The young man in the white shirt stood quietly without saying a word, but he had a strange presence.

No one could ignore him standing there.

In terms of temperament, he is very similar to Mo Liancheng.

Gong Zhen saw that the young man in white was silent, so he quietly stepped back and stood up behind him.As for the purple-robed youth outside the door, he had already been restrained, and it was too late to save him.However, the other party only restrained and did not hurt anyone's life.

The old man and Zhan Zhonghong obviously restrained themselves in this battle.

The two did not try their best when fighting, otherwise, the courtyard would have been destroyed long ago.However, this restraint of cultivation by both parties is not voluntary, but necessary.In the capital of Moyang, it is impossible for two Qingxuan masters to have a hearty fight.

"That man is the old head of the Zhan family?" The young man in white shirt raised his brows like willows, slightly raised, "He was able to fight Uncle Rong unexpectedly."

"Zhan Zhonghong is said to be in the late stage of Qingxuan."

"I know, I know it when I see the blue profound energy on his body."

"Hmm..." Gong Zhen didn't say anything more.

Then, the young man's expression remained unchanged, but his voice was deliberately lowered, and he said, "Right now, how do you plan to solve it?" With his calm and imposing posture, who would know how bitter his heart is? !I really shouldn't have come here rashly after listening to that big idiot.

Speechless, do you really want to be thrown out like that big idiot today?How embarrassing! ! !

Yu Fengchu's vicious gaze had already seen the situation clearly.

A Zhan Zhonghong blocked Uncle Rong, just now he read correctly, that Zhan Zhonghong was still kneeling in front of a young man, and with a single word, Zhan Zhonghong came out and threw him away.And who can make a late Qingxuan expert kneel, Yu Fengchu will not feel that the other party is worse than the kneeling person.

Among the four people, Uncle Rong is the one with the highest cultivation.

But Uncle Rong is so simple that people stop him...

This prayer hall is clearly a dragon's pool and a tiger's den! !

Just at this moment, two servant girls entered the yard.Then, behind the servant girl was a handsome young man whom Yu Fengchu had just seen outside - Qin Ling.Qin Ling was dressed in a simple cyan robe. Although the clothes were not very good, they made people feel like a jade tree facing the wind and a viburnum blooming.

The long black hair was hanging down, and she walked in gracefully.

He even led the maid without looking sideways, walked through the courtyard, bypassed the fight, passed Yufeng and Chu, walked up the steps, opened the door and entered.

Bring food? !

In Kyoto, the Zhan family did not leave many relatives.

Those who followed Mo Liancheng were Zhan Zhonghong, his grandfather and grandson, and more than a dozen close friends of Zhan's family.

Qin Ling's status as Mo Liancheng's apprentice is very special.

The door was pushed open, but it was not closed again, and the maids could be seen outside preparing meals.

After a while, a man and a woman came out hand in hand from inside, sat at the table and began to eat, really ignoring the situation outside.Just listening, Mo Liancheng said lightly: "It's too noisy outside. Let them all be quiet." As soon as he said this, he waved his plain hand!

In an instant, light and shadow flashed!

Then there was a dull sound, like the slight sound of something piercing into the flesh, and then, the old man who had just fought with Zhan Zhonghong fell to the ground in mid-air, struggled a few more times, and couldn't move!However, an old face has changed, embarrassment, shame, anger, and complex...and awe!

But it looked like the injury was not serious, and there was no internal injury.

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