading, Ren Jiuge didn't seem to hear it at all.

Chen Yan was a little impatient and said, "Our Majesty has been extrajudicial and has directly exempted you from half of the compensation. Why, you are not satisfied with such a supreme grace?"

There was no light in Si Wuji's eyes, and the eyes of the rest of the disciples were also dead. All fiefdoms, including their ancestral palaces, in addition to this, they have to pay another 10 million taels of silver.

At present, except for the fiefdom and the palace, all the assets of the Guyun Painting Sect add up to only about 10 million taels.

This kind of compensation is tantamount to forcing the Guyun Painting Sect into a desperate situation. If compensation is made according to Chen Yan's request, then there will be not much left of the entire Guyun Painting Sect, and it will directly fall from the second-order peak sect to the bottom-tier sect in an instant.

Si Wuji was a little masterless, looked at Gui Baizhi next to him, and said, "Gui Shao City Lord, can you help say something." We have also worshiped Prince Mu for many years, and the Guyun Painting Sect is facing the difficulty of destroying the sect, and he can't sit idly by. ”

In Yong'an Mansion, to some extent, Gu Xicheng is the spokesperson of Prince Mu.

Gui Bai Zhi shook his head and said, "For this incident, the Guyun Painting Sect is mainly responsible. Prince Mu is impartial and selfless, and if his old man knows, he will definitely be ruthless. ”

In fact, Prince Mu no longer wants to see the Guyun Painting Sect. The Lone Cloud Painting Sect has been thriving in recent years, approaching the first-order sect. All this is inseparable from the support of Prince Mu.

However, after they became stronger, they gradually became arrogant and wanted to break away from Prince Mu's relationship. Even, there are some decrees, they turn a blind eye.

Just like this time, Gui Baizhi took the prince's will, but was politely rejected from the sect.

Under this circumstance, Prince Mu had already planned to support another sect and replace it in Yong'an Mansion.

The best choice is Gu Xi City. However, Gu Xi City had a more important mission, and he couldn't be distracted from the affairs of the sect in the mansion.

At this time, Ren Jiuge was born and became famous in Yong'an Mansion.

In fact, after the five major sects besieged the Immortal Jian Sect, Prince Mu was already inclined to Ren Jiuge. Therefore, Ren Jiuge was trapped in the Lonely Cloud Painting Sect, and it was easy for Bai Zhi to invite the prince's will.

Jingyang Wan'er snorted coldly, "You think of Prince Mu now, before, we took the prince's will, and you didn't block the door." ”

Si Wuji's face turned even paler, and if Prince Mu didn't speak up for him, the Guyun Painting Sect would be hopeless.

Chen Yan was irritable and said impatiently: "Have you thought about it, my patience is limited!"

"Give you three breaths of time, and if you don't decide, then I will kill the sect!"

As he spoke, his body exuded golden light, and a fairy puppet killing aura permeated out!

In the entire hall, the atmosphere was solemn and cold.

The low-level disciples of the Lonely Cloud Painting Sect couldn't stand this murderous aura at all, and they couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Si Wuji was seriously injured, and when the killing aura hit, he also felt a burst of shock!

"The fiefdom of the Lonely Cloud Painting Sect can be given up. But the main peak of Zhuyun is the ancestral land of this ancestor, and in order to inherit the fire, I sincerely ask to stay. ”

Chen Yan said coldly: "There is no need to discuss. Let me say one last time, all the fiefs of the Guyun Painting Sect, 10 million taels of silver, are indispensable. ”

"Otherwise, then I can only hit Zhuyun Peak and dig your lair!"

The disciples of the Guyun Painting Sect were all shocked, and murmured softly: "On behalf of the master, we still agree." "That's right, stay in the green mountains, don't worry about no firewood." ”

These disciples are all extremely mediocre people, and when they were so frightened by Chen Yan, they were all six gods and no masters.

Si Wuji sighed lowly, knowing that the Lonely Cloud Painting Sect had already gone over, and said, "Okay, I agree. ”

This sentence, after the silence, represents the era of the Lonely Cloud Painting Sect, which has completely become a thing of the past. A new era in Yong'an Mansion has arrived.

Chen Yan's eyes were overjoyed, he almost jumped up, and said, "Okay, the one who knows the times is Junjie." Dare to be a true husband!"

After speaking, he took out a piece of gold paper, wrote it hard, and quickly sorted out all the compensation clauses into the text of the treaty.

Si Wuji took the golden paper, sighed again, pondered for a moment, and finally signed his name on the treaty, and stamped the seal of the sect of the Guyun Painting Sect!

Chen Yan hurriedly took the treaty, with a smile on his face, extremely happy, and said: "Okay, good, then when will you honor the compensation stipulated in the treaty." ”

Si Wuji's face was lifeless, and he said, "Within three days." ”

Chen Yan was a little impatient, his eyes rolled, and he said, "It's just a few land deeds, and 10 million taels of silver." In this case, I will go back to the sect with you to get it. ”

Everyone was stunned, and Jingyang Wan'er couldn't help but glance at him. Chen Yan's popularity is a little ugly.

Shen Lin and the others knew that the title deed of the Guyun Painting Sect was coming. There is a high probability that Ren Jiuge will reward the fief of the Guyun Painting Sect to Chen Yan as a place to open a faction.

Chen Yan had already negotiated the compensation treaty, so he was naturally in a hurry, and he couldn't wait to fly to the Guyun Painting Sect now and take their land deed in his hands.

Si Wuji's face was even more ugly, it was like a sharp blade, stabbing him back and forth in the heart. "Master Chen, if you want to go back with me, then follow it, and save me another trip to a sad place. ”

After speaking, he turned his head directly and walked straight out of the main hall.

Chen Yan was very pleased, looked at Ren Jiuge, and said with a smile: "Honorable seat, I ......"

Ren Jiuge opened his eyes, smiled, and said, "Go, go early and come back early." ”

"Okay!" Chen Yan finished speaking, and the girl ran out directly.

Gui Bai Zhi saw that the people of the Guyun Painting Sect had already left, and asked, "Pavilion Master Ren, may I ask, when will you leave for Guangyang Mansion?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden low roar from the direction of the apse, and the voice was hoarse and terrible.

Ren Jiuge frowned slightly, and looked at the apse, it should be a black girl, something happened. He pondered for a moment and said, "Shen Lin, you first entertain the young city lord and the second lady, and I'll go to the apse to have a look." ”

As he spoke, he walked swiftly and ran straight to the apse.

Gui Baizhi and Jingyang Wan'er looked at each other, looked at each other, and didn't know what was going on, so they were hung in the hall.