I promise

Chapter 560

"You are free to repay the mortgage." Chang Qianfo said: "Since you have married another person, the marriage contract with her is no longer counted. You have no right to interfere with her marriage."

"You say you have no right to interfere, so you have no right to interfere?" Jin Yanchen sneered: "She was raised by me, and she is also the saint of my Ming Palace. I care about the people under me. When is it your turn to be an outsider?"

Chang Qianfo had expected such a result.If Jin Yanchen was willing to let him go, he wouldn't have come to Huairentang today to forcefully demand him.

"It seems that we can't agree today."

"Young Master Chang, you don't have to scare anyone." Jin Yanchen leaned on the chair handle with his elbows bent, his body half tilted in the open chair, his long legs bent straight, completely lazy and casual, but his slightly squinted eyes revealed an awe-inspiring and powerful look. Wei Wei: "Not to mention whether your conjecture is true or not, if you want to believe that my subordinates are behind the scenes, and you insist on settling this account with me. I, Jin, will wait for you."

"But——" he paused, and said: "No matchmaker, no employment, you forced my cousin to stay in Huairen Hall, this matter is outrageous, and it is you Changqian Buddha who is unreasonable."

He stood up suddenly, glanced back at the hourglass in the corner, and said softly: "It's just right, it's not the end of the hour, counting from the first moment of Shen Shi, every moment, I will kill a person until you let him go."

"Golden Yanchen!" Chang Qianfo yelled angrily, his breath was short of breath in a hurry, his face was flushed red, and he reprimanded unsteadily: "Do you only use such despicable methods to threaten people?"

"Unfortunately, I happen to only know this method." Jin Yanchen had already walked to the door, and when he came back, he smiled brightly, but it made people feel a kind of tarsal chill: "And it seems that only this method can be used. Works best for you. Guess which one I'll go for first?"

After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the rain with big strides.

"Stop him!" Chang Qianfo shouted sharply.

The iron guards rushed forward, blocking Jin Yanchen's way out.The killers of the Second Palace of Heaven and Earth who were on standby on both sides of the gate brushed their swords in unison, and confronted the iron guards.

Qu Ya, who had not yet left the hall, turned his head to look at Chang Qianfo. Liang Qing held the knife in his hand and looked at Qu Ya calmly.

Chang Jili stared at Xu Younan.

Zhao Ping paid close attention to Wang Shusheng's movements.

The situation inside and outside the house is tense and explosive.

No matter the iron guards of Changjiabao or the assassins of Ming Palace, Tiandizi and Lianggong, they are all masters of masters, and they have experienced many battles and killed like hemp.Once the real swords and guns are used, it will be a life-and-death battle.In the end, both sides suffered losses, Chang Qianfo didn't want to see it, and Jin Yanchen didn't want to see it either.

The two stared at each other, silent.In this contest, the competition is about who is more ruthless and more tolerant, and the one who can't make it to the end is bound to make concessions.

In this tense atmosphere, the slightest abnormality is particularly noticeable.

There are footsteps in the distance.

Then two umbrellas, one red and one white, appeared in the mist of rain and smoke, as if two huge water lilies bloomed between the sky and the earth, floating in the wind faintly, slowly moving closer.

The person holding the white umbrella was wearing a stone-blue brocade robe, with a set of ancient jade of the same color tied around his waist.The three groups of Heng, Yu and Yu are complete, but they are made strictly according to the ancient ritual system.There is a sound of ding-dong when walking, and there is no rush or slowness, which shows the noble identity and profound etiquette of the visitor.

This person is Wen Heng, the patriarch of Yingshui Wen's family.

Parallel to Wen Heng was a young woman about eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a pink yunyingliu fairy dress with a slender figure.The face is gorgeous, the black hair is pulled into a bun towards the river, the other half is draped over the shoulders, half is poured and half is poured, pouring like flowing clouds and pouring down like waterfalls, and the whole body is poetic.

Suddenly, like a fairy from the nine heavens, she comes to the mortal world, and she cannot be stared at.

It was Mu Yueting, the most beautiful woman in the world who had the title of "Mu Fairy".

The two of them had already seen clearly the battle in front of the meeting hall, if they had changed the other person, they might have been scared away long ago.However, the identities of these two people are different from ordinary people.

Wen Heng was born in a prestigious family, and he is used to all kinds of big scenes, so there is nothing to be afraid of if he has something to rely on behind him; and Mu Yueting, as the granddaughter of the former martial arts leader, is now the leader's favorite. The three-year martial arts conference is almost always held.

People in the Jianghu are aggressive and bloody scenes, although she doesn't like it, it can't scare her.

Although the two were surprised, they didn't stop. Holding umbrellas, they walked past the iron guard and Tiandi Palace killer who were facing each other with their knives raised.

When it was raining suddenly under the eaves, Wen Heng took two quick steps and quickly helped Mu Yueting up the steps. The jade pendants around his waist clashed chaotically, making a ding-dong sound, which echoed for a long time in the empty corridor.

Wen Heng collected the umbrella gracefully, and when he turned around to receive the oil-paper umbrella from Mu Yueting, he found that she was staring at the rain curtain dazedly, as if she had been nailed, and all three souls and seven souls were gone.

"Sixth Cousin..." Misty water gradually floated out of her pair of beautiful eyes.

Jin Yanchen's eyes were cold, and he looked at Mu Yueting with a little probing, and quickly confirmed her identity.

Mu Yueting got the affirmation from Jin Yanchen's eyes, covered her mouth with her hands, tears rolled down her beautiful cheeks like broken beads, she still couldn't believe it, and said in a trembling voice: "Sixth cousin, really? ...Is it really you? I am Yueting."

After she saw Mu Dianke with her own eyes, she knew that those rumors were true.Whether it's the little Si'er who was buried in the sea of ​​fire, or the sixth cousin who sank to the bottom of the Yellow River, they are still alive in the world.With the hatred from their previous life, they came for revenge.

She was both looking forward to it and fearing it at the same time, hoping that one day, she would be able to see that young man who was as dazzling as the scorching sun again.

He is still him.

Even though her brows and eyes were cold and her expression changed, she still recognized him.There is a famous painter in Luoyang City, who can compare the portraits of children over three years old to draw the appearance of adults.In her drawer, there is an adult portrait of Jin Yanchen, with a high spirit, as bright as the wind, as long as he is willing to grin and smile, he will be the same as in the painting.

But Jin Yanchen didn't smile, and there was no expression on that handsome face.

His hand clenched the knife.

"Moon Court!"

A scream came from a distance, and Mu Dianke rushed out from the side hall, and the blue figure disappeared like a stream of light, quickly passed through the rain, and lay between Jin Yanchen and Mu Yueting.

Jin Yanchen's hand stopped.

Mu Dianke looked at Jin Yanchen with a pale face, neither daring to show excessive vigilance nor to make too much movement, his palms were clenched behind his back, and he moved back in small steps.

She knew how deep Jin Yanchen's hatred for the Mu family was, so she could naturally see how strong his killing intent was now.She was afraid of angering him, so she could only comfort him in this cautious and almost pleasing way, hoping that he would show mercy and allow her to take Mu Yueting away.

She finally retreated in front of Mu Yueting, groped to find Mu Yueting's arm, and led her into the main hall.

Wen Heng also followed, covering Mu Yueting's other side with his body.The three huddled together, moved slowly, and retreated into the hall.Mu Yueting still looked at Jin Yanchen with tears in his eyes, weeping uncontrollably, unable to see the murderous intent gathering in his eyes at all.

Mu Dianke stood still, no longer retreating, and looked at Jin Yanchen calmly and sadly.

Jin Yanchen read what she was going to say from her eyes.

His grip on the knife loosened.

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