"It's free." Chang Qianfo said, "Since you have married another, the marriage contract with her will no longer be counted." You have no right to interfere with her marriage. ”

"You say you have no right to interfere, you don't have the right to interfere?" Jin Yanchen sneered: "She was raised by me, and she is also the holy daughter of my Ming Palace. I care about my own people, when it is your turn to be an outsider. ”

Chang Qianfo had expected this to be the result. If Jin Yanchen was willing to let people go, he would not have killed Huairentang today and forcibly asked for people.

"It looks like we're not going to talk about it today."

"Chang Gongzi doesn't have to scare anyone." Jin Yanchen bowed his elbows to support the handle of the chair, his body was half-tilted in the open chair, his long legs were bent all the time, full of laziness and casualness, but his slightly narrowed eyes were full of awe-inspiring and powerful taste: "Not to mention whether your speculation is true, if you have to think that my subordinates are hindering me behind my back, you insist on settling this account with me." I'm waiting for you. ”

"But" he paused for a moment and said, "There is no matchmaker and no employment, you forcibly left my cousin in Huairen Hall, this matter is unreasonable, and it is you who are Chang Qianfo." ”

Suddenly stood up, glanced back at the hourglass in the corner of the wall, and said lightly: "It's just right, it's not the end of the hour, just from the beginning of the Shen time, every moment, I will kill someone until you release him." ”

"Jin Yanchen!" Chang Qianfo shouted angrily, his breath was short of breath under the rapid attack, his face was as red as red, and he reprimanded unsteadily: "Will you only use such despicable means to threaten people? ”

"Unfortunately, that's exactly what I do." Jin Yanchen had already walked to the door, and when he came back, he smiled, his face was very bright, but it made people feel a kind of tarsal chill: "And it seems that only this method will work best for you." Guess which one I'll start with? ”

After speaking, he turned around and strode into the rain.

"Intercept him!" Chang Qianfo shouted sharply.

The iron guards swarmed up and blocked Jin Yanchen's way. The killers of the two palaces of heaven and earth on both sides of the gate drew their swords together, and the iron guards were facing each other.

Qu Ya, who had not yet left the hall door, turned his head to look at Chang Qianfo, Liangqing held the knife in his hand, and looked at Qu Ya with a calm face.

Chang Jili stared at Xu Younan.

Zhao Ping closely followed Wang Shusheng's movements.

The tension inside and outside the house is on the verge of eruption.

Whether it is the iron guard of Changjiabao or the killer of the two palaces of the Ming Palace, they are all masters of the masters, and they are all experienced in a hundred battles and kill people like hemp. Once you start to do it with real knives and guns, it will be a fierce battle to the death. The final result was a defeat for both sides, Chang Qianfo didn't want to see it, and Jin Yanchen didn't want to see it.

The two looked at each other in the air, silent. In this contest, the competition is who is more ruthless and more open-minded, and the one who can't hold out in the end is bound to make concessions.

In this tense atmosphere, the slightest anomaly is particularly noticeable.

There were footsteps in the distance.

Then, if two umbrellas, one red and one white, appeared in the vast rain and smoke, it was as if two huge water lilies had bloomed between heaven and earth, floating in the wind and slowly moving closer.

The man holding the white umbrella wore a stone blue brocade robe with a set of ancient jade of the same color tied around his waist. The three sets of balances are complete, and they are made in strict accordance with the ancient rituals. Walking with a clanging sound, not in a hurry or slow, showing the noble identity and profound etiquette of the visitor.

This person is Wen Heng, the head of the Yingshui Wen family.

Parallel to Wen Heng is a young woman about ten years old, wearing a pink Yunying Liuxian skirt with a slender figure. The face is stunning, the black hair is pulled into a bun towards the river, the remaining half is draped over the shoulders, half poured and half poured, poured like flowing clouds and poured like a waterfall, and a poetic gloom.

Suddenly, it is like the fairy of the nine heavens in the mortal dust, and it cannot be forced to look.

It is Mu Yueting, the world's first beauty with the title of "Mu Fairy".

The two of them had already seen the battle in front of the council chamber clearly, and if they had changed the people next to them, they might have been scared away long ago. However, the identities of these two people are not ordinary.

Wen Heng was born in a prestigious family, and he is used to seeing all kinds of big scenes, and he has something to rely on behind him, so there is nothing to fear; And Mu Yueting, as the granddaughter of the former martial arts alliance leader, the pearl of the current alliance leader, has been holding martial arts conferences every three years since he can remember.

Although she doesn't like the scenes of people in the rivers and lakes being aggressive and bloody, she can't scare her.

Although the two of them were surprised, they did not stop, holding their umbrellas, and walked past the iron guards and the Heaven and Earth Palace killers who were facing each other with their knives.

When it rained under the eaves, Wen Heng took two quick steps, and quickly helped Mu Yueting up the steps, and the jade pendants on his waist collided chaotically, making a dingdong sound, echoing for a long time under the empty corridor.

Wen Heng gracefully put away the umbrella, and when she turned around to pick up the oil-paper umbrella from Mu Yueting's hand, she found that she was as if she had been nailed, and she was looking at the rain curtain in a daze, and the three souls and seven spirits were no longer there.

"Sixth cousin......" The mist gradually emerged from her beautiful eyes.

Jin Yanchen's eyes were cold, and he looked at Mu Yueting with a little inquiry, and quickly confirmed her identity.

Mu Yueting got affirmation from Jin Yanchen's eyes, covered her mouth with her hands, tears rolled down Qingli's cheeks like broken jade, she still couldn't believe it, and said in a trembling voice: "Sixth cousin, really... Is it really you? I'm Moon Garden. ”

After she saw Mu Dianke with her own eyes, she knew that those rumors were true. Whether it is the fourth child who died in the fire, or the sixth cousin who sank to the bottom of the Yellow River, they are still alive in the world. With the hatred of their previous lives, they came to take revenge.

She was both looking forward to it, and she was scared, looking forward to the day when she could see that dazzling boy like the sun again.

He's still him.

Even though he frowned coldly and changed his expression, she still recognized him. There is a famous painter in Luoyang City, who can compare the portraits of children over the age of three to draw what they will look like as adults. In her drawer, there is a coming-of-age portrait of Jin Yanchen, full of energy, as bright as the wind, as long as he is willing to grin in front of him, it must be the same as in the painting.

But Jin Yanchen didn't smile, and there was no expression on his handsome face.

His hand clenched the knife.

"Moon Court!"

There was a scream in the distance, Mu Dian can rush out of the side hall, and the cyan figure passed away like a streamer, quickly passing through the rain curtain in the sky, and crossed between Jin Yanchen and Mu Yueting.

Jin Yanchen's hand froze.

Mu Dianke looked at Jin Yanchen with a pale face, neither daring to show excessive vigilance nor making too much movement, his palms clenched and retracted to his back, and he tossed backwards in small steps.

She knew how deep Jin Yanchen's hatred was for Mu Shi, and she could naturally see how strong his killing intent was now. She was afraid of angering him, so she could only appease him in this cautious and almost flattering way, hoping that he would have compassion and allow her to take Mu Yueting away.

She finally retreated in front of Mu Yueting, groped for Mu Yueting's arm, and led her to the main hall.

Wen Heng also followed, using his body to protect Mu Yueting's other side. The three of them huddled together, moving slowly, and retreated into the hall. Mu Yueting still looked at Jin Yanchen with tears in her eyes, crying, unable to overcome her sorrow, and couldn't see the killing intent gathering in his eyes at all.

Mu Dianke stood still, no longer retreating, and looked at Jin Yanchen calmly and sadly.

Jin Yanchen read what she had to say from her eyes.

His hand holding the knife loosened.