Chapter 163 Yes (1st Change)

Sikong Bai wanted to say something.

Everyone present knew.

Actually, this was not a matter of courtesy.

After all, Ye Hongjian was betrothed to Xu Han by Ye Chengtai in front of many noble officials in Chang'an City. Now that Xu Han hadn't done anything disgraceful, Sikong Bai indiscriminately married him to Zhu Longqi. Thinking about it carefully, there was a tinge of forceful buying and selling.

However, Sikong ascended to the Immortal Realm. For such a person, the rules of the mortal world were nothing more than a joke to him.

Ye Hongjian didn't say anything, Ye Chengtai didn't say anything, and Xu Han didn't say anything either. Who else would offend an immortal for an unrelated person?

Therefore, at this moment, everyone present chose to show their flattery and loudly congratulate Zhu Longqi and Ye Hongjian on their "golden and jade marriage". Of course, it was inevitable that everyone would subconsciously look at Xu Han with contempt or sympathy.

At this moment, Xu Han's calmness and indifference inevitably turned into timidity and cowardice in their eyes.

All of this naturally couldn't escape Zhu Longqi's eyes. The joy in his heart was great, and the displeasure that had happened on the martial field earlier had dissipated a lot at this moment. He thought that as long as this matter was settled and he wanted to deal with Xu Han and the others, with his authority, it would only be a matter of raising his hand. Because of this, the smile on his face became even more intense.

"I believe everyone already knows that today is not only the engagement day between my disciple Song Yueming and Miss Xia Zichuan, it is also …" The wine cup in Sikong Bai 's hand was raised high. He had a smile on his face, as if he was very satisfied with what he was going to announce next.

Everyone present raised their wine glasses at this moment. As long as Sikong Bai finished speaking, their long-brewed compliments would be spat out at the first possible moment to please this immortal and the man with the most supreme power in the future Great Zhou.

"My other disciple, Ye Hongjian…"

Sikong Bai's words were already on the verge of his mouth, and the congratulations that everyone had been brewing for a long time were about to blurt out.

At that time, a burst of hurried footsteps and panicked shouts came from outside the room.

"Sect Leader!!!" Lu Feng, who had a panicked expression, rushed into the main hall of Jishi Prefecture as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime.

Everyone present was stunned. They were all attracted by this strange movement and turned to look at the disciple who had rushed into the hall.

Sikong Bai swallowed the words he had just said. He frowned and his displeasure was almost written on his face.

Seeing this, Long Congyun's heart trembled. He didn't dare to let Sikong Bai explode. Otherwise, with Sikong Bai's current temperament, Lu Feng would probably end up in a life worse than death situation.

No matter how dissatisfied he was with Lu Feng and Lang Chaosha's recent performance, he was still the disciple he had brought up, and he did not want to see them fall into a miserable fate.

Thus, Long Congyun hurriedly stood up and looked at Lu Feng and scolded him, "What's the matter? What kind of manners!"

'"Yes" Lu Feng knelt on the ground. Of course, he knew how reckless his trip was, but compared to that, such recklessness was nothing. "Someone… broke in…"

He was panting for breath as he tried to explain the cause of the matter, but perhaps it was because he was too frightened, or because he was too tired from running all the way here, he was unable to say why for a long time.

Sikong Bai looked at Lu Feng and his brows furrowed even deeper.

Long Congyun also felt Sikong Bai's impatience at that time. He opened his mouth and pointed to Lu Feng who was about to curse again.

"Congyun." However, Sikong's deep voice sounded first.

Long Congyun's body trembled, and he had no choice but to withdraw his words from his mouth. He turned his head and lowered his eyebrows towards Sikong Bai.

"Elder…"

"Screaming to disturb the guests, dragging them out to cripple their cultivation and demote them to servants." There was no emotion fluctuation in Sikong Bai 's tone. A matter related to the future of a direct disciple was more like a trivial matter to him.

"This!" Long Congyun's expression changed and he was about to say something.

However, at this time, several disciples of the Sword Hall had already rushed out from both sides and were about to carry them out of the main hall.

"Elder! Elder, spare me! Elder! Master, save me! Master, save me!" Lu Feng's expression changed drastically. He lost his balance and hurriedly shouted, not caring about what he wanted to say.

Seeing this, the hearts of the surrounding people turned cold. Most likely, they had heard of this Lu Feng. He was one of the few direct disciples of the Sect Leader Long Congyun. However, Sikong Bai was actually going to cripple his cultivation because of such a trivial matter. To a cultivator, this was even more terrifying than taking his life.

Even Zhu Longqi narrowed his eyes at this moment. The Long Night Division was famous for its ruthlessness, but compared to this division, it was slightly insignificant.

"Martial Uncle" Seeing this, Long Congyun couldn't bear it. He gritted his teeth and still wanted to try to plead for his disciple. However, just as he said this, the old man on the high platform gave him an icy cold gaze. Long Congyun's heart trembled. At that moment, it was as if he had fallen into the Nine Nether Purgatory. A chill rose from the soles of his feet and reached his head.

He finally lost his courage to speak. He knew that if he had an argument with Sikong Bai at this time, not to mention being unable to save his disciple, even his position as Sect Leader might not be preserved. For this reason, he could only sit back in his seat dejectedly. However, his gaze subconsciously glanced at Ning Zhumang and Zhong Changhen, who were beside him. He saw that they lowered their eyebrows and lowered their eyes, as if they did not care about what was happening on the field. It was at this moment that Long Congyun regretted seizing the Sect Leader's position for the first time.

At this moment, the Jishi Prefecture became abnormally silent. Everyone watched as the personal disciple was dragged to the entrance of the Jishi Prefecture like a dead dog, and his shrill begging for mercy echoed in their ears.

However, just as he was about to be dragged out of the manor, several figures suddenly appeared at the manor's entrance.

Those were red robes that blinked like fire.

Scorching hot and flamboyant.

They stepped into the hall where all the heroes of the Great Zhou's Jianghu gathered. Their footsteps were slow and firm, and their auras were long and heavy.

Behind him were rows of white-armored soldiers with neat and solemn killing intent. They lined up one by one, but did not enter the main hall. Instead, they stood there quietly. Although they didn't move at all, they gave people an inexplicable illusion. They were more like sharp swords that were drawn with strings. As long as they gave the order, they would have the power of thunder.

This was a group of Hundred Battles Masters … Such thoughts couldn't be denied at that time, appearing in the hearts of everyone present.

In front of him, the dozens of red-robed figures finally entered the hall.

The leader was an old man. He was quite old, his face was like an old tree, and his body was like a bow.

However, it was this old man who seemed to be on the verge of dying at any moment.

Shocked expressions appeared on their foreheads…

Even the immortal on the high platform was like this…

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