Chapter 402 [Conflict]
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Liu Chonghu's voice is very steady, which is slightly different from the beginning, and it seems that he has undergone a lot of tempering in Beizong during this time.
Yo You was a little vigilant, Oh Ye looked cautious, both of them were nervous, they naturally knew that this time was definitely not a good time to catch up, not to mention, according to Yuan Lai, he had no friendship with this surnamed Liu, although they were fellow villagers, they were not even friends.
At this time, they came over, and they didn't have to think about it to know that it was not normal.
Yuan Lai smiled and said, "Yes, it's been a long time, I didn't expect to meet here." ā
Liu Chonghu stared at him calmly, his eyes were deep, and there seemed to be many things hidden in them, but they couldn't be seen through for a while.
Yuan Lai instinctively wary of this group of people, he thought for a while, and said, "I don't know, what's the matter with you." ā
Saying that, he glanced at these people without a trace, the tall young man led by him had a cold and heavy eyebrow, and he had almost undisguised his dislike, and Liu Chonghu beside him did not seem to come with any good intentions, as for the rest of the people, Yuan Lai did not know, these young disciples of the Northern Sect all looked indifferent, but when he saw Xin Qing standing at the end of the line, Yuan Lai was surprised to find that although the girl had a cold face and no expression, her eyes flashed, and she handed over a warning look.
Yuan Lai was stunned for a moment, and then he saw that His Royal Highness the Prince was also standing behind the crowd and looking at him very strangely, or rather, at the same time, he also looked at the people of the Northern Sect, Zhang Ling's face showed a look of thought.
"Oh, it's nothing, it's just that there are few of you, although this place should be in no danger, but people can't relax, we are also fellow villagers, so I discussed with you brothers and sisters, we have more people, but I can take you on a ride." Liu Chonghu said lightly.
However, when he talked about the local feelings, his face was still cold, and his tone was a little pressing.
It's not so much like a help, it's more like a command.
Yuan Lai's heart sank, he didn't know what Liu Chonghu had in mind, and he didn't offend the other party, but it seems that Liu Chonghu didn't have a good attitude here, after all, he didn't have good intentions, as for whether Beizong could afford to look at a few of his own people, and felt that it was necessary to observe or dispose of it first, this Yuan Lai couldn't be sure, but there was also this possibility.
The people who came out of the world's first sect are by no means soft-hearted.
Yuan Lai felt a slight pain in his palm, and swept it with the corner of his eye, only to see Youyou, who was holding his right hand next to him, biting his pale pink lip and looking at him.
Obviously, some kind of danger is that even Yoyou has already smelled it, and expressed her concern with small movements. Yuan Lai shook his hand comfortingly, and then although he had no hope in his heart, he still said: "Thank you for your kindness, but I think it's better to take care of each other." ā
Sure enough, as soon as the words came out, the eyes of the young man beside Liu Chonghu on the opposite side were even colder, and the majesty of the temperament of the great sect on Yanshan was revealed, and the other party's dissatisfaction was like a heavy spear, which had already hit Yuan Lai's eyebrows in an instant.
This level of offense is already considered a provocation for a cultivator, and before you you can feel it, Han Daye on the side instantly changed his face, the solid muscles under his robe also tensed, and his breathing became heavy.
The changes in these details did not hide from the other party who had lost the effect of his divine sense, so Han Daye clearly saw a faint smile on the lips of the person named Liu Chonghu.
Very uncomfortable smile.
"I heard that you still have the title of sect master on your head?" the young man suddenly spoke, and said, "The sect of three people, it's really interesting, I really don't know where you came from with such a big face, the sect of three people? But I have to say that you do have the ability to get in alive, but ......"
He dragged out a long voice and sneered: "However, since you have come in, you should know how to behave as a person, don't think that Shentu Wojia can do anything if you speak for you, don't talk about you, even if he Shentu Wojia, he doesn't dare to disobey the will of my Northern Sect." ā
Yuan Lai's face sank, he still had the intention of agreeing to act before he had the opportunity, but now, this young man's words almost killed this possibility.
His words were so blatant that he didn't even give the slightest room for relaxation.
Of course, Yuan Lai can also bow down and smile before agreeing, he is really seriously considering such a possibility in his heart, he doesn't feel how unbearable it is to endure it for the time being, bowing his head always requires more courage than lifting the table. He even wondered if the other party was deliberately provoking him, after all, for real young people, especially proud young people, they often believed that they could not be killed.
This possibility cannot be ruled out, and if so, then there may be more foul language to come. Torture is also a cruel form of killing.
Yuan Lai thought about it seriously, and finally felt that most of the other party's words were gone, he didn't expect that he would encounter one of the worst situations as soon as he came in.
He took a deep breath and replied, "You can go out and talk to Shentu Wojia in person, as for us, I still think that we should go our separate ways, better!"
Silent.
Unsurprisingly, silence suddenly enveloped the place, and the young man of the Northern Sect smiled, reaching out to grab the sword, this action was almost a signal to declare war, and Han Daye's hand behind his back also caught the broadsword. Yuan Lai sighed in his heart, he really didn't want to do it at this time, at this time, everyone had no cultivation, they could only rely on swords and hand-to-hand combat, and the three of them were not martial cultivators, and they could almost decide whether they would win or lose here just according to the numerical advantage.
Winning or losing here often means life and death.
The worst happened. He was resolute and began to calculate how to deal with it like lightning, but at this moment, a man suddenly walked up.
Zhang Ling walked from behind with a smile, then walked straight to the front, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he pressed the arm of the young man of the Northern Sect.
His hands are beautiful, fair and slender, and even the joints are full of royal luxury.
However, it was this hand, which was still heavy without any cultivation blessings, and pressed back the young man who was already in a posture!
At the same time, his clear voice also appeared: "Actually, I also think that it is better to go separately, what do you say?"
The young man's face suddenly turned pale, but he was not frightened or disturbed, but only because he was shocked to find the tremendous force coming from Zhang Ling's palm, which made him feel dull in his chest and difficult to breathe. This power had exceeded his expectations, and he was caught off guard for a moment.
And what made them even more frightened was Zhang Ling's attitude, he walked out at this time, speaking like this, obviously to block him, if others dared to stop, he would be furious, but it was Zhang Ling who held down his arm!
In an instant, the atmosphere that was already almost tense froze.
"Huh?" Finding that no one answered, the faint smile on Zhang Ling's face gradually faded, and a faint chill suddenly appeared.
Liu Chonghu was really alert, and immediately nodded to show compliance, and the young disciple also came back to his senses and took the initiative to restrain the killing machine.
The lines on Zhang Ling's face softened at this time, he didn't look at the others, he only looked at Yuan Lai calmly, blinked, and wanted to say something but just said after all: "Please." ā
Such a tone does not seem to be familiar with Yuan Laiben.
Yuan Lai exhaled, nodded silently, and finally took a deep look at Zhang Ling, and called the two people around him to turn around and leave, they walked fast, and disappeared into the dense forest after a while.
It was only at this time that the suppressed young disciple gritted his teeth and said, "Your Highness, you are ......"
"Oh?" Zhang Ling said indifferently, "What's wrong with me?"
"I just think that what His Highness did is inappropriate, after all, this Yuan Lai has a very high understanding, and if he doesn't get rid of it as soon as possible, it may become a big trouble. The young man said as if he was looking at the overall situation.
The rest of the Northern Sect disciples also nodded in agreement.
Only Xin Qing watched this scene coldly from the farthest distance.
Zhang Ling smiled, and suddenly reached out and patted the young man's shoulder, this action suddenly made the young man subconsciously shake his body, he actually didn't have much respect for this highness who was inserted in his heart, and he didn't take him very seriously, but just now, with the power of Zhang Ling's hand transmitted, he finally instinctively put away his contempt for this highness.
Zhang Ling's hand patted his shoulder slightly, and his expression was like appeasing a disobedient horse, only to hear him sigh: "What you said is very reasonable, but ...... It would be better if this was really what you really thought. ā
After speaking, he ignored the change in Liu Chonghu's face next to him, and said softly: "Okay, don't waste time, it's time for us to leave." ā