Murong Yujian's eyebrows were furrowed, as if he was slightly familiar with the figure of the man sitting on the glass platform, but it was difficult to remember for a while.

Thinking of this, Murong Yu's heart sank, and he took out an object from his upper pocket, which was similar to glasses but had a unique shape. Murong Yu put it on his eyes, looked at it again, and after a while, he finally recognized the figure.

"It's him! That guy, for the sake of a promise back then, did he really come back......"

Murong Yu's handsome face changed drastically, his eyes stared at the figure deadly, and only after a moment did he come back to his senses, and then suddenly turned around and commanded Bai Lao behind him.

"Elder Bai, hurry up and inform the punishment elders, patriarchs, and mirror envoys, and ask them to rush to the 'Moon Gazette,' and ask my father to go to the deserted hall to tell the Supreme Elder who is in retreat. Just say—"

"Nalan Yu, I'm back."

Bai Lao, who has always had an ancient face like a clear pool, heard the name from Murong Yu's mouth, and a touch of unconcealable panic suddenly appeared on his old face.

As if he hadn't come back to his senses for a while, after a while, he responded with a solemn expression, and withdrew the palm seal, and after a few flickers, his figure disappeared straight in place.

Bai Lao's sudden change in complexion also fell into Murong Mian's eyes, which made him curious.

can make Bai Lao, who is a generation of water characters, react like this, plus Murong Yu actually wants his father to go to the deserted palace to pay respects, and he has been in retreat for many years and does not ask about clan affairs. Who is this figure?!

"Dare to ask the eleventh son, who is the 'Nalan Yu' you just said, even the Supreme Elder is alarmed?"

"I don't have time to explain to you slowly, so I'll leave here with me and rush to 'Mochizukiken'. As for the sword search, put it on hold for now! ”

Before Murong Mian could react, Murong Yu's figure flickered, and after the words fell, he quickly left under the attic. Murong Mian looked at this scene and roughly saw the current situation, so he didn't ask any more questions, and also followed quickly.

"Knock-knock-"

The ancient and low sound of the bell rang out, with bursts of sound waves, rippling throughout the huge clan garden. And the news of Nalan Yu's return was also like a ripple, one stone stirred up a thousand waves, almost the entire clan was shocked, and they put down what they were doing, and rushed to Wangyue Xuan.

However, in just a few pillars of incense, dozens of people have gathered in front of the originally elegant and quiet Mochizuki Xuan. The one in the center in front of him, with white hair and a solemn face, was the patriarch Murong Yuan.

On both sides of him, the mirror made Murong Xi and the punishment elder Murong Ze stand quietly, and then there were the two elders of Qianbai, and the descendants of the fire generation under him, as well as more than ten Xuan Yingwei.

The last people to come here were Murong Lei who came out of Linglong Pavilion, and Murong Yu and Murong Mian, who had just come down from Yunjin Peak.

So far, in front of the Mochizuki Pavilion Pavilion, which is not very wide, almost all the people of the lineage clan who are still in the valley have gathered at this moment.

"Nalan Yu, I don't care why you suddenly appeared here today, and why you privately used our clan's holy relic 'Cold Jade Glazed Table'. However, 'Yanyou' is the treasure of our race, and it must not flow into foreign races and the present world. Therefore, please return it! ”

Murong Yuan's voice was mixed with a thick Xuan Qi. Some of the younger clansmen behind him who were slightly weaker had to quickly cover their ears and condense to resist.

"Your treasure? Hahahaha-"

Just in front of Mochizuki Xuan, some juniors in the clan who had never heard of this name were carrying all kinds of speculations in their hearts, and in Mochizuki Xuan, which had always been quiet and peaceful, accompanied by the fading of the streamer, followed by a burst of laughter, mixed with Xuangong's internal strength, suddenly poured out.

"Ah......h

The bell-like laughter carried a monstrous aura and rippled. At this moment, in front of Mochizuki Xuan, except for the patriarch standing in the front row and a few elders, the rest of the people heard the sound, and their heads were almost about to explode at this moment, and the feeling of dizziness was constantly circling in their minds, so that the lower body was staggering and unstable.

"This old fellow!"

Murong Yuan stood at the front, concentrating on resisting this evil qi collision, while Murong Ze, the punishment elder standing beside him, moved slightly under his feet, his eyes were slightly red, and he slowly squeezed out an angry shout from his clenched teeth.

Just when the juniors were about to lose their support, a tasseled white-shirted mirror made Murong Xi and the seal between the jade hands finally stopped, and then the Canghyun mirror slowly suspended in front of him, and the colorful glow overflowed, forming a crimson light curtain barrier in front of the Xuan, and blocking such a wild and evil aura.

The evil qi was blocked, and everyone gradually eased their spirits, glanced at each other, and finally looked at the Moon Xuan in front of them, and there was a look of panic in the depths of their eyes.

And looking at the ripples on the light curtain that had not dispersed for a long time, Murong Xi's always cold and snow-like face, Feng Mu couldn't help but have a rare solemnity.

"Canghyun Mirror?"

In the Moon Pavilion, a sound of surprise suddenly came out, and where the wind was blowing, a gray shadow gradually appeared in front of everyone's eyes. The halo dissipated, and everyone in front of the Xuan really saw the faces of the people who came-

It was a middle-aged man with gray hair who was dressed in rags and looked like a beggar. The man looks a little vicissitudes of life, and his body is not tall, but the internal strength and Xuangong evil spirit around him give people a deep sense of oppression.

The most peculiar thing is that in addition to the man's face covered with traces of time, the exposed skin on his whole body is as smooth and delicate as snow-white, like a baby, which can be broken by blowing.

"I can't imagine that I haven't seen it for more than 30 years, and the immature little girl back then has now become the 'Mirror Saintess' of the Murong family."

Looking away from the Canghyun Mirror above the void, looking at Murong Xi, who was controlling it with both hands seal, Nalan Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a faint sweep of his body, he recognized his identity.

Murong Xi, whose face was covered by white veil, had bright eyes flashing slightly, and a strange look flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

I saw her head raised lightly, staring at Nalan Yu in front of her, and her words were cold: "Senior brother has rebelled back then, why did he come back today?" ”

"Senior brother?!"

As the voice of Murong Xi's words reached the ears of everyone behind him, all the faces of the Murong clan of the Fire Character Generation, their faces changed greatly, and when they looked at each other, they couldn't help but feel a touch of horror in their hearts.

This gray-robed man, since his surname is Nalan, he must be roughly a descendant of the Nalan clan, how could he become the senior brother in the mouth of the master of the mirror?

It's no wonder that everyone reacted like this, just because there was a rule in the ancient rules of the Murong clan that people from the Murong clan must not accept people from other clans as apprentices and teach people from other clans their own exercises.

But now this person in front of him can not only enter Xiangxiu Valley without everyone noticing, but also be able to use the ancient foreign object of the Murong clan, "Cold Jade Glazed Terrace", how can this not make everyone speculate.

And Murong Xi's senior brother said, but Nalan Yu only lifted the corners of his lips lightly, but the rippling evil qi around him slowly restrained a little. Patriarch Murong Yuan and Punishment Elder Murong Ze, who were standing beside him, frowned quietly, and their expressions seemed to be displeased.

"Naturally, it is to fulfill the 'Three Swords Covenant' of that year. Murong Yuan, you are now the head of the dignified clan, do you have to let your Murong clan be discredited from now on? ”

"Let me ask you, is the sword 'Yanyou' in your hand?"

Murong Yuan was silent, and then took a deep breath, his face still extremely solemn. His gaze paused on Nalan Yu, but he didn't answer his cross-examination, only after a moment of silence, he spoke again.

"Hahahaha...... Murong Yuan, your own royal authority is not strict, there are traitorous descendants in the valley, and they colluded with the 'Nangong One Line' without permission, burning the pavilion and stealing the sword, but today you came to me to ask for it, it's really funny! ”

"That's!"

Nalan Yu's contemptuous laughter spread in front of Xuan, but when it fell on Murong Yuan's ears, it made his thick eyebrows tighten, as if he was thinking about something.

It's just that Murong Ze, the punishment elder on the side who has always had a fiery temper, where can Nalan Yu tarnish the reputation of the Murong clan so much, and at the moment, he stepped on his toes, his body jumped out, and with the sound of cheers, he turned his hand into a palm, gathered the bubbling purple Xuan Qi around his body, and blasted towards Nalan Yu, who was standing calmly in front of him.

"Bang-"

The strong winds collided, and the ripples of Xuan Qi spread rapidly at a central point, detonating a radius of tens of meters, and the air was full of hunting sounds.

Nalan Yu's eyes drooped slightly, and he just pointed out at random, not only did he dissolve Murong Ze's palm wind in an instant, but even pierced through it, directly hitting the latter hard.

"Poof!"

Blood sprayed from his mouth, and after Murong Ze was knocked to the ground, he staggered backwards and retreated a few meters, only to be held back by Murong Bing behind him.

"Father, are you alright?!"

Murong Bing's face showed concern, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Murong Lei beside him, and then supported Murong Ze, whose breath was slightly chaotic, and stared at Nalan Yu in front of Xuan with a sullen look in his eyes.

"It's fine."

Murong Ze coughed lightly twice, gradually calming down the surging blood in his body, but a strong fear of Nalan Yu rose in his heart. In the seemingly electric fight, he had already used almost eight points of strength, but the other party only pointed at random, but he easily injured himself, which shows the depth of his skill.

"The 'Three Swords Covenant' back then was just an empty oath when you rebelled, and you couldn't count it. If you want to use this to blackmail our people today, you are delusional! ”

Murong Yuan's eyes slowly floated with the color of purple and brown stars, and the sleeve robe behind him was raised without wind under the agitation of energy. Anyone can see that this patriarch, who is usually inconspicuous and has a kind attitude, is really completely angry at this moment.

"Delusional......

Looking at Murong Yuan's posture of being in battle, the corners of Nalan Yu's lips lifted slightly, and the evil qi in his whole body was withdrawn into his body, and he had no intention of making another move at all.