"Do you know what I'm here for?

Yin Hong smiled evilly and looked at Situ Feng and the Great Elder of the Wind Chopping Sect beside him.

"Huh...... Master Yin is a disciple of the ancestor of Xiaguang in the Zodiac Valley, no matter what you want to do, I will sweep the wind gate to greet you. I only hope that Master Yin will remember that we are all in the Zodiac Valley, and don't make things too desperate. ”

Situ Feng laughed dryly and played the emotional card.

From the moment he learned that Yin Hong came to the Wind Cutting Gate alone, he knew that this matter would definitely not be good today.

But what can he do?

The other party is now rising, he is already a foundation building monk, or a disciple of the Jindan period, does he take the head to fight with him?

He hates it now, hates that Feihong didn't kill Yin Hong in the Hundred Forging Gate desperately!

And that was their only chance to defeat Yin Hong!

He ...... He is a disciple of the Jindan Stage Ancestor, my God!"

In the crowd, hearing Situ Feng's words, Han Fang and Zhao Tiande's faces turned pale.

They couldn't help but think of what Yin Hong said earlier: "If I say that I came to rob, do you believe it?"

For a while, what was originally ridiculous turned into reality in an instant.

This left them with a blank brain and even lost the ability to speak.

That Miss Su too, her pretty face turned pale with fright, and her whole person was like a lightning strike, and she couldn't even stand on her feet.

In the past, some greedy and lustful people would definitely want to help her, but now, no one has become such a gentleman.

Joke!

You just fucking scolded a foundation building is a waste, and now you're stripping naked, where do we dare to get close and flatter?

Don't I want to break up with you and wait for death?

The worst mood is actually the guard.

That Miss Su just moved her mouth, but his words were almost moved.

He now felt cold, as if he had died, and his lips trembled, white as if he were terminally ill.

"Disciple Nan Ming admits worries and meets Patriarch Yin Hong!"

On the spot, only the pink carved jade carved by the prince reacted the fastest, knelt down for the first time, and kowtowed to Yin Hong.

And not long after his words fell, the palace master who was originally in the gorgeous carriage next to him also hurriedly got out of the carriage quickly with the support of the maid: "The younger generation Nan Ming is away from worry, Nan Ming is away from hate, and I have seen Yin Hong's senior!"

She didn't dare to have a relationship with Nan Ming.

After all, Nan Ming had secretly left the Canglang Sword Sect before he left the hate, and he was no different from rebellion, although he finally left the palace and did not divulge the secrets of the Canglang Sword Sect to their father, but Yin Hong didn't know this.

Nan Ming is worried about his young age, so it doesn't matter what he says.

But if she dares to forcibly pull the relationship, it will inevitably backfire.

Seeing that even the palace master of a dignified country saluted Yin Hong, the person who had accused Yin Hong of cutting in line before finally woke up from the shock, and his face turned pale.

"Nan Mingli hates his sister so much, are his sons so old? Your royal family got married really early. ”

Yin Hong was originally not going to pay attention to these people, after all, for him now, he was actually like an ant.

But when he heard that this woman was Nan Mingli's sister, and the boy named Nan Mingli was Nan Mingli's nephew, he finally showed a touch of curiosity and emotion.

And after looking at it this time, it was indeed found that these two people looked very similar to Nan Mingli.

"The dignified children of the royal family, why do you still come here to worship the mountain? Is it because of the relationship between hatred and hatred, so the king refuses to pass on the exercises of your Nanming clan?"

Thinking of what Nan Ming said when he left the palace, Yin Hong's heart finally softened.

Moreover, this king of the Vermilion Bird Country treats Nan Mingli so much that he hates his relatives, which is actually equivalent to slapping him in the face.

Putting aside Nan Mingli's hated royal status, even if you are the king of the Vermilion Bird Country, how dare you rashly make a move on my inner disciple of the Canglang Sword Sect?

And it's also to force me to ask me about the secret of the Canglang Sword Sect!

Aren't you slapping me in the face, what is Yin Hong?

Nan Ming can bear the hatred, but I Yin Hong can't bear it!

"Go back to your predecessors! Things are not what my predecessors thought. According to the rules of the royal family, the princess heir has no right to practice the royal exercises. This is the ...... that our Nanming clan has not become a regular since ancient times."

Nan Ming hurriedly replied.

She was very panicked, because judging from what Yin Hong had just said, he seemed to have known everything that had happened in the palace at the beginning.

But how is this possible?

Does he have clairvoyance?

At the beginning, the father had obviously controlled the news, so no one should know that the father had intentionally arrested his brother.

Could it be that my brother leaked the news?

But that's not right!

If Yin Hong knew that he had been to the palace before, and he also intended to dedicate the exercises of the Canglang Sword Sect to his father, how angry would Yin Hong be?

How could his brother be so smart, how could he do such a stupid thing?

She couldn't figure it out......

"Hmph, if that's the case, that's for the best. Stand down. Today's matter has nothing to do with you. It's a personal vendetta between me and the head of Situ!"

Yin Hong snorted coldly, not believing this set of rhetoric at all, but he didn't bother to talk to the mother and son anymore, but turned his gaze to Situ Feng in the distance again: "Master Situ." I've heard people say that you have spread the image of the Fa Xiang that I have sent, and you have also spread the word that I Yin Hong has obtained an ancient treasure and is full of treasures? Master Situ, do you think that I Yin Hong has no temper at all, so I can let you bully him at will?"

Hearing this question, Situ Feng's face instantly turned pale.

Those elders and disciples who knew about it were also cold in their vests, and secretly said, "I'm going to suffer!"

"Yin ...... Master Yin! This ...... These are all rumors, and there is nothing to be done! Master Yin must not be gullible!"

Situ Feng was so panicked that he couldn't even speak.

This person is like this, once his heart is weak, he can't hide it.

"Yes, Master Yin! We are all famous and decent, we must tell the evidence in everything, but we can't listen to the wind and rain......

The Great Elder of the Wind Chopping Gate also hurriedly opened his mouth.

He bit the word "evidence" very hard, but he seemed to have forgotten the arrogant appearance he had when he went to the Canglang Sword Sect before.

"Evidence? Isn't my word evidence? Are you questioning my authority now?"

Yin Hong smiled coldly.

Evidence?

At the beginning, you disciples of the Wind Cutting Sect wanted to kill people and seize treasures, and I killed one person, you came to provoke trouble, have you ever come up with the slightest evidence that I killed people for no reason?

Now you have the face to give me evidence?

Oh!

When you are stronger than me, you don't care about right and wrong, trample on my dignity, rob me of my treasures, and start reasoning with me when you are weaker than me?

Fight a good hand!

But have you asked me Yin Hong?