Mo Xuan, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke.

Patting his little teeth, he rode it and slowly paced in front of everyone.

There were all the people in the audience, but he was the only one who rode on top of the war beast, condescending, looking down on everyone.

This is an extremely rude act.

Up and down the Snow Mansion, many people were extremely angry, but the good quality of everyone's children made them not break out on the spot.

Mo Xuan had been riding Xiaoya before, staying behind, with an indifferent face, as if he was out of the matter.

So the crowd pretended not to see this impudent guy and ignored his existence.

Mo Xuan didn't care what everyone thought.

The so-called secular etiquette is not something he cares about, he is just too lazy to come down, too lazy to stand or walk, not intentionally rude.

According to these people, as long as the Nine Abysses disciple starts, he will not be left alive, and Xue Yue will leave alone, and he will not escape death.

He didn't like the result.

Xue Yue didn't expect Mo Xuan to speak.

"Senior......" Xue Yue looked up at Mo Xuan, with a little starlight in her eyes.

"The bronze bell ringing is not a warning, and it is not because of the so-called disciples of the Nine Abysses, it is too far-fetched for you to use this reason. ”

Mo Xuan looked at Xue Fangquan, stretched out his hand and pointed at him, and then pointed to the clock tower in the distance.

He felt it was time to correct his mistakes.

Many people thought that the bronze bell was a warning from the ancestors, and it also made them determined to drive Xue Yue away, so as not to provoke the Nine Abysses.

Mo Xuan thought that his tone and demeanor were still very sincere, as long as the other party had a little eyesight, he should be able to see his sincerity, and they would be moved by it.

After all, it is very rare for him Mo Xuan to explain something so seriously.

The last time he was able to enjoy this kind of treatment, it seems that he was the master of the origin of pure civilization.

It's just that in the eyes of outsiders, Mo Xuan's actions are really rude to the extreme.

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, riding a pig, stood in front of the deputy lord of the dignified Snow Mansion, condescendingly, pointing fingers, this was no longer rude, but provocative.

Xue Fangquan's cultivation is very good, and the city government is also deep, but at this moment, witnessing Mo Xuan's actions, his face can't help but be gloomy.

Not to mention that this is just a teenager who doesn't know where he came from, even if he is the lord of a mansion, or even the city lord of "Baixuan City", he has to be polite to himself, and he will never be so rude.

Although the Xue Yue brothers and sisters said that Mo Xuan saved them, Xue Fangquan didn't believe it and always thought they were exaggerating.

If Mo Xuan was really so powerful, he would not let Xue Yue be injured because of him, let alone let the Nine Abyss disciples leave.

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, no matter how powerful he is, how powerful can he be?

Just seeing that he is so rude and lacks education, he will not come from a disciple of a big family.

Like the children of their Snow Mansion, they all have a considerable upbringing, and they will never tolerate any disciple flying outside.

A big family that can be inherited for hundreds or even hundreds of years is unimaginable.

Not only is the force inherited, but also the cultural cultivation and etiquette rules are indispensable.

The disciples of aristocratic and wealthy families, their demeanor and cultivation are absolutely different from those of Yamamura Nofu.

Just as Mo Xuan was so rude, the disciples around Xue Fangquan all looked at Mo Xuan angrily, but their good upbringing made them not scold and scold out loud.

Because the elders were present, it was not their turn to interject, which was etiquette.

Mo Xuan ignored everyone's expressions, and just continued lightly: "She is from your Snow Mansion, she should stay in Snow Mansion, how can you decide whether she will go or stay, as for the bronze bell ringing, it is not a warning, if you don't believe it, I can let it ring again......"

"Shut up!" Xue Fangquan finally couldn't help it anymore and scolded angrily.

If Mo Xuan was only targeting him personally, he could still bear it, but Mo Xuan said that he could make the ancestral bronze bell ring again, which was no longer rude or presumptuous, but a naked provocation.

He is insulting the bronze bell of the ancestral weapon, which is equivalent to insulting the ancestors of the Xue clan, how can this be endured?

All the bloody people of the Snow Clan glared angrily, and everyone surrounded them, eager to rush up and drag this nonsense-talking kid off the pig's back, punching and kicking him.

Not to mention them, even He Qianling, an outsider on the side, was dumbfounded.

Although she was very curious about Mo Xuan's origin, she felt that he had a lot of secrets.

Sometimes it looks unfathomable, like the legendary predecessor powerhouse, but sometimes it looks like it has no strength, and even an ordinary beginner fighter can't compare.

Regarding Mo Xuan's rude behavior, He Qianling has come all the way and is used to it.

But seeing Mo Xuan teach Xue Fangquan such a lesson, and even insulting the Xue Mansion Ancestral Weapon, she was still surprised.

Mo Xuan has completely offended the Snow Mansion.

Xue Fangquan was furious, and took a step forward suddenly, the clothes on his body were windless, and Xiaoya couldn't stand the momentum of this sudden outburst, and couldn't help but retreat.

As one of the three deputy masters of the Snow Mansion, Xue Fangquan's strength was stronger than He Qianling's, and he had already reached the sixth-order warrior realm.

Sixth-order fighters, how powerful, Xue Fangquan was furious, and the entire airflow was pulled, and those who were close even felt difficult to breathe, and hurriedly retreated.

Mo Xuan was closest to him, and he felt it the most, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly.

This human being is really rude.

I kindly persuaded him, but I didn't expect that he not only did not accept his kindness, but was still angry, and he was really ignorant of human beings and could not be reasoned.

Mo Xuan couldn't help but shake his head, with a disappointed look on his face, a little uninterested, too lazy to say.

It's just that this expression fell into Xue Fangquan's eyes, but it made him even angrier.

In his eyes, he felt that Mo Xuan's actions and demeanor were full of contempt and disdain.

Even the clay people have three points of fire, not to mention that the powerful people of the snow side are the deputy masters of a mansion.

"Young man, since your elders didn't teach you basic etiquette, Xue will teach you the principles of being a man today, and when you talk to your elders, the most basic courtesy, you should get off the horse. ”

Xue Fangquan suddenly let out a loud shout, took a step forward suddenly, rolled up his right sleeve, and swept away vigorously, about to wrap Mo Xuan and tear him off the pig's back.

He didn't think about how to seriously injure Mo Xuan, he just wanted to tear him off the pig's back and smash his head hard, so that Mo Xuan would make a fool of himself in public.

Xue Fangquan is a sixth-order fighter, how powerful he is, and how Mo Xuan is his opponent now.

However, Mo Xuan could see from his subtle movements the moment he made a move, and communicated with Xiaoya in advance.

Almost at the same time as Xue Fangquan made a move, Xiaoya retreated sharply under his command, and almost stood up with Mo Xuan, opened his bloody mouth, and let out a pig roar.

Xiao Fang's sudden move was a little unexpected by Xue Fangquan, he didn't expect this low-level war beast to react so quickly.

But just like that, it couldn't bother Xue Fangquan, his left hand went up almost at the same time like a poisonous snake, and he was about to tear Mo Xuan off the back of his little tooth.

"Hum—"

Suddenly, on the copper tower in the distance, the ancestral weapon sounded itself, and the huge bell rang out, spreading throughout the entire Snow Mansion.

The sound sounded so suddenly that it shocked everyone.

Xue Fangquan's left hand was about to grab Mo Xuan, but Mo Xuan had already pointed to the bronze bell and said, "Listen, this bell is ringing again." ”

Xue Fangquan's hand froze in place, and he raised his head with an incredible expression, as if he had seen a ghost.

Behind, Xue Yue, who was originally about to turn away, also stopped, turned around, looked at the clock tower dozens of zhang away, opened his mouth wide, and a pair of white beards on his lips were curled.

He has lived to be almost eighty years old, and for so many years, he has never heard this bronze bell ring, and today, how can he sound two times in a row?

What exactly are the ancestors portending?

Is this a curse or a blessing?

There are thousands of people in the snow house, and people are panicking.

Today is too abnormal, and the strange atmosphere fills the audience.

Mo Xuan was high up and looked down at Xue Fangquan: "I said that the bronze bell rings itself, it doesn't mean anything. ”