The patriarch of Gongsun, that is, Gongsun Ya's grandfather, Gongsun Dadao, had a touch of sarcasm in his cloudy eyes.

The strongest?

Amusing!

The strongest should be his grandson, Gongsun Ya.

Of course, at this time, Gongsun Dadao didn't know that his good grandson was also like Yin Mo, and died forever in the Ninth Temple.

And the murderer is the same person!

He leisurely drank the tea in his hand, "Yin Sect Master, why worry? Yin Xian's nephew's cultivation is so profound, how can he die? Besides, no one came out of the temple, so who is misleading you? ”

For the oldest generation in the room, Yin Wan Liang can't be as usual, hypocritically soothing.

He said coldly: "My son's life lamp is cracked!" ”

Life Lamp?

Several patriarchs glanced at each other slightly, and they all dispersed with their own tacit understanding.

The magical life lamp should be from the hand of the refining master Xianhe, as the name suggests, it should have the function of knowing life and death.

Now, the lights are out?

This is really strange.

"That's a pity."

Dugu patriarch, Dugu's nine-year-old father Dugu is eight years old, showing a trace of sadness to Yin Mo.

Yin Wanliang gritted his teeth.

This Dugu is the youngest patriarch here, but he is also the best at making mud, a typical smiling tiger, and everything has lost its focus to him.

He was furious, "What do you mean when Dugu is eight years old!" So, you don't agree with opening the temple? Let me go in and retrieve my son's body? ”

Recovering the body?

Except for the Dugu patriarch, the other three patriarchs did not hide the contempt and doubts in their eyes.

This person is planning to go in and search for the murderer, right?

How can that work?

Maybe the murderer is one of their families?

Not to mention the real murderer, who knows if this person will do anything after entering and take the opportunity to kill all the geniuses in their clan.

Among the four major families, the patriarch of the Murong family, who was the weakest, Murong Qianjue said lightly: "Brother Yin, I can't agree to this request. Everyone knows the danger of the temple, and I believe that Yin Xian's nephew also knew in advance, and it was also destined by heaven to die inside. Please mourn. ”

Providence is predestined?

Excuse me?

Yin Wanliang raised his head and stared at Murong Qianjue, full of resentment.

However, no one is a fool, how could the patriarch of Murong Qian's great family be afraid of his gaze?

The smell of gunpowder permeated the room.

Zhuge Cha's father, Zhuge Yan, who had not spoken, raised his eyebrows slightly, "This is the rule, and no one can change it." Yin Wan Liang, are you going to openly disobey our four great families? ”

His complexion was tinged with a hint of arrogance.

Like the head of the sect in front of him, he is an inconspicuous ant like a random vendor selling baked cakes on the street.

Four great families!

This movable type signboard makes the shade and cool face slightly pale.

Although the four great families are secretly fighting to the death, they are still tied together on the surface, and only in this way can they forever override all the forces in Xuanwu City and control the Xuanwu Continent in their hands.

No one should think about breaking the alliance of the four great families!

"Zhuge Yan, you should be proud! Among all the leading geniuses, Zhuge Cha is the weakest, I don't believe it, my son died in Huangquan, but your son can live well! ”

Saying that, he waved his sleeves and left angrily!

Zhuge Yan's face was slightly cold, but in an instant, he returned to normal, still looking high.

What about his son being the weakest?

I believe that when he came out of the temple, the cultivation of his son Zhuge Cha had already left them far behind!

His Zhuge family is a family that has been loved by the Holy Envoy!