Heavy snowfall.

A carriage galloped past, and two long wheel prints on the snow spread backwards, and finally merged, and a blurred black line emerged in the distance.

Although the cold wind and snow could not blow into the carriage, there were always some restless ones who got into the gap in the carriage.

A trace of cold when it is warm, I always feel that it is the coldest, like a little candlelight in the cold, looking like the June sun, the warmth flows all over the body.

The carriage was still speeding forward, and the four people in the carriage were silent.

Sorrow learned that the patriarch let him go to Cool Winter City.

The situation in Cool Winter City, the high-level of the Folding Clan couldn't be clearer, but it was just because of the Soul Clan, and they have been swallowing their anger.

This time, let the sorrow go, and play with the grievances is secondary, they want to let the sorrow understand a truth, when it is time to bow your head, don't raise your head.

The law of all things is that the law of the jungle is the law of the jungle.

The patriarch Zhi Qing was very aware of the temperature in Cool Winter City, but he watched the four of them go in this autumn thin coat.

The purpose of the patriarch is very clear, let Zhechou go out to see the current situation of the Zhe clan, and let him understand a truth, people are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves.

As the carriage moved away from the Cool Winter City, the snow was gone, the sunset was no longer blurry, and the temperature gradually returned to the coolness of autumn.

Inside the car, the four people took off their padded jackets one after another, opened the window next to them, and a warm and cool wind blew in their faces, and the remaining cold in the car was swallowed up.

Zhi Chou looked at the shadow of the tree outside the car that was stretched by Yu Yang, and sighed.

"Why?"

Sorrow asked in his heart.

What he wanted to know was that the clan knew about the situation in Cool Winter City, but they still let themselves take risks, and if it wasn't for their fate, they would be killed by the people of the Soul Clan.

Clenched his fists, and a hint of disappointment suddenly flashed in his eyes, which had never been seen before.

............

"Phew"

Uncle Mafu Wang pulled the reins, and the speed of the carriage gradually slowed down.

In a moment, the carriage stopped at the gate of the Zhe clan.

When the guard at the door saw the incoming car, he just took two steps and was about to step forward to interrogate, but found that it was Uncle Wang's car, so he didn't continue to step forward, but said: "Uncle Wang, let the four of them hurry to the hall, there is something important!"

"Got it. ”

Uncle Wang looked at the four people who had already gotten off the car, and said with some helplessness on his face: "Sorrow, you remember, if you are righteous, then this world is just." ”

Hearing this, his left hand moved slightly, and after glancing at Uncle Wang, he didn't say anything, and walked directly towards the hall.

The three of them looked at the sorrow that suddenly became silent, looked at each other, and the three of them didn't think much about it anymore, and hurriedly followed.

"I am justice, and the world is justice?" said to himself in his heart, and his steps suddenly increased.

Zhechou wanted to know how the Zhe clan dealt with this matter, and his experience was as if it had been arranged by them, which made Zhechou feel very cold.

In a moment, the hall appeared ten steps ahead.

Sorrowful walked over in small steps, raised his right hand and knocked on the door.

"Come in"

The voice of the patriarch was heard in the hall.

As soon as he entered the door, he found that as he thought, all the uncles and high-ranking members of the Zhe clan were present.

When his sorrowful eyes swept over the side of the hall, he found a woman kneeling there, and he couldn't help but look at it a few more times, and his heart suddenly became puzzled.

The patriarch saw the sorrow that came in, and slapped his palm on the table in front of him, leaving a sunken palm print.

Zheqing's face was a little ugly.

"Except for Qing Resentment and that little girl, you two kneel down for me!" he snapped up and shouted.

Hearing this, he bit his lip with his teeth, slowly bent his legs, and knelt down, as did Xiaoya behind him.

Zhechou already knew how to deal with the Zhe clan, and he didn't want to say anything, so his hanging arms and fists were squeaked.

"Sorrow, do you know why you knelt down?" said Zhiqing.

Sadly looked at the floor and ignored it.

"The patriarch talks to you, and you have this attitude, big brother, how do you usually educate him?" Zhi Qiang's gaze turned to fold over, and a secret smile appeared on his face.

Turning around and hearing this, a violent wind spirit suddenly erupted around his body, and the things in the entire hall were shaken from side to side, and the two people standing next to him were suddenly blown left and right by this violent air current.

"Fold it, what do you want to do!" Fold Qing shouted angrily, and the shaking objects in the hall fell silent.

The sorrow is also understood, and the soul clan doesn't let go of itself, and his own clan doesn't want to stop there.

"I wanted you to go to Cool Winter City and sharpen your temperament, but you actually made such a big deal for me, do you think you are very powerful now?" Zhi Qing said.

Kneeling on the ground, Zhichou raised his head and looked at Zhiqing.

"I didn't kill that person from the Soul Clan. He replied with sorrow, looking at the woman who was kneeling on the ground just now.

Boom!Buzz~

When he saw the woman's face, his mind exploded like a thunderbolt from the sky, and his mind went blank.

This woman kneeling on the ground is a sorrowful mother, gentle!

Qingrou came here to help her plead for mercy, but after kneeling for a long time, the patriarch was still unmoved.

And no matter how the sorrow is explained, this tribal punishment should not be escaped.

After all, this incident started because of sorrow, even if it was killed by others, it was related to sorrow.

Patriarch Zheqing didn't seem surprised when he heard the sad words.

Seeing the mother who was kneeling on the ground, she didn't care about anything else, she suddenly got up from the ground, rushed to Qingrou's side, stretched out her slightly trembling hands, and slowly helped her up.

"Sorrow, are you alright?"

"Mother, I ......"

I wanted to say it sadly, but I swallowed it again, and a little tear just flowed in my eyes, and I was immediately suppressed by it.

Why do you have to be punished for doing the right thing?

Why is justice being suppressed?

What I don't know is that this is the law of survival in this world!

However, it is better to let him die than to let him swallow his anger and accommodate those bullies who oppress the fish and flesh people.

"Who got you up!" shouted Zheqiang.

The atmosphere in the hall was stirred up at once, and the smell of gunpowder spread.

Tossing and turning, the face is extremely unbearable.

I had been suppressing my anger, but finally it exploded.

"What right do you have to control Lao Tzu's son! Even if you are cowardly, you still want to make me and my son like you?" he looked excited, as if a wave of anger was about to erupt from his mouth.

I have endured the cowardice of the high-level of the folded clan for a long time, but my own strength is like this, and I can only dare to be angry and dare not speak.

Sorrow, who was standing next to his mother, heard this, turned sideways and looked at the people in the seats in front of the hall, only Toss and his father were on his side.

A little bit of hope gradually faded, and I already knew in my heart that I had done something wrong?

Turning back to the center of the hall, he knelt down again, his sloppy gaze suddenly condensed, and the color of determination covered his still slightly immature face.

"I did something wrong, and I am willing to be punished!"

He was silent, his eyes bloodshot from the screams he had just screamed.

When Qingrou heard her son's words, her eyes were blurred with tears, this is the punishment of the folding clan!

If Qingrou hadn't married into the fold clan, then she would have the right to speak, but she couldn't do anything now.

A look of unbearability flashed in Zhiqing's eyes, he knew very well that it was unfair to Zhiqing to do this, but in this world, how many things are fair?

When the Soul Clan learned that their dark part had been killed, they sent someone to inform the Soul Clan.

Tomorrow, the Soul Clan Patriarch will come to seek justice in person.

Of course, the Soul Clan didn't just stir up the crowd just because a little minion died.

The patriarch of the soul clan, 'Soul Departure', is afraid of that, the old man who uses thunder.

According to the clan rules, if you are worried about clashes with people with top powers, this is meant to be punished.

One of the rules of the Zhen clan is that no matter whether it is right or wrong, whether it is right or wrong, if you clash with the top three forces on the mainland without permission, you will be punished.

Moreover, the soul clan also died and one person was in the territory of the folded clan, and the punishment of sorrow was secondary, and showing weakness to the soul clan was the main purpose.

Qing Yan bit his lip and stepped out, just wanting to help him beg for mercy as the daughter of the leader of the Qingyu Alliance.

Before he could speak, he was directly interrupted by Zheqing, who didn't want to bring in Qingyumeng, and this matter could only be borne by the Zhe clan.

It's not the sorrow that's wrong, it's the world.