As soon as this question was asked, everyone fell silent.

What is the standpoint? It's just that they want to snatch the treasure of the phantom flower, but it's just a robber, and they come to someone's house to blatantly rob things.

Meng Yi figured out that the purpose of these sect masters was the same as his, although he didn't want to share the Phantom Flower Treasure with others, but with the strength of his family alone, there was absolutely no way to get the Phantom Flower Treasure, it was better to borrow the hands of the heavy family, find the Phantom Flower Treasure first, and then it would not be too late to snatch it. Maybe the other sect masters thought the same way, in the face of monstrous interests, he didn't believe in any nonsense like forming an alliance, could they really sit together and share the treasure in harmony?

It's a dream.

After making it clear, he felt that this trip was full of hope, and he hadn't failed yet! Could it be that just five hairy children could still compete with so many families and sects in the martial arts? He consciously belonged to the queue of that group of sect masters.

After Weaving Dream asked, he saw that no one answered, thinking that they had the idea of retreating, so he hurriedly appealed cheekily: "Sect masters, don't be deceived by this witch, she just wants to occupy the treasure of the phantom flower." ”

Weaving Meng's eyes drifted over coldly when he heard this, and suddenly his eyes froze, and as soon as he grabbed the void with his five fingers, Meng Yi was caught by the volley and pinched in Weaving Dream's hand, and the other sect masters just watched and no one stopped him, and Meng Zikun, who was beaten by Mu Feibai and had a blue nose and swollen face, saw that his father was arrested and hurriedly ran up to try to take him: "Father! Witch, let go of my father!"

Without waiting for Weaving Dream to make a move, Shuhua had already whipped it with a cold face, knocking Meng Zikun to the ground and rolling in pain.

Meng Zikun only felt that the place where he had been smoked did not have the usual hot stinging sensation, but from that wound began to chill, spreading to the whole body, his whole person seemed to be in a blizzard, his face was covered with a thin layer of frost, and he was so cold that he kept shivering and his teeth trembled.

Meng Yi was pinched by the neck and couldn't break free, and shouted with difficulty: "Kun'er!"

He turned his head and glared at Weaving Dreams, and shouted angrily, "Witch, you are so bold!"

Weaving Dream pinched Meng Yi's neck, and asked with a sneer: "Want to occupy the treasure of the Phantom Flower? What you said is so good, your family's things? You came to the door to rob them? Don't say no, it is really a treasure in the Phantom Flower Palace, why should I give you my family's things?"

"I! you!" Her words were cold and piercing, implying murderous intent, Meng Yi's heart was cold and frightened, but no one could refute what Weaving Dream said, the sect masters present became more and more silent, no one spoke out to help Meng Yi, and they couldn't say why Weaving Dream had to give them a reason.

Weaving Dream said coldly: "I grew up in the Phantom Flower Palace since I was a child, my master is the Phantom Flower Palace Master Hua Nai, and now that she is dead, I have also inherited the Phantom Flower Palace justifiably, this is not my territory? Not my family's things? Is it your family?"

Meng Yi shouted without giving up: "The Phantom Flower Palace has done a lot of evil, and at the martial arts conference, Hua Nai killed countless of my martial arts decent protégés, so violent and vicious, everyone on the rivers and lakes will be punished, witch, you have to quibble!"

Weaving Dreams' subordinates worked harder, Meng Yi was pinched so that her face turned red, and she sneered, "Do a lot of evil? Everyone will be punished? How many years has the Phantom Flower Palace been born! Then Liu Changyuan slaughtered my master all over the house, and owed my master a blood feud, my master shouldn't have killed him? He shouldn't have died? Such an ungrateful and unsympathetic person can't be slashed with a thousand knives! Why were your protégés killed? Who killed my master again? You don't know in your hearts? Heh, I didn't seek revenge on you, but you found me first?"

Fang Xu's faces turned red and white when they heard this, Hua Nai was only trying to kill Liu Changyuan alone, it was they who followed up and wanted to snatch the magic of the phantom flower and besiege Hua Nai together, but they couldn't beat Hua Nai and made many of his protégés killed by Hua Nai, and even several sect masters were injured by Hua Nai, and they took advantage of Hua Nai's distraction to join forces to sneak attack and strangle Hua Nai. No matter how this account is calculated, it cannot and is not qualified to be counted on the head of the Phantom Flower Palace.

Seeing this, they hurriedly put aside the relationship, "This is what Sect Master Meng said, it has nothing to do with us, we have never slandered the Phantom Flower Palace!"

Meng Yi was so angry that he vomited blood when he heard this, he finally knew that this group of people didn't dare to show it openly even if they had a thief's heart.

He was too late to think about it when he was controlled by others, and he just wanted her to let go of her hand quickly, and said with difficulty: "Liu Changyuan is your father! Your biological father! You connived at Hua Nai to kill your biological father! You still say that you are right?"

Shuhua couldn't help frowning when she heard this, this Meng Yi is a brainless idiot, he thinks the scene is not chaotic enough and has been fanning the flames to lead the war everywhere, for fear that the two sides will not fight!

"Smack!"

Weaving Dream slapped him hard, and Meng Yi was directly stunned.

Weaving Dream Skin looked at him with a smile, a cold light flashed in his eyes, "I connived?heh, when will it be your turn to intervene as an outsider in my family's affairs?"

Meng Yi's nosebleed was beaten, and he roared fiercely: "You little girl dares to beat me, do you know who I am? If you dare to touch me today, my Meng family will never let you go!"

Weaving Dream simply followed his words and scared: "Oh? So, you gave me a wake-up call, you call me a witch, right, that witch is generally more ruthless, isn't it? I will kill all the people up and down of your Meng family, so as to prevent future troubles, especially your precious son, I pinch him to death is as simple as pinching an ant to death." ”

Meng Yi was shocked, he didn't expect Zhimeng to answer like this, when he thought that the people of the entire sect of the Meng family had suffered because of his words, his intestines were repentant, but he had already offended the Phantom Flower Palace today, and suddenly he was vicious, and he shouted viciously: "Despicable witch! Disgusting intestines rotting in the stomach, if you dare to touch the Meng family, dare to move Kun'er! I will not let you go if I am a ghost, I curse you! You are not good if you have no father and no mother...... Hmmmm......hmm"

The verbal abuse was vicious and harsh, but before he finished the cruel words of the curse behind him, his body was suddenly grabbed by a person next to him.

Meng Yi only felt that the root of his tongue was cold, and then suddenly a sharp pain that pierced his heart came, he had already escaped from the confinement of Weaving Dreams, stood unsteadily and knelt on the ground, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, "Wow......" There was a cut off tongue in that pool of blood, he covered his mouth and broke his heart and lungs, but he could no longer say a complete word.

The sudden change stunned everyone, and they all looked at Weaving Dream, she stood without moving, but her expressionless eyes were stunned, and it was not her hand.

On the contrary, the purple-clothed boy who had been standing idly on the side as if watching a play suddenly moved, and no one saw how he made a move, and directly cut off Meng Yi's tongue.

The posture of fanning the folding fan in his hand was elegant and charming, Danfeng's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty cold light, but the smile on his face was bewitching and dazzling, he opened his mouth gently, as if to say that the weather was good today, "Since you don't want your tongue, then I'll take it for you." ”

He smiled again and glanced at the sect masters present with a cold gaze, still in a tone like a joke, "If you don't want your own tongue either, just tell me." ”

During the fight, the protégé of the Meng family instinctively sensed that this purple-clothed boy who looked light-hearted was very dangerous, and now this sense of threat was even worse. Everyone only felt that the root of their tongue was cold, and looking at Meng Yi who was howling in pain on the ground, they all subconsciously shook their heads, as if they understood that there were some things that should not be said.

Meng Zikun saw that his father's tongue was cut, and he got up and rushed to his father's side with a cold body under grief and anger, his eyes were red and he shouted his father several times, seeing that Meng Yi was in pain, he turned his head and glared at Weaving Dream, and scolded: "Witch, you actually hurt my father! I must kill you!

Rong Lian gracefully took a small step forward, just blocking the dream weaving body

In front of him, he looked at him condescendingly, and said with a smile: "If the eyes are not good, I can help you dig them out." You have to see clearly, I am the one who cut out your father's tongue, and if you want to take revenge, you should also ask me for mercy. ”

As soon as these words came out, it was even more shocking than the incident of cutting off his tongue just now! Rong Lian was the owner of Qingcheng Villa, the youngest but the most terrifying sect master among the three major families in the rivers and lakes! How could he be here?

Meng Zikun was also stunned, his eyes widened and he couldn't speak, and he could only say one word for a long time, "You!"

This situation was obviously beyond the expectations of the sect masters, Fang Xu stubbornly asked, "Sect Master Rong, what do you mean by this?"

Rong Lian leisurely flipped his slender pale palm and looked at it, and asked strangely when he heard this, "Can't you see what I'm doing?" Or does Sect Master Fang think that I cut the wrong person with my tongue?"

"No ......" Fang Xu dared to say that he had cut it wrong, just now they all saw Rong Lian move, but how the tongue was cut, none of them could see it clearly, it didn't make him angry, and his tongue was cut like Meng Yi, a brainless idiot.

The sect masters present looked at each other and began to whisper in a low voice.

"Qingcheng Villa is also here, why is he standing on the side of the Phantom Flower Palace?"

"Look at the ice and snow sparse flowers of the Liu family in Jiangnan and Mu Feibai, the young master of the Mu family in Jinan, are also over there!"

"The three major families want to support the Phantom Flower Palace?"

"It seems that maybe the Phantom Flower Treasure will be occupied by the three of them!"

"Shouldn't there be, right? If you already get it, what kind of fight will you fight with Meng Yi?"

"Then what are we going to do now? Fight with the three great families?"

"It's too risky!"

“......”

But such a huge temptation of the Phantom Flower Treasure is at hand, they are not willing to go back empty-handed anyway, and Hua Nai has already killed it ruthlessly, and this feud can be regarded as settled, even if the three major families choose to support the Phantom Flower Palace, but more than 20 of them have taken the first step in forming an alliance, and now they are mobilizing so many people to go up the mountain to snatch it, and it is impossible to stop it as if nothing happened.

The situation reached a stalemate, everyone discussed it for a while, Fang Xu had no choice but to bite the bullet and say to Weaving Dreams under the statements of the various sect masters: "Dream Weaving Girl, we have no intention of being enemies of the Phantom Flower Palace, as long as you are willing to hand over the Phantom Flower Treasure, we will never embarrass you." ”

Weaving Dream sneered and asked, "What if I don't?"

Zhu'an, who had been watching quietly, suddenly remembered that it seemed that Weaving Dream had said the same thing at the martial arts conference, and his heart was a little distressed at an inopportune time. Weaving Meng just learned of her life experience, but her father almost killed her; her master, who had been dependent on her since she was a child, killed her father; the only relative in her life for fifteen years, but she took her away in order to take revenge on her father, she had no father and mother to take care of her since she was a child, and she was separated from her twin sisters since childhood, and as a result, her biological father was killed by her master, and now another group of people who killed her master ran to the place where she grew up and shamelessly threatened her, how painful she should be.

He didn't dare to think about how Weaving Dream survived, as if her luck was naturally bad to the extreme, and everything she encountered was too bitter.

But she laughed with them as if nothing had happened before the group came, and he really didn't know if Weaving Dream refused to believe him or if he was used to knocking out his teeth and swallowing the blood himself, and suffering all the pain himself.

He wanted to hug her and tell her that it was okay, that he was there, and he chose to stand by her side unconditionally.

Fang Xu stubbornly continued: "Then all the sects and factions of our rivers and lakes have to join forces to attack the Phantom Flower Palace, we are bound to get the Phantom Flower Treasure, even if the three major families are on your side, we are not afraid, after all, you are now isolated and helpless, there are only five people, and thousands of our protégés are coming from the bottom of the mountain, we are fighting to the death and who will kill the deer is still unknown!"