"Father, is this deliberately breaking away from Ruohan?"

Qingchen's words are cold!

Qing Zihong said: "For my father, I want to hear your opinions and opinions!"

Qing Mo Ran: "I think Ruohan's proposal is not unreasonable, the destruction of the three major immortal sects seems to be done by the demons on the surface, but there are many doubts, if we blindly start a war with the demons, it will not be beneficial to us, and if we don't do it well, it will make people sit and reap the benefits of the fisherman." ”

"You mean, there is someone behind the destruction of the Three Great Immortal Gates, who is manipulating all this?"

"I'm not sure, but as things stand, there must be someone behind all this. Qing Mo Ran said uncertainly.

Qing Zihong calmed his eyes, paused for a moment, and said, "You go down to rest first, we will discuss this matter later." ”

......

"How about it?

A door master sitting below saw that Han Chengye had received Qing Zihong's letter, and hurriedly asked.

And Han Chengye didn't look good on his face after reading the letter sent by Qing Zihong just now, let alone showing a smile, but it made the door masters sitting below a little confused about what was wrong with him.

They all stared at him with puzzled expressions.

Han Yan and Han Yanran, the brother and sister, obviously also saw the strangeness on Han Chengye's face.

I knew there was definitely nothing good written on that letter.

Otherwise, Han Chengye, who was still talking and laughing with everyone one second, turned into a stiff face the next second.

"Ahem!" Han Yanran coughed, and hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, everyone, my father may still be immersed in the letter sent by the master of the Qing family, so he hasn't come back to his senses for a while, I hope you will forgive me!"

"That's the case, can the Lord of the Cold Sect tell us whether this Master of the Qing Sect agreed to our proposal to fight with the demons?

Han Chengye put the letter on the table, raised his eyes and said, "The master of the Qing Sect said that this is a big matter, and it needs to be considered more, Shang Che will not reply blindly!"

"What can I do?"

Seeing that Qing Zihong was not in favor of them starting a war with the demon clan, several of the sect masters sitting below discussed one after another: "The words of the Qing sect master are clearly a plan to delay the army." ”

"But we alone are not enough to start a war with the demons, so how can we talk about seeking justice for the three major immortal sects?"

"Lord Hanmen, what do you think should be done about this?" asked Lord Liumen.

Among their group, Han Chengye was the leader, and he also proposed to start a war with the demons.

Apparently he is the most vocal.

Han Chengye said: "Since the master of the Qing Sect does not approve of the war between the two realms of immortals and demons, then put this matter back for the time being, and it is not too late to propose this matter when you find a suitable time in the future." ”

When the people of the Immortal Sect saw that Han Chengye said this, they all looked at me, and I looked at you, and it was no longer good to insist on discussing the matter of starting a war with the demon clan.

After all, they are all small families of Xianmen, even if they want to go to war.

At that time, it is also necessary for a powerful immortal sect like the Han clan to take the lead in the front, otherwise even those of these small immortal sects will be sent to death.

But if there is a powerful Xianmen in charge, it will be different, and their sprint is undoubtedly the icing on the cake.

If you don't know it, you will become famous!

That's why they approve of war.

First, while wanting to become famous, the second is also to frustrate the morale of the demon clan, so that the people of the demon clan know that they are not easy to mess with.

But now that the hope is in vain, everyone can only keep this trace of regret in their hearts.

......

After Yun Qinghua received the news that Qing Zihong did not reply to the battle of the immortals and demons of the Immortal Gate, the heart that was hanging in mid-air suddenly fell.

I know that Qing Zihong must have taken into account many reasons and doubts.

That's why they chose to use the strategy of delaying the army to deal with the immortals.

That's fine, otherwise this world will not face another bloody scene of human suffering.

"Dad, you see that in a few days it will be the big day of senior brother and sister, did you say that all the people from the immortal sect will come then?" Yun Ling said curiously.

"It's hard to say!" Yun Qinghua said, "But I'm sure that the people from the Qing clan will definitely not come." ”

"Really?"

Although Yun Ling was answering, she didn't know why, but suddenly she became a little lost.

"What, you want to let someone from the Qing clan come?" Yun Qinghua said.

Yun Ling: "No, I'm thinking that this time the people of the Hundred Immortal Sect proposed to start a war with the Demon Clan, and our Yun Clan is standing in a neutral scene, I'm afraid that many people from the Immortal Sect should have a grudge against our Yun Clan, right?"

Yun Qinghua said: "This is inevitable, don't care about these, after all, what should come will always come, if you don't come, even if you use eight sedan chairs, the other party will not necessarily come, it's better to look at some!"

"The master is right. Mu Yan didn't know when he walked in, and said: "Ah Ling, don't worry about whether the guests will come or not, as long as we invite each other, the intention is there, as for whether the other party comes or not, it is the other party's business." ”

"Well, I see, senior brother!" Yun Ling said.

After this little episode, for the next few days, the door was constantly hung with wedding cloth and red lanterns.

Yun Ling hid on the eaves and looked at the full moon in the sky in a daze, and sighed alone: "It's really a person who has joys and sorrows, the moon is cloudy and sunny, and everything is in a dilemma!"

"What are you muttering here? What dilemma?" Yun Ying walked over from the corridor not far away, and saw her sitting alone on the eaves in a blue shirt staring at the moon in a daze, and asked her curiously.

Yun Ling came back to her senses, looked down at Yun Ying standing under the eaves, and frowned, "Why are you here?

Yun Ying flew over to her and sat down, and then handed her a small jar of wine, "It's not that you are alone here, so I specially came to accompany you!"

"You still have a conscience. Yun Ling took the wine she handed over and sniffed it, and said, "But where did you buy this wine? Why does it smell so fragrant? It should be delicious!"

"What did you buy?" Yun Ying replied, "I made it myself." ”

"When did you learn to make wine?" Yun Ling looked at her in amazement and said, "Why didn't I know about it in the first place?"

"You've been out of the door for seven or eight hours a day, it's strange if you know!" Yun Ying said angrily.

"Well, it's my fault!" Yun Ling said with a grin.

"It's just that you can tell me why your wine has a bitter taste in it?" Yun Ling looked at Yun Ying with a strange face.

Bitterness?

Yun Ying hadn't tasted it yet, and after hearing her say this, she hurriedly hugged the jar and took a sip, frowning and said, "I'll go, how can this wine taste like this?" Could it be that I made it bad?"