wide-eyed, there is also Sima Xianghe.

Sima Xianghe didn't believe that Yun Zeying would ignore the ticket of the clan sister, but at this moment, he took out a ticket in front of everyone, so it would only aggravate everyone's misunderstanding.

This, the arrogant guy, who is used to being low-key, suddenly appeared in the public's sight, and came to such a pig-like operation.

Sima Xianghe only felt that he wanted to beat Yun Zeying, and sighed in his heart: Sure enough, no one is perfect, and there are shortcomings.

Sima Xianghe hurriedly took a few steps forward and asked Yun Zeying, "Where did you get the ticket?" Who gave it to you? ”

Where did you get your tickets? Who gave it to you?

Instead, where did you pick it up?

Sima Xianghe's words were very favoritic.

When Yun Yanmin heard this, he couldn't help frowning, but he dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak.

Sima Xianghe has great prestige among the disciples of Qingyun Academy.

Yun Yanmin couldn't be upright, so he could only cry timidly and cowardly, and said, "Yes...... Be...... Not picked up...... It must have been given by a ....... of the world."

Qingyun City's rules have always been to break the realm and choose the master, there is competition, and pay attention to fairness, justice, and openness, all of which are to gather in this palace of rites.

If you are not a clansman, then you have to come to this palace, they are all people with heads and faces, who would do such things that offend people!

"Senior Brother Sima, you are so biased! Helping Yun Zeying bully a girl, what kind of man is he? The crowd didn't know which bloody man roared.

The Northern Underworld is still martial, the folk customs are simple and upright, and the road is uneven and roars, which is the usual blood.

Scolding erupted from the crowd.

Sima Xianghe just wanted to roar and shake the scene.

Suddenly, I heard Yun Zeying's sneer, "Yun Yanmin, you said that this is the ticket that your father gave you, do you remember the number on this ticket?" ”

The tickets for the Long Wing Palace, each with an unrepeating number, are inconspicuous and rarely noticed.

Yun Yanmin's brows furrowed tightly, a little angry, and said, "Big brother, if you don't want to pay it back, forget it." Ticket number, which will specifically remember this useless thing? ”

Yun Zeying sneered twice: "You don't remember, I do." A few days ago, your father exchanged tickets for my successor, and when I returned the tickets to your father, I accidentally glanced at his ticket code. ”

When Yun Yanmin heard this, his heart jumped suddenly, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

Yun Zeying continued: "Your father's ticket code is Weijia Ding Bingwu Hai Chou, and my ticket code is Hai Ding Jia Yousi Chen Yinzi. If you don't believe me, you go and ask your father. ”

Sima Xiang raised his eyebrows, drew the ticket in Yun Zeying's hand, looked at it, and read out the code: "Hai Ding Jia Youchen Yinzi." ”

Yun Yunmin took a deep breath, she hadn't seen the ticket in her father's hand, and she didn't know whether what Yun Zeying said was true or false, but she just thought that Yun Zeying would remember the code, and her mind was outrageously thoughtful.

His words do not seem to be false.

But whether it's true or not, it has reached such a point that there is no way back, she must destroy Yun Zeying.

"I don't know the ticket code in my father's hand, and even my father may not have deliberately memorized it. Do you say that the code in Daddy's hand is which? Even if you just read it, I still can't pronounce the code, let alone you just glanced at it? How can you see that you are not nonsense? Yun Yanmin asked stiffly.

When the flowers fell and heard it, they didn't want to endure it.

He believed that Yun Zeying would not be wrong if he could speak.

"You, go to the Summer Palace, ask Master Yunming Yiyun to come over, remember to let him bring his tickets." Hua Falling casually assigned a disciple of the Medicine Recipe Palace and said.

What kind of cultivation is Yun Yunmin, even Yun Runlin is not as good, Yun Mingyi is willing to give it to her, and he will not give it to her at this time.

If you don't enter the Seven Grades of the Soul Condensation Realm, it will be a waste of this ticket.

The seven grades of the Soul Condensation Realm, this is still the disciple of the family who has no money to smash, so he is willing to give it.

As far as Yun Mingyi's family background is concerned, there is only one piece to die, and if he is not in the realm of soul condensation, where can he give it?

Hua Tilting concluded that Yun Mingyi's ticket was still in his own hand, and specially instructed him to bring the ticket.

He once said that he would cover Yun Zeying.

He is not full of soul law, and he can't protect Yun Zeying through the tribulation, how can Yun Zeying suffer this grievance?

The disciple who was named by the flower fell took the order and hurriedly ran out.

I didn't pay attention, and bumped into a teenager who rushed out of the crowd.

The tiger-headed young man was knocked to the ground, he glanced at it hurriedly, it was Yun Zexiong, ignored it, and continued to run out.

Yun Zexiong got up from the ground and hurriedly asked Yun Zeying, "Brother, I heard them say that you stole Yun Yanmin's things, what is it?" How could you steal her stuff? What good things does she have for you to steal? ”

Hearing this, Yun Yunmin raised his eyebrows, and said softly: "Little brother, big brother, he picked up my ticket, the ticket to the top of the Long Wing Palace. ”

Yun Yanmin bit the "ticket to the top of the Long Wing Palace" to show that the ticket was valuable.

When Yun Zexiong heard this, he glanced at Sima Xianghe and the ticket in his hand, a pair of thick eyebrows twisted into a pair of caterpillars, and scolded disdainfully: "It's a good thing to break the ticket?" Is it worth my brother to pick you up? Are you sick? ”

Sima Xianghe, when he heard this, his brain jumped suddenly, and his little junior brother scolded him so much that he didn't know that it was Yun Yanmin, and he scolded a sea of people.

Is the ticket to the top of the Long Wing Palace a broken ticket? Think his brother will pick it up, but he's sick? The people in this house are all sick.

These words seemed to be Yun Zexiong's arrogance, and it was even more obvious that Yun Zexiong had no knowledge, and he threw the face of the Red Wing Palace everywhere.

"Yun Zexiong, you step down for me!" Sima Xianghe shouted.

"I don't!" Yun Zexiong was extremely angry and bold, and said against his senior brother of the Red Wing Palace.

Yun Zexiong took out a jade plaque from his waist and tapped the word "Xiong" on the jade plaque with his finger.

Suddenly, a large crack opened in the void.

Su Yuyan's eyes sank, the jade plate was actually a storage jade, such a storage space is not common.

Yun Zexiong's jade plate is the same as the jade plate that Yun Zeying gave her, but the words engraved on it are different.

Therefore, what Yun Zeying gave her was not just a piece of decorative jade, but a space.

Yun Zexiong casually ripped off the spatial crack and pulled out a big hole, revealing the space inside in an instant.

The space is littered with all kinds of things, disorganized, like a chaotic warehouse, and the things inside are not very valuable, they are all ordinary monster statues.

Yun Zexiong rummaged inside for a while, and suddenly found something, grabbed it, grabbed it, and smashed it directly on Yun Yanmin's head, smashing Yun Yanmin's coiled bun.

Yun Yanmin was annoyed in her heart, she was older than Yun Zexiong, how to say that she was also Yun Zexiong's eldest sister, Yun Zexiong was so rude and rude, she was so angry that she couldn't do it.

Yun Yanmin hated the root of his teeth, and scolded: "Yun Zexiong, you wild boy ......."

It's just that before he finished scolding, he saw Sima Xianghe leaning over in a daze and picking up the things that Yun Zexiong had smashed on the ground.

A ball of paper.

When Sima Xiangru spread the crumpled paper ball carefully, Yun Yanmin gasped.

This is.......