No one expected that even if the two sides had words first, Wu Mingchuan still made such a heavy hand.

This is a complete failure to take the Mu Xue faction into account.

The atmosphere under the high stage was sluggish, and after a few breaths, it was like exploding a pot, and the noise was loud.

Most people are not thinking it is a big deal to see the excitement, and they have a lot of discussions about the situation on the high platform, and some people talk about how the Mu Xue faction should deal with the things on the high platform.

No matter what Wu Mingchuan's situation is, he blatantly injured the Mu Xue faction, and it was still counted on the territory of the Mu Xue faction, if the white-robed old man did not give a proper way to deal with it, the prestige of the Mu Xue faction would definitely plummet.

Of course, there are also some people who talk about Wu Mingchuan's sudden madness.

For this suddenly rising genius, everyone in the rivers and lakes is very curious, and Wu Mingchuan still has a hideous and distorted face even now, which has to be noticed.

In the private room, Xiao Feng and the others were attracted by the noise in the square and turned their heads to look.

When he could see the situation on the high platform, Xiao Feng couldn't help frowning slightly, then shook his head again, and calmly withdrew his gaze.

Xiao Tianyue and the others also frowned slightly, and the smiles on their faces also converged.

These people are making a bit of a fuss.

The old monk and the young monk clasped their hands together and sighed compassionately: "Amitabha." ”

On the high platform, the people of the Mu Xue faction looked at the miserable appearance of the seven orifices of the same sect who was still alive and active a quarter of an hour ago, their pupils shrank suddenly, and their faces were very ugly.

The white-robed old man's face was also a little unsightly, and he turned his head to look at Duan Moyun with a gloomy face.

This is to be said.

Duan Moyun, as the leader of these people, naturally had to give an explanation for this kind of accident.

Duan Moyun still had that gentle and calm appearance, took a step forward, and bowed calmly to the old man, "Don't blame the seniors." For this accident, the junior apologizes. But the seniors should be able to see that Brother Wu did not mean to, but that something went wrong with the exercises he was cultivating. Besides, Brother Wu had said hello before, but the people of your sect didn't seem to take it to heart, and it wasn't all Brother Wu's fault. ”

When the people of the Mu Xue faction heard this, their faces became even more ugly, could this still be their fault? Who would have thought that Wu Mingchuan would suddenly go crazy, his fists were so violent, and he didn't give people a chance to react at all, even if Feng Chang wanted to admit defeat, it was impossible.

The white-robed old man's face became more and more gloomy, he snorted coldly, and immediately stopped looking at Duan Moyun, and turned his head to look in the direction of the Northeast Teahouse.

It was the teahouse where the people of the Fulong Sect were located.

Obviously, the white-robed old man was really angry, and it seemed that in the old man's heart, Duan Moyun did not have the status of an equal dialogue with the old man.

Duan Moyun frowned slightly, a little displeased. However, the white-robed old man in front of him was an innate master, although he was a first-class power elite, he really didn't have the strength to talk to the innate on an equal footing, so he only hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, but didn't say anything more.

However, what people didn't expect was that after a few breaths, before Fu Longzong could make a sound, a huge voice rolled from the southeast, "Fists and feet have no eyes, and it is common to miss hands and be injured by mistake, with your strength, why bother with such a trivial matter?"

Immediately afterwards, a loud voice came from the southwest, "That's it, the sons and daughters of my generation, passionate and proud, what if they hurt their muscles and bones? If you are restrained, it is really boring, what is the point of the younger generations to learn?"

Immediately, a loud voice came from the northwest direction, "Your Excellency's sect is a first-class force, presumably there will be no shortage of talents in the sect, why bother with a second-rate force because of this?"

Except for the innate realm of Qinghua Mountain, which did not speak, the other first-class forces of the three parties who had spoken before actually spoke in unison again.

And it turned out to be a joint suppression of the Mu Xue faction.

The crowd chattered quietly, and began to whisper.

The white-robed old man frowned, "That being the case, the old man is not embarrassed by the Fulong Sect." ”

When the people in the rivers and lakes heard this, they secretly shook their heads, thinking that the old man was ready to admit it.

After all, the first-class forces of the three parties are protected, and the Mu Xue faction really has the strength of the first-class forces, and it must be weighed.

The faces of the nine people on the high platform all showed a look that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. What about the hidden forces? I can only blame you for being too short-sighted, and choosing the wrong time to be born.

However, I heard the old man continue: "But I sent a Zhongmen person, although he is not good at learning, he should also give an explanation." In this way, the old man will punish him a little, and by the way, he will invite Wu Xiaoyou to my Muxue faction as a guest for a few days, and when Fengchang's injury improves, he will let Wu Xiaoyou leave. ”

As he spoke, he had already arrived in front of Wu Mingchuan, raised his hand and tapped his dantian and eyebrows.

I saw that the young man who was still irritable suddenly seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and he collapsed on the high platform, and his breath was extremely depressed.

Immediately, the old man waved his hand behind him, and two people stepped forward and dragged Wu Mingchuan directly behind the wind screen.

Resolute and resolute, he did not intend to give the forces a chance to express their position at all.

Everyone didn't expect this, and couldn't help but look a little sluggish, looking at the situation on the high platform in a daze, until Wu Mingchuan was dragged off the wind shield before coming back to his senses.

The expressions of the nine people on the high platform couldn't help but stagnate, and then their faces were a little unsightly.

The two young men who were pulling Wu Mingchuan before had extremely ugly faces, and their hearts were slightly cold.

That white-robed old-timer actually casually abolished Wu Mingchuan's cultivation, is this a small punishment? Wouldn't that big punishment mean people's lives?

This is simply a slap in the face of the forces of the rivers and lakes.

In the teahouses and restaurants around the square, the atmosphere is also a little stagnant.

Although the Mu Xue faction did not embarrass the Fulong Sect, it abolished Wu Mingchuan's cultivation in front of all the forces in the rivers and lakes, and even detained Wu Mingchuan, which was indeed not an embarrassment, but a naked provocation.

But before, the forces showed their attitude and did not want to involve the two forces, and the Muxue faction also did as they wished, but now they only limited their grievances to Wu Mingchuan and Fengchang, what else can the forces in the rivers and lakes say?

In the private room, Xiao Tianyue and the others saw this, although they didn't agree with the old man in the white robe's approach, they couldn't help but applaud him for retreating.

Xiao Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and then smiled lightly. It seems that the Mu Xue faction really intends to no longer hide the world, so presumably it won't take long for the rest of the hidden forces to come out. I just don't know if I can catch up with the dragon festival? If I can, it will be really lively. However, judging from today's events, the Mu Xue faction's plan is not small, and Uncle Tao's warning seems to be a little painless.

Fortunately, I was prepared in advance.

Stretching his waist greatly, Xiao Feng turned his head to look at Yu Yi, and said strangely: "Uncle Yu, it's been this hour, why hasn't Uncle Zhang come yet?"

Yu Yi was slightly stunned.

Seeing this, Xiao Feng's face became a little strange, and he asked tentatively, "Uncle Yu, can't you forget to say it?"

Yu Yi's face was embarrassed. He didn't forget to say that he forgot to tell Zhang Zehua which private room his predecessor was.

Xiao Feng scratched his head and turned his head to look at the old monk.

The old monk immediately clasped his hands together and made a gesture at Xiao Feng, "The monks don't want to pay attention to mundane things, so don't blame Lord Xiao." Moreover, if Lao Gu wants to represent Yu Temple, how can he represent the Ethereal Tower? ”

Xiao Feng pursed his lips, lowered his head and thought about it, then raised his head and said seriously: "Then I'd better go out and look for it, otherwise it won't be fun at all if no one takes the blame for a while." ”

Everyone in the private room was slightly stunned, but they didn't understand.

Xiao Feng didn't have the intention of going into details, and yawned slightly, "You guys go on, especially Tianyue." Uncle Yu doesn't have to follow, I just go out to wake up, pick up the big savior by the way, and come back in a while. I've been sleepy all morning, and I'm almost moldy. Without waiting for the crowd to react, Xiao Feng went to the private room by himself.

The old monk hesitated, and when Xiao Feng closed the door of the private room, he suddenly shouted, "Master Xiao, the old man has something to discuss." So he chased him out directly, and forgot to say hello to everyone else.

Everyone in the private room looked at each other.

The little monk had a strange face, master, said okay, monks, should you have calm?