Yue Peng's face suddenly became gloomy, the sword qi was so condensed, even he could not reach it, according to this, this person's cultivation had at least reached the late Yuan Dan stage.

Thinking of this, Yue Peng's heart was bitter, the qualifications of this Thundercloud Island, the Yue family, all counting on this opportunity, let the ancestor Yue Haishan break through to the peak of Yuan Dan, if so, the Yue family's status in Changhai City will be greatly improved, if you can go further, break through the shackles, and become a Yuan infant stage cultivator, you can no longer be held hostage by the City Lord's Mansion.

For the high-level leaders of the major forces in Changhai City, it was an open secret that behind the City Lord's Mansion, there was a Yuanying Monk in charge.

"The head of the Yue family, before He came here, the city lord had repeatedly told him that if he didn't get the answer of the Yue family master, he would not have to go back. ”

The white-faced scribe's right hand shook slightly, unfolded the folding fan, and slowly fanned, his tone was still gentle, but the meaning in his words was as sharp as a sharp blade, the thin monk's face was cold, his eyebrows were raised, his eyes revealed undisguised murderous intent, and the temperature in the hall dropped suddenly.

The white-faced scribe smiled, seemingly unaware of this.

Yue Peng's face sank like water, this kind of coercion, he couldn't help him, but in the main hall of the Yue family, the people of the city lord's mansion dared to be so presumptuous and coerced him.

Obviously, the City Lord's Mansion did not take the Yue family in his eyes, and he came from the steward in the Ming Di, but if he refused with words, the consequences would already be very obvious, and now, he couldn't even delay for a moment.

He didn't want to start a fight with the city lord's mansion, but as the head of the family, he shouldered the fate of the entire family, and if he was impulsive, it would definitely bring great disaster to the family.

Yue Peng had to forcibly suppress the anger in his heart, and looked up at the people by the door of the hall, and there was a trace of sadness in his eyes.

Yue Lin stood in the middle of everyone, glanced at the head of the family, and suddenly felt like a mirror in his heart, laughed a long time, and walked out of the crowd, "Zhang Wude was killed by my Yue Lin, and I will bear all the blame alone, needless to say, I will go back with you." ”

The white-faced scribe smiled and glanced at Yue Peng, "Master Yue, this person is Yue Lin?"

"Exactly. Yue Peng's voice was low and he spoke slowly.

"Master Yue, do you want to help my City Lord's Mansion obtain the token, or do you personally see your Yue Family's disciple killed, how do you decide on this matter? After the white-faced scribe finished speaking, he picked up the teacup and took a sip, with admiration on his face and a sneer in his heart.

This matter, if it can be resolved by just handing over the murderer, then the city lord's mansion is still the lord of Changhai City.

"This ......"

Yue Peng's face turned pale, he didn't expect that this matter would be put on the table like this, at this moment, under the silent gaze of everyone in the Yue family, no matter what choice Yue Peng made, he would become a sinner of the Yue family.

For a while, Yue Peng only felt like a numb heart, these simple words, when the words came to his mouth, were extremely heavy.

On the one hand, the hope of the family, on the other hand, the future of the family, no matter which side is abandoned, it is extremely difficult.

"After three months, my Yue family will do their best to help the City Lord's Mansion obtain a Thundercloud Order, if I fail to obtain it, I, Yue Peng, will apologize in front of the City Lord's Mansion. Yue Peng closed his eyes and said in a trembling voice.

A trace of sadness flowed through his heart, no one knew his father's current situation better than him, if he lost this opportunity to enter Thundercloud Island, his father's longevity was less than a hundred years, and within a hundred years, it was impossible to break through to Yuanying only by relying on retreat and penance.

Losing this opportunity means that within a hundred years, the ancestor of the Yue family will definitely die, but if Yue Lin is handed over in front of everyone, it will be equivalent to sending him to death, which will leave a huge rift in the hearts of the juniors of the family.

Once the family loses this cohesion, it will become a plate of scattered sand, and that will really be the destruction of the Yue family.

I only hope that my father can forgive him for his choice, and no one can see the sadness in Yue Peng's eyes.

The white-faced scribe smiled, got up and arched his hand towards Yue Peng: "The lord of the Yue family is really courageous, and the next generation of the city lord has thanked the lord of the Yue family for his good intentions, and the previous grievances have been written off since then, and the words of the lord of the family will be conveyed to the city lord as they are, and he will say goodbye." ”

The thin monk also stood up, his face was arrogant, he didn't even look at Yue Peng, followed behind the white-faced scribe, and walked towards the door of the main hall.

Suddenly, a green-shirted monk stepped into the hall, and at the same time, a coercion that was deeper than the sword intent just now suddenly appeared in the hall, this coercion was peaceful, but it seemed to carry a force that could not be resisted.

Everyone in the hall changed their faces and took a step back.

This coercion seemed to be coming at the white-faced scribe and the thin monk, and as the green-shirted monk moved forward step by step, this force became stronger and stronger, and even Yue Peng, who was standing behind the two of them, had to sit down again under the aftermath of the coercion.

In less than half a breath, the white-faced scribe could not hold on, spat blood from his mouth, and withered to the ground.

The thin monk's face changed greatly, his figure took three steps back, his hands quickly pinched, and a flying sword with cold light rose into the air, like a poisonous python devouring people, and lightning shot towards the green-shirted monk, and the edge of the blade brought a ray of ghostly light, revealing a strong breath of death.

The corner of the green-shirted monk's mouth revealed a chuckle, and with a flick of his right hand, a light that was close to transparency flashed away in a flash.

After hearing only a smooth sound, the flying sword suddenly split in two in mid-air and fell to the ground, but it was cut hard from the middle, and the section was smooth like a mirror.

The green-shirted monk beckoned, and the light flashed again, submerged into the green-shirted monk's right hand, and disappeared.

Different from everyone's shock, Yue Lin's eyes were full of excitement, he had already recognized that this green-shirted monk was the person who saved him last night, and it was also the mysterious figure ------ Han Shi who spread all over Changhai City.

"Ask for people's lives without asking for the reason, don't blame me Han Shi for being spicy, self-abandoning cultivation, I will let you live. Han Shi's tone was flat, but the domineering contained in it was extremely amazing.

In Changhai City, it was the first time that the Yue family had heard someone dare to talk to a monk from the City Lord's Mansion like this.

Yue Peng's eyes lit up, and he could see at a glance that the strength of this green-shirted monk was far above that thin monk, and in that lightning speed, he cut the flying sword evenly, what kind of strength did this need?

Yue Peng didn't dare to think about it, but a hot current suddenly appeared in his heart, and in this hot flow, there was both ardent expectation and a little panic.

The thin monk's face was pale, this flying sword is a high-grade spiritual treasure, the sword body is a whole piece of Yunxia iron, refining a hundred days before it came out, this sword is extremely hard and sharp, has reached the peak of the medium-grade spiritual treasure, I dare not say that it is difficult to have an opponent, but if this sword is evenly cut from it, even if it is the city advocate Mu Bai, it is difficult to do.

But now, this difficult thing to do, under the hands of this green-shirted monk, seems so understated, could it be that this person's strength is stronger than the city lord?

The thin monk's eyes flickered, and suddenly his face turned ruthless, his shoulders shook, and his figure was like the wind, and he actually rushed straight to the Yue family, obviously with the idea of capturing people as hostages, this person was so fast that he actually brought out a sonic boom in the air, and in the blink of an eye, he came to everyone, and his five fingers like steel claws grabbed Yue Lin.

This move was unexpected, and no one thought that this person, a dignified Yuan Dan monk, would do such a despicable thing.