In the Yang family conference hall, Yang Dingtian, the head of the Yang family, as well as several elders, pavilion elders, and even Yang Zilong, who rarely appeared, were among them, they looked flustered, holding their heads in distress, slapping the table angrily, and the scene was a little chaotic.

"Patriarch, how is this good!" The Great Elder was worried.

"This, although the ministers used to mess around, it didn't stop there." Dange Yang Ning sighed, it was clear that this future heir had made a lot of progress, and the future was promising, but this kind of thing was happening right now.

"In the current situation, everything will have to wait for the old man Yinxu to bring the eight-rank demon refiner back for diagnosis and treatment. You take care of him, I'll go find Aofeng just in case. Yang Dingtian seems to be ten years old, and the majesty of the head of the clan who usually has a radiant face is completely absent.

At night, Yun Lan, who was lying on the bed, stopped her convulsions during the day, but kept shouting cold in her mouth, looking really pitiful.

"Little Holy Lord, you must not have anything, my original bloodline is not pure, I am not qualified to stay in the elf clan at all, I am ostracized everywhere, it is you who took me in and gave me hope, if I can, I am willing to exchange my life for you, woo woo~~" The Chinese girl kneeling beside the bed cried sadly, and the tears in her eyes couldn't stop flowing.

"This damn Yang Yuchen, he actually did this poisonous thing, what is the first family of Dusk Cloud City, if it weren't for Elder Yinxu's order, I would go to him now" The red man on the side couldn't wait to find that Yang Yuchen immediately.

"I'll talk about it when he comes back!" The other two old men, who had been silent, spoke.

As the sky began to brighten, the people of the Wind Forest Town on the north side of Dusk Cloud City got up early in the morning to start their busy day, when suddenly a hurricane blew on the streets, and people looked up to see a figure flashing quickly in the sky.

"Who is flying in the sky early in the morning, and the speed is still so fast, making chickens fly and dogs jump, don't you know that this is the Wind Forest Town where the Lord of Dusk Cloud City is located." Some pedestrians shouted curses.

"Patriarch Yang is you! Why are you here at this hour, the city lord is resting? Anyway, let me go in and let you know. "The guards in the City Lord's Mansion were taken aback by this sudden Yang Dingtian, and thought that they had seen the wrong person, and it was rare to come before dawn at this time.

"I have something urgent to find the city lord arrogant, offended" Yang Dingtian was so anxious, regardless of the guards' obstruction, he rushed into the inner mansion of the city lord's mansion, how could those guards be able to stop a strong person who has entered the saint.

"Bang Bang!! Bang Bang Bang!! "Brother Aofeng, I am Dingtian, I have something urgent to ask for, and I want to see you."

This is a request to see, Yang Dingtian came to the door of Aofeng's bedroom, slapped the door with his palm, and followed the guards behind him, neither in front nor behind, in a dilemma.

"Who is this! Knock on my door before dawn" Aofeng, who was woken up, got up and sighed, looking like he hadn't woken up.

"I am the Yang family, Yang Dingtian, I have something urgent." Yang Dingtian heard the movement in the room and once again identified himself.

"Yang Dingtian? , why did you come to me at this hour, you go to the side hall and wait for me for a while, and I will come over immediately. "The city lord Aofeng heard that it was Yang Dingtian, and there must be something important in such a hurry, so he didn't dare to slack off and immediately got up and dressed.

In the side hall, Yang Dingtian kept walking back and forth, shaking the two guards on the side so that their heads were dizzy.

"Why did you come to me, is it because I beat your son a year ago? At that time, everyone said okay, your son had to be punished, and after I finished flattening him, I said to the outside world that I, the city lord, had already punished him, or did you personally send him to that Qianfeng City? Just when Yang Dingtian was in a hurry, a middle-aged man who didn't have time to tie his hair, was disheveled, his figure was a little strong, and he had a big beard on his mouth, and he looked a few years younger than Yang Dingtian, and hurriedly came to the side hall.

"Oh, city lord, it's not that thing, it's ......." Yang Dingtian talked about the development of the matter and the arrogant wind. Originally, the city lord Aofeng, who was still with his hands behind his back and full of energy, sat down on the chair after listening to Yang Dingtian's words.

"You. . . Why doesn't your good son have a long memory, and he actually caused such an incident, although Dusk Cloud City is not the top city, but he made it like this, if such a big thing really happens, I am afraid that your Yang family will have a big disaster, without your Yang family, Dusk Cloud City will become a second-rate city from a first-class city. The city lord scolded angrily with regret, as the city lord, he had to think about the development of Dusk Cloud City.

"That's why it's too big, so I'm coming to you!" Yang Dingtian also sat down, poured a cup of tea himself, bent over and handed it to Aofeng.

"What do you want me to do with them?" Aofeng put down the teacup he handed over, and he didn't dare to drink this sip of tea.

"Three of them are saintly powerhouses, and there are only two saint powerhouses in my clan, and the other saint realm powerhouses I know are too far apart because of the urgent situation now, and I don't have time to ask them for help, if they really want to do something to my son. If you fight him, it will be difficult to keep him. So I came to ask you to help, I don't need you to fight with them, I have only one request, that is, to keep my son, and the great kindness will never be forgotten. At this time, Yang Dingtian did not have the slightest shelf of the head of a clan, and his tone was like a subordinate, begging the city lord Aofeng to save his son at the right time, as a father, what else could he do.

"Hey~ What happened to you...."The city lord was about to speak and stopped, shaking his head. The expression was entangled.

"I'll take action to save him from this calamity, but I won't fight them, and I can't sit idly by when they come to the door in the future." After some entanglement, Aofeng was embarrassed and reluctantly agreed to just save his life, but he would not conflict with the other party.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you so much, with your promise, we have three holy powerhouses on our side, plus the elites of our clan, at least they can't do anything yet." Hearing the city lord Aofeng's answer, Yang Dingtian's heart felt a lot more comfortable, and he bent down again and handed the teacup to Aofeng, but the hands holding the teacup kept shaking.

In the Yang family's mansion, Yang Yuchen was alone in the room, and the entire small mansion was lived by himself before, but now there are family guards standing everywhere, and Yang Kaihe personally cast a sealing circle to lock Yang Yuchen in the room. Yang Yuchen in the room sat quietly on the bed, his hair was still scattered, his eyes were blank, he took out the God Devouring Bead and put it in his hand and turned it and kept watching, he was carefully recalling whether the fall to the ground was because of this thing that caused him to look like he is now, after thinking about it, he found that he was indeed clear when he shot to absorb Yun Lan's essence, from the heart, or maybe half and half, after thinking about it again, he even regretted it a little, held the God Devouring Bead tightly, and after a long sigh, he untied the gourd on his waist and put it on the bed with the God Devouring Bead, Undressed, lay down on the bed, and closed his eyes.

"Is it okay to let me in, I'll just talk to him for a while."

"It's really not good, the patriarch has repeatedly instructed that no one is allowed to approach him, and everything will wait until the result is achieved."

Yang Yuchen, who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, heard the sound of an argument outside the door.

"Is that you, go back, I don't have anything to say." Yang Yuchen said.

"Yuchen, you have to dare to act boldly, go and apologize to others in person, with the strength of the Yang family and the dancer, if you don't do it, I will also help you, and I will definitely be able to cure Yunlan and give them satisfactory compensation." Wu Liumei comforted Yang Yuchen outside the door, letting him face it bravely, maybe things will take a turn for the worse and not be as complicated as imagined.

"Can't you hear me when I tell you to go, why are you so cheap, I will bear my own affairs, it's a big deal to pay him a life, I don't need any Yang family dancers, Duyun Mountain to pay for me." Yang Yuchen, who knew that he was wrong, had collapsed and was a little self-defeating. If something really happened to the other party, he was prepared for the worst, and he didn't want to affect others, especially the woman outside the door.

Wu Liumei outside the door was stunned in place after hearing Yang Yuchen's words, she was surprised that she didn't expect Yang Yuchen to speak to herself like this, and she turned around and left here with sobs in her heartache.

Hearing the footsteps of Wu Liumei leaving, Yang Yuchen breathed a sigh of relief, and a tear flowed down from the corner of his eye.

Time came to the fourth day, if nothing else, Yinxu should come back today, the atmosphere of the entire Yang Mansion in the past few days has been quite depressing, but today whether it is Yang Dingtian, Elder Pavilion Elder and Wu Liumei are all standing outside the door of the house where the little Holy Lord lives, no matter what kind of purpose, everyone hopes that the little Holy Lord will not have an accident.

"Woohoo!"

It was too late to say that it was too late, and two streams of light landed outside the door of the house where the little holy lord lived, and it was Yin Xu and a green-robed man who looked very young, this person was the eight-rank alchemist, Jing Wushuang

"Come, hurry up and treat the little saint." It can be clearly seen that the old man Yinxu who has just returned is very tired, but you can imagine what kind of speed he has maintained along the way, ignoring everyone, and immediately bringing Jing Wushuang into the house.

One hour, two hours, three hours, it has been a whole day since Jing Wushuang entered the house, from day to night to day, the room sometimes flashed with light, and sometimes the sound was frequent. Everyone has been waiting anxiously outside the door.

"Squeak~"

The door opened, and the three old men walked out first, their eyes sharp.

"Patriarch Yang, your Yang family is waiting to be destroyed, hand over Yang Yuchen, and I will take his head back." After the old man Yin Xu went out, his eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

"A few people have something to say, what the hell is the situation, we are willing to do everything to heal the little holy lord and give sufficient compensation." Yang Dingtian saw that the situation was not good, and said.

"Hahahaha~ price? Indemnify? The old man laughed and asked two questions in succession.

"The little holy lord is an elf clan, with a thousand-year-old king bloodline, as long as there is enough time to cultivate, at least in the future, it will be the existence of the peak of the gods, and it is very likely to reach the legendary god king realm, the little saint lord is an upright person, Yang Yuchen has been released on the arena, and he has not made any more heavy moves, on the contrary, what has your son done, now your son has abolished the spiritual root of the little saint king, so that the future of the elf clan will be ruined, and if you don't do it, you will always be a waste person in the future, what do you pay for, what compensation do you take?" The old man Yinxu was very excited, his words were sharp, and every word shocked everyone.

"Elves?" The Yang family had a lot of discussions.

"I haven't heard of it, right, if the one lying inside now is the only heir of His Majesty the Cangyun Empire, and the best heir for thousands of years, then do you understand? Quickly hand over Yang Yuchen, I will take his life first, and you will settle it one by one in the future. The old man Yinxu lightly made an appropriate analogy.

"This—" The crowd was horrified when they heard this parable.

"No matter what, if I want my son's life, I won't let it even if I die" Yang Dingtian saw that the matter was out of control, and united Yang Zilong on the side to start a fight, and the battle was about to break out.

"It's ridiculous that two saints want to resist the three of us."

Yin Xu saw that Yang Dingtian refused to hand over people, and planned to forcibly kill Yang Yuchen, just when the three old men were about to move at will, a white light appeared next to Yang Dingtian, the white light dissipated, and a middle-aged man wearing white clothes, a strong figure, and a big beard on his mouth appeared in front of him.

The three old men of Yinxu stopped their movements when they saw that the person who came was also a saint powerhouse, and his strength was better than that of Yang Dingtian and the others.

"Ninth Elder, there are still seriously injured little holy lords in the house, it is not appropriate to start a war now, the immediate urgency should be back to Biluo Palace quickly, I am only temporarily saving the little holy master, maybe the old god lord will have a way to heal the little holy lord."

The eight-rank alchemist on the side stepped forward and attached his ears, and the old man Yinxu looked at the room after hearing this, and after thinking twice, he instructed Jing Wushuang to do the same, and then Jing Wushuang walked towards the house.

"Okay, you Yang Dingtian, you have found a helper, very good, you remember, now my little holy lord is seriously injured, and the situation is urgent, I really can't help you, but a month and a half later, with the temperament and strength of the old god lord of my clan, even if you find hundreds of more saints, your Yang family will have to pay the price."

Because the little holy lord's injury was too urgent, Yin Xu didn't want to continue to drag it out, not to mention that the other party's strength was comparable to his own, and it was still unrealistic to go to Yang Yuchen's life to go back first, so he decided to focus on the overall situation and return to the wild land first.

A moment later, Hongman walked out of the door with the little holy lord and the Chinese girl in his arms.

"Yang Yuchen, if you have the ability, you can run far, if you dare to run, I will definitely make your Yang family's life worse than death, including your fiancée." Yin Xu and the others turned into several streamers, and when they left, they used the sound transmission to spread throughout the entire Yang family's mansion, everyone heard it clearly, and after a burst of transmission, several streamers disappeared into the sky.