Duan Zhengye looked at Duan Siping with some worry. Although the Duan family was very powerful, it was not enough to face the Canglang Sword Sect. Apart from being angry in his heart, he was more worried about what his son would do in anger.
Something irreversible.
"No need, Zhang Xianchang was joking, I have become a useless person, these miraculous medicines are no longer of any use." Duan Siping looked calm, but what he said was not very pleasant.
Zhang Zishan's face turned gloomy after hearing this, and the murderous intent flashed out of his eyes. This guy simply didn't know how to appreciate someone.
"Father, did you have a marriage contract with Your Majesty?" Duan Siping looked at Duan Zhengye and said.
"This is quite an imperial edict." Duan Zhengye hesitated for a while. Although he didn't know what Duan Siping wanted to do, he vaguely knew that something bad might have happened here.
"Imperial edict? Golden words?" Duan Siping chuckled and said: "Then go back! Even if my Duan family has never seen this imperial edict."
"You want to resist the decree?" Princess Yuehua's face suddenly changed color after hearing this.
Resisting the decree and breaking off the engagement are two concepts. One is that Duan Siping does not want to marry Princess Yuehua, and the other is that Princess Yuehua despises Duan Siping. The two have different meanings, and the words that are spread outside are also different.
"Isn't this great? Do you want to spread rumors that the princess is adding insult to injury? Or is it appropriate to abandon your fiancé for the sake of your own future?" Duan Siping said with a chuckle.
"You." After Princess Yuehua heard this, her delicate body trembled and she couldn't help but stand up from the chair. She stared at the other party with red eyes. This was even more unpleasant than the previous one.
Faced with such remarks, Princess Yuehua had no way to defend herself. Isn't that the fact?
"Humph, you are right. Isn't this how it was in the prehistoric times? Everyone respects the strong, surrenders to the strong, and wants to become a strong one. The princess's choice is not wrong. Nephew Duan Xian, it's strange.
Although you yourself are a divine body, is a divine body that has not grown up also a divine body?" Pan Chong smiled bitterly and said: "If you were a divine body, your majesty and the princess would naturally not say anything? After all, at that time, I was also a member of the Canglang Kingdom.
You will follow and take advantage of it, but unfortunately, you are not. For our Canglang Kingdom, the princess has no choice but to make this move."
Duan Siping looked at the other party calmly and said: "So I, Duan, chose to resist the decree. Is it wrong? As for how His Majesty will deal with our Duan family, that is His Majesty's business. I, Duan, will take care of it."
"That's not the case, after all, Nephew Duan Xian will still be a disciple of the Canglang Sword Sect!" Pan Chong suddenly showed a fake smile on his face.
After Duan Zhengye heard this, his expression changed drastically. He immediately understood what Pan Chong meant. No matter how bad Duan Siping was, he was still a disciple of the Canglang Sword Sect. With Duan Siping here, the Canglang Dynasty would not do anything to the Duan family.
But how long can Duan Siping stay in the Canglang Sword Sect? With Zhang Zishan here, Duan Siping may not survive long.
"In that case, Prime Minister Pan, please come!" Duan Siping seemed to have not heard the meaning, and asked everyone to leave with a calm expression.
"You." Pan Chong was cunning and cunning, but he was also very angry when he encountered this situation.
A hint of murderous intent flashed through Zhang Zishan's eyes, but in the end he burst into laughter, patted Duan Siping on the shoulder and said, "Junior brother Duan, well done, I will be waiting for you at Diancang Mountain."
Then he burst into laughter and walked away.
Princess Yuehua, Pan Chong and others also left one after another, leaving behind the angry Duan clan members.
"Master, this matter is so abominable. It has completely disgraced my Duan family."
"I thought that I, the Duan family, are the lord of Bai'er City, and now I am subjected to such a shame and humiliation. How hateful!"
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A group of elders cursed loudly. Faced with this situation, one can imagine the anger in everyone's hearts.
"Great Elder, what do you think?" Duan Liye looked at the Great Elder.
"There's something weird about Si Ping!" The gleam of anger in the elder's eyes flashed away, and he said: "If there is no problem sooner, there will be no problem later. But at this moment, Si Ping is attacked by someone. If Si Ping enters Canglang,
What will happen if the Sword Sect becomes a true disciple, or even a Holy Son?"
"Can I take over the position of the leader of the Canglang Sword Sect, or even my Duan family can replace the Liu family and become the royal family?" An elder's eyes lit up, and he quickly understood the reason behind this, and couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Yes! I, the Duan family, may become the royal family, so I am feared by the Liu family. If Siping becomes the Holy Son, will Zhang Zishan still have a chance? Therefore, I am feared by the insiders of the Canglang Sword Sect. In this way, what happened to Siping can be
Explained." The First Elder was cunning and well-informed, and he immediately saw the problem.
"Although it is the Great Elder's guess, this is the only explanation. There are no strong people around Bai'er City. Even if someone is dissatisfied, they will not do this to Siping." Duan Zhengye nodded.
"But what should we do now? The Canglang Sword Sect is still thinking of letting the young master go to Cangshan Mountain! If he goes, his life may not be saved!" An elder was worried.
"If he doesn't go, our Duan family's lives will not be saved." Duan Zhengye sneered: "After this incident, the Liu family will definitely destroy our Duan family, but if Siping goes to the Canglang Sword Sect, the Liu family will be afraid of him.
two."
"Then I will go to the Canglang Sword Sect. I don't believe that the Canglang Sword Sect will let Zhang Zishan kill me in public." Duan Siping said loudly: "Although I have lost my Pure Yang Divine Body, my qualifications are not good enough.
I don’t believe it is vulgar, and I can’t achieve anything through cultivation.”
"Yes, it's good that Siping has such confidence." Duan Zhengye sneered: "Let's go to Dian Cang Mountain. However, it is not to Canglang Sword Sect, but to Baiyun or Sanyang. There is not only one Canglang Mountain in Dian Cang Mountain.
As long as we enter Baiyun or Sanyang, the Liu family will not dare to do anything to us."
"Yes, the three sects of Diancang Mountain, Canglang, Baiyun and Sanyang are all fighting with each other. As long as we join one of them, we can make the Liu family throw a rat into a trap." The great elder's eyes lit up.
Everyone also nodded, with joy on their faces.
"I am a poor man in the wilderness. I will preach here for thirty-three days today. Anyone who is destined can come and listen to the sermon."
Duan Siping was just about to speak when a gentle voice suddenly came to his ears. Hearing it made his whole body feel soothed. His soul seemed to be soaked in a hot spring. Faintly, he seemed to feel a mountain in front of him, about ten thousand feet high.
"Father, did you hear something?" Duan Siping looked at Duan Zhengye and asked in surprise.
"What did you hear?" Duan Zhengye asked.
"Someone told the child that he preached for thirty-three days, and anyone who was destined could come and listen to the sermon. The child faintly saw a high mountain, about ten thousand feet high, with white clouds surrounding the peaks, like a fairyland." Duan Siping
