Blood for blood, arm for arm, this sounds really fair, and it doesn't mean to make things difficult for anyone. Even Chu Muyun extinguished his anger at this moment and fell silent, he seemed to be seriously weighing whether he really wanted to exchange arms for arms.

The farce has evolved to the present, and Chu Dao'an, the housekeeper who has been silent and cold-eyed, opened his mouth unexpectedly: "Okay! A group of people are gathered here, what kind of system is it? The top of the Chu list is a distinguished guest personally summoned by the patriarch and the Ice King, and if you misunderstand the matter, you will be punished for copying the spirit washing scroll a hundred times!"

Even if he believed that Chu Muyun was the culprit who indirectly caused his grandson's broken arm, Chu Daoan, who hated him to the core, did not dare to watch Chu Muyun cut off his arm to atone for his sins. Although he doesn't think in his bones that a person is willing to cut off his arm with blood for his unintentional mistakes, he still has to speak out to stop it.

Chu Muyun topped the Qingyun list, and he was also the personal disciple of Liu Hantang, the three major masters of the Danhui Pavilion, and at the moment, the Mo royal family had already pardoned his sinful body, and the patriarch and the Ice King seemed to have the intention of recalling him back to the clan. If this Qingyun leader, who has ascended to the sky in one step, really suffers any damage in front of his eyes, I am afraid that he will not be able to escape the blame, and it will be difficult for him to gain a foothold in the clan or even the imperial city in the future.

But his grandson was disabled, and he couldn't swallow this grievance after all, so he acquiesced to Chu Jiyun to incite a group of clan disciples who had always been good friends with Jingyun, and blocked and humiliated Chu Muyun before he could temporarily relieve the hatred in his heart.

The teenagers who were scolded by Chu Daoan seemed to hesitate, and they subconsciously fell their eyes on Chu Jiyun, who was the leader.

In order to give Chu Jiyun a step, Chu Daoan had no choice but to speak loudly again: "It's all scattered for me, if the matter reaches the ears of the commander...... I'm afraid that the pain of flesh and skin is indispensable to you!"

The prestige and majesty of the patriarch and the ice king, even in the entire ancient kingdom of Loulan, are only a handful. But in the eyes of the young man of the Chu clan, he was inferior to half of the great commander.

There are three leaders of the Ice Clan, and Chu Ting, the brother of the Ice King, is the head of these three leaders. The reason why the younger brothers of the Chu clan are afraid of him is entirely because of his strictness and uprightness. If Chu Muyun's nightmare is a seven-year career of waste wood, then this great commander is the nightmare of all the younger brothers of the Chu clan.

"Hmph, you'd better remember, blood for blood, arm for arm!" As soon as Chu Daoan's words were finished, Chu Jiyun took advantage of this step and shook his hand away stupidly, and before leaving, he didn't want to point at Chu Muyun to warn.

Chu Muyun didn't care about this kind of childish behavior of ruthless words, what he cared about was how long it would be before the next time a farce like this kind of rehearsal happened.

His silence does not mean that he really intends to return blood for blood. He still has a lot of unfulfilled wishes, and he has broken his arm, isn't he sad? If he is wise and foolish, his heart is open. He just wanted to see how far Chu Daoan would be coldly watching.

"Thank you Grandpa Fourteen for relieving the siege!"

"Etiquette is not necessary, the old man can't stand it!"

Chu Daoan didn't even look at it, but took great steps, bypassed the curved corridor, and walked all the way to the ice tower.

The ice tower in the backyard has always been a forbidden place for the Chu clan, and ordinary people are not allowed to enter the backyard, so it is silent to bypass the corridor.

The towering and chilly ice tower stands in the palace, like a jade-colored palace. The sunlight shines on it, reflecting colorful light through the edges and corners of the ice, setting it off more holy and dust-free, like a fairy mansion.

The Ice House has nine floors, and the ice room on the top floor is the place where the family's high-level leaders meet. As for the VIP area, it is naturally on the most spacious and magnificent ground floor.

Chu Muyun is now a distinguished guest! He stood in the center of the spacious hall on the first floor of the Ice Tower.

It's just a huge living room, but it's empty at the moment!

After Chu Daoan brought him here, a middle-aged man with a fierce breath appeared with a panicked expression, and then the two muttered something, and left side by side.

Although he has not returned to the sect for seven years, he can vaguely remember the appearance of the middle-aged man in his memory. From the middle-aged man's eyes from afar, Chu Muyun concluded that that person was Chu Shen, one of the three major commanders.

"Could it be that something urgent is going on in the clan?"

Looking around at the tables and chairs in the spacious and bright hall, the position of the row had not been changed for seven years, and Chu Muyun couldn't help but have suspicions in his heart.

Because his younger brother Mu Bing had a vision when he landed, he was afraid of being extraordinary. In the entire imperial city overnight, rumors spread in various versions, as if it had returned to the panic phenomenon of the day before the Qingyun test.

The four major clans, along with the royal family, were also a little restless. At this juncture, he was summoned by the patriarch and the ice king to return to the sect, and the hidden meaning of this was broken in one sentence.

However, he couldn't wait to recall himself back to the clan, but he just ignored it, which was obviously not the style of the patriarch and the ice king.

The only explanation: "It can't really happen, right?"

The suspicion of this speculation became heavier and heavier, and suddenly in a trance, there was a black shadow outside the door of the main hall, flashing by, and the speed was as fast as a sword light.

"Who?" Chu Muyun was shocked, he didn't see the afterimage with his own eyes, but his divine soul power suddenly noticed it.

At the moment, his mood fluctuated, Chu Muyun unfolded his footwork, he couldn't control so much, just a few steps to sweep out of the living room, and chased out following the afterimage.

After Chu Muyun chased out a corridor, the power of the Xuanwu Realm's divine soul could no longer feel any strange aura.

It was as calm as ever, and even the flowers and plants beside the bluestone slab did not have the slightest afterimage passing by, swayed by the wind.

"This speed, I'm afraid it's already beyond the Inscription Realm!"

With his current body and divine soul power, he was able to instantly break away from the divine soul perception range of the Xuanwu Realm in such a short period of time and disappear without a trace. This person is afraid that he is comparable to the powerhouse of the Extraordinary Inscription Realm.

Just as he was surprised, a low and clear sword groan suddenly came from behind the courtyard wall.

Chu Muyun's heart tightened, a burst of frost lifted under his feet, and he rose into the air.

The next moment, his expression froze!

Outside the backyard wall, the black afterimage was like a lightning flash, and there was no trace in the clouds.

The lightning flashed and a bloody light.

Then it was a man who fell.

Chu Muyun knows him, he is Chu Jiyun!

Chu Jiyun, who was still embarrassed and humiliated in front of him a moment ago, became a corpse in the blink of an eye, but he didn't even see the appearance of the murderer.

"Ji Yun!" Chu Muyun stared, his body swooped down like an eagle, stepped forward, knelt down, and held him in his arms.

Disputes are disputes, and for brothers of the same clan, how can they have no feelings. Chu Muyun will never forget that in the Qingyun test, whenever he was besieged, the young man standing beside him one by one.

Chu Jiyun, who was in his arms, was wiped on the neck by a quick sword. Although Chu Muyun saw it with his own eyes, he still didn't know how fast that sword was, because until now, no blood had gushed out from the sword marks, just a neat and thin silk mark left there.

Chu Muyun looked up at the sky, his teary eyes were hazy, he awakened the remnants of his soul, and at this moment, he wanted to use the power of Uncle Yuechen, regardless of the consequences of the backlash, to track down the real murderer who disappeared.

He slowly put Chu Jiyun on the ground, and his body was about to get up.

At this moment, there was a burst of angry shouts in his ears: "Shaft Chu'er, stop for this king!"