Wanyan Yaoliang murmured to himself with a dull expression. He glanced back and forth at the tragic situation of the enemies on the ground, as if he had seen Yue Mochen picking the entire Juxian Hall alone.
The expressions of the others were similar. They knew that the members of the first and second floors of Juxian Pavilion were all third-rate products, and any Saint-level came to deal with them. However, this is not the point, the point is time!
When Yue Mochen broke into the door and saw all this, it was only one or two breaths, but everything inside was beyond recognition. He was originally shouting for killing Taotian, but now the enemy was dead, and the non-dead were almost dead, and they were all wailing in pain on the ground.
"Young Master..."
"Young Master, he is indeed an ordinary person, his choice is right..."
"That's right, I feel that if you follow the young master, you will definitely have a chance to make a comeback!" The worshippers from the Nangong family came back to their senses and were talking. At this time, the sound of rapid footsteps came from the stairs to the east. It was obvious that the people upstairs heard the movement and were heading towards this floor.
The first person to react was still Yue Mochen. His body had been falling rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, he landed on the tall cloud horse again: "Go~!"
Before Yue Mochen broke his horse, he sent it out with a sword, and the crescent-like sword light rushed straight to the stairs in the east!
With a "boom", black arc-shaped light bombarded the wooden stairs, and the wood chips flew into the air, and four figures fell down the building, very embarrassed.
But apart from that, the others jumped down and looked around the mess all over the ground with a solemn expression.
There were not many people coming down, nearly a hundred, most of them were drunk on their faces, and some even looked red and were not dressed. It seemed that they were busy eating, drinking and having fun just now.
But this did not make Yue Mochen and others look down on him, because among these people, the lowest cultivation level among the heavenly level, are only stronger and not weaker than Yue Mochen. I believe these people are also middle and high-level in this Juxian Hall.
At this time, a young man who was a first-level 100-tribulation glanced at Yue Mochen and said in a deep voice: "Who is yours, why do you want to destroy my residence hall?"
Before Yue Mochen could speak, Wanyan Yaoliang, not far away, was already angrily scolding: "Feng Xiaotong, hand over our brothers from Yongye Pavilion immediately!"
Feng Xiaotong looked at it in a blink of an eye and then realized the enthronement of Wanyan Yaoliang and the Nangong family, and his expression turned cold: "Wanyan Yaoliang? Haha, you really moved to the rescue? Who are you? Are you here to stand up for Yongye Pavilion?"
When talking about the following sentence, Feng Xiaotong's eyes were obviously ridiculed. I don't know if it was Xiao Wanyan Yaoliang's fox's power as a tiger's power or Xiao Yue Mochen and others overestimated their abilities.
The Nangong family is the first big family in Mofeng City, and the family worship is naturally quite large. Although Feng Xiaotong has a good status in Juxian Pavilion, it is impossible for him to know all the people from the Nangong family. Therefore, he never expected that except for Yue Mochen and Wanyan Yaoliang, the people in front of him were all sent by the Nangong family who were discussing with him in the morning.
Yue Mochen still didn't speak, but his eyes were staring at Feng Xiaotong. For some reason, this young man who looked only at the low level of a hundred tribulations actually gave Yue Mochen a sense of danger, which was something that even Nangong Wei had never given him.
Seeing that Yue Mochen did not express his opinion, a entourage from the Nangong family took the initiative to go forward and said, "Lord Feng Xian, I am the Nangong family Ruoming, who came on behalf of the Nangong family. I also asked Lord Feng Xian to let go of the people from Yongye Pavilion."
"Ruoming? The Nangong family butler?"
Feng Xiaotong instantly remembered the meaning of the name, her face suddenly darkened, her narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and her eyes were flowing around Yue Mochen and others, and from time to time, a trace of cold light flashed, making people wonder what he was thinking.
As one of the Six Sages of Juxian Hall, I am naturally very familiar with the name Ruoming, because the meaning of this name to the Nangong family is like the meaning of one left and one empire.
However, because Ruoming is very low-key, Feng Xiaotong has never seen Ruoming's true appearance before. He could not have imagined that the first time he met was in such a situation.
Ruoming's father and grandfather were both housekeepers of the Nangong family and worked for many years. There is even a saying that without the three generations of the Ruo family, there would be no Nangong family today.
Although it is a bit exaggerated, a butler with weak force can get this honor, so naturally he cannot underestimate him. His advantage lies in his means!
The reason why Nangong Wei took the initiative to leave Ruoming to Yue Mochen to Juxian Hall is also of this kind.
Nangong Wei's move was very exquisite. At this time, Feng Xiaotong felt afraid when he heard Ruoming's name. However, he missed it, that was Feng Xiaotong's character!
If the other five wise masters of Juxiantang were present, they would probably hand over Liu Dayong and others on the spot after hearing Ruoming's name, but Feng Xiaotong, who was paranoid and crazy, would not.
"Who is Ruoming? I, Feng Xiaotong, have never heard of it."
After a long silence, Feng Xiaotong said, "He was betting on the attitude of the Nangong family, because before that, he personally handed over to Nangong Hai. He had already determined the attitude of the Nangong family. Even if he knew Ruoming's status in the Nangong family, he would not make concessions."
However, he could not refuse openly, so he had to vaguely say that he did not know this person.
When Ruoming heard this, he felt a little angry. He took out a token from his waist and raised it: "It is not surprising that Master Feng Xianzhe has never heard of Ruoming's nickname, but Master must know this token, right?"
"Nangong Clan Chief Order!?"
Feng Xiaotong's face changed again. In Mofeng City, the Nangong Clan Chief Order is comparable to the imperial edict! No, it should be too much but not too much!
The order of the Nangong clan leader is like seeing someone!
The Emperor of Fan Sheng is far away in Sendu. Even if the people in Mofeng City receive an imperial edict, it is not necessary to commit suicide. However, if they violate the order of the patriarch of the Nangong family, they may not see the sun the next day.
"But, do I have a way out?"
Feng Xiaotong thought silently, and a trace of bitterness flashed in his heart. He was now sure that the Nangong family had gone back on their word. I don’t know what method Wanyan Yaoliang used to persuade the Nangong family to turn against each other.
But now he has no other choice, and can only treat it as not knowing Ruoming, whom he has never met before.
In that case, even if the Nangong family wants to settle the score with him in the future, he will have an excuse. After all, he has never met Ruoming himself.
Thinking of this, Feng Xiao made a fuss and pointed at Ruoming with a harsh expression and shouted: "Bold madman! How dare he pretend to be a member of the Nangong family?!"