Chapter 1142

At the gate of biyou palace, many high-level envoys of Xianmen tried their best to make extra compensation, hoping that the elders of biyou palace would agree to make peace.

Many biyougong elders either because of friendship, or for extra compensation, or helpless, or secretly happy nod.

The knife didn't cut on him, so he couldn't feel the victim's feelings.

They agree to make peace. Who should be asked for justice of the victims? How to ask for it?

They are the last hope of the victims. If they all give up the investigation, more women will suffer the same fate in the future.

One by one, the high-level of Xianmen retreated back, either ugly or happy.

Naturally, the ugly face did not persuade an elder, but he was pleased to let an elder nod his head.

Ling Feixue looks at the 27 elders without expression and slowly opens his mouth.

"Elders, if you change your mind, you can vote again."

"Please raise your hand if you agree to accept compensation and make peace."

Chen Feng looked at them coldly above.

The onlookers looked at them quietly.

Some people have nothing to do with their own affairs, so it doesn't matter what the voting result is.

Some people feel that it is not easy to calm down, but they have no ability to stop, can only sigh.

Under the nest, there is no egg.

Now with the earth as a retreat, evil doers will only be more arrogant than before, and sooner or later they will hurt them or the people around them.

Unfortunately, the vast majority of people do not have this kind of consciousness, and even breed evil thoughts.

The earth is so big that no one can find it. In this case, why don't you go along with your wishes?

The elders of biyou palace have different expressions and raise their hands one after another.

Three.

Five.

Ten.

Thirteen.

Eighteen.

The result of the vote is obvious.

Eighteen elders of biyou palace raised their hands.

The elders who did not raise their hands, only nine raised half of their hands.

It's ironic.

There were only seven before, but now there are eleven more.

Many of the high-level Xianmen were relieved.

Even Ling Feixue can't violate the resolution of many elders.

"Master of Ming Dynasty, nephew of Feixue." The old man with white hair smiles and bows to the moon.

"Since your family has agreed for so long, please give us the people."

"Don't worry, we will kill them on the spot. We will never let them continue to do evil."

Other high-level Xianmen have echoed.

"Don't worry, Ming Palace master, and Feixue's nephew. I will cramp and skin the villains on the spot, and give you justice!"

"Alas, may the dead rest in peace, and the living will be strong. If the master leaves this villain, all the members of Qingyun sect are ashamed of all the creatures in canglan world."

"Flying snow." Mingyueqing looks at Ling Feixue with a sad look.

She takes out the palace master's token, holds Ling Feixue's jade hand, and puts the token in her palm.

"You, just let it go."

"From now on."

"You are the master of biyou palace."

"From now on, everything in biyou palace will be under your control."

The whole scene was quiet, and everyone was shocked.

How do you feel? There's something wrong with the atmosphere?

Don't you want to make peace?

What's going on with this weird public succession?

The elders who had raised their hands before looked at each other and had a bad premonition in their hearts.

Like them, the old man with white hair and other senior officials of Xianmen began to drum and frown.

Taking orders in the face of danger often means that the situation is dangerous and catastrophe is coming.

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