Chapter 1012 The Token of Favor of the Young City Lord
"You can't!"
Zhu Xiangchen blurted out without thinking.
His eyes were red and glaring at Yan Yan. Zhu Xiangchen's lips were trembling when he spoke again: "I am not a disciple of the Baiwu Palace, I worshipped in the Baiwu Mountain Gate halfway."
"I have been practicing for several years when I entered the White Mist Palace. This part of my cultivation cannot be considered a thing in the White Mist Palace! You, you cannot seize my cultivation!"
Zhu Xiangchen said nervously and kept kicking his legs backwards; "What's more, I'm no longer from Baiwu Palace. I'm a member of Canglang City. I'm from Canglang City. If you take me
Cultivation, be careful to offend Canglang City!”
Cultivation is the foundation of every cultivator, much more precious than those elixirs and spirit stones. If he could be exchanged, he would rather Yan Yan ask for these things back than be abolished.
Zhu Xiangchen's retreating body had just rubbed a few steps, and his back was stepped on by one foot and could not move.
Zhu Xiangchen looked back and saw the person who stepped on his back. It was Xing Yutang.
Xing Yutang looked down at Zhu Xiangchen with a blank expression: "From the time I handed you over to Miss Yan, you will no longer be a member of my Canglang City. You don't have to use Canglang City as your shield."
Zhu Xiangchen roared with red eyes: "I joined the city lord's command and did not serve you. This trip was also appointed by the city lord. Even if you are the main person in the city lord, you still need to go back and report to the city lord before you can make a decision. I am not yours, you
I don't have the right to deal with me!"
Xing Yutang: "As the young city lord, I still have the right to deal with a subordinate. I don't like betrayal."
"In the past, you could betray Baiwu Palace, and tomorrow you would betray me Canglang City. I Canglang City would not leave any defectors. When I came to join me, I happened to be absent. If I were there, I would not be able to keep you at that time.
When I go back, I will report this to my father truthfully."
The last hope in Zhu Xiangchen's eyes was extinguished by Xing Yutang's words.
Zhu Xiangchen turned his head and looked at Yan Yan again. Before he could speak, his eyes were red, and his tone had softened:
"I am willing to reform myself, starting from an ordinary disciple, I am willing to serve the sect leader sooner or later, I am willing to hand over all the wealth, I am only willing to let me go this time, I am willing to return to Baiwu Palace again
.”
Zhu Xiangchen cried in tears, and turned over and knelt on the ground, banging one by one.
Even Bo Chengxian was stunned. Thinking of how arrogant the deputy hall master was in the past, and now he ended up in such a sad end, Bo Chengxian couldn't help but sigh.
Looking sideways at Yan Yan.
Yan Yan had no expression on his face and pointed out a golden light that enveloped Zhu Xiangchen who was still kowtowing.
Amid everyone's amazing eyes, Yan Yan's voice was slightly deeper: "Return to the sky and the sun!"
Zhu Xiangchen, shrouded in golden light, had a flash of eyes, as if he had seen the time going against the current, and at the same time he saw himself in middle age, youth, and youth, and then the countercurrent time stopped at a certain point in time.
Zhu Xiangchen raised his head and saw the smile of the old sect leader of Baiwu Palace, Piaomiaozi, was surprised to see the smile of the Cihe.
That was his once kneeling down with great devoutness, and the first time he kowtowed in the Baiwu Hall...
"Stripping, time!"
As Yan Yan's last word fell, Zhu Xiangchen felt that the blood in his body was flowing against the flow.
The bones and skin of the body are undergoing drastic changes at the same time. He can see the skin on his hands with the plump and whiteness that was previously maintained, and it is quickly shriveled and thin, with wrinkles and large patches of age spots.
When the golden light dissipated, the rope tied to Zhu Xiangchen's body also fell off automatically.
Zhu Xiangchen used his internal strength and found that he still had cultivation. He couldn't help but feel happy in his heart. However, when he wanted to recall the skills of the White Mist Palace, he could not remember it, as if a memory in his mind was stolen.
He suddenly raised his head, and the woman who had just stood in front of him had turned around and left.
"Stop, what did you do to me?" A hoarse and old voice came from Zhu Xiangchen's voice.
Yan Yan didn't reply, and his voice calmly said: "Carry your time in Baiwu Palace."
Zhu Xiangchen, who was so old that he was unreasonable, stood up in the astonished eyes of everyone, and pointed to Yan Yan's back: "You are young, but you are so vicious, you are not afraid of the heavenly disaster, he
The sun is gone!”
Yan Yan smiled sideways: "If you are like you who are going back on your word, I will not take away your cultivation today. Letting the tiger return to the mountain is a disaster. I have a reasonable and well-founded behavior, why fear the way of heaven?"
"Hmph! If the heavenly way is unfair when I go through the tribulation in the future, I will ask for an explanation from the heavenly way!"
After saying that, Yan Yan didn't look back and led the crowd to rise up in the air.
Looking at Yan Yan's back as he left, Lu Qi, who was following Xing Yutang, couldn't help but sigh: "What a brave woman. The young city lord just now insisted on asking this girl Yan to our Canglang City!"
The other kind of followers nodded in agreement.
Xing Yutang silently looked at Yan Yan's figure that had stepped onto the clouds, suddenly remembered something, took out a pair of scrolls from his sleeve bag, and threw them into the air.
The scroll turned into a stream of light and chased Yan Yan.
Everyone: Is the young city lord going to give the girl a token of love?
Yan Yan, Mr. Yumei and others set off to chase the caravan. As soon as they set off with their swords, a flash of light suddenly shook in front of them.
Before others could react, Mr. Yumei had already opened the barrier to protect everyone.
After all, he was once a high level of cultivation, but although his cultivation has been damaged now, he is still much more sensitive than ordinary people.
Just as Mr. Yumei's barrier enveloped everyone, the stream of light actually penetrated Mr. Yumei's barrier and came to everyone.
Yan Yan and his men's expressions changed, their spiritual energy flashed one after another, but the flowing light that rushed in front of them began to quickly close and eventually turned into a thread.
It turned out to be a scroll.
The scroll slowly floated in front of Yan Yan.
Feeling that there was no unusual aura fluctuation on it, Yan Yan reached out to take the scroll and slowly unfolded it.
Mr. Yumei, Bo Chengxian and He Ji were also curious to come forward.
Then, several people were shocked by the scroll at the same time, and then looked at Yan Yan with complex expressions.
The moment he opened the scroll, Yan Yan was also a little surprised.
The scroll depicts a woman in red and a snow fox cloak. The woman has a gorgeous appearance. At first glance, her face looks a bit similar to her.
But when you look at the divine light in your eyes, Yan Yan immediately realized that the person in the painting was not himself.
Because the expression is not similar.
Although this woman's appearance is young and beautiful, the vicissitudes in her eyes cannot be obscured by her youthful appearance.
This woman is obviously much older than her, and she has such a gentle and calm look that is graceful and restrained... This woman must have had extraordinary experiences, good upbringing and noble background.
Yan Yan was speculating that Xing Yutang's voice transmission came from his spiritual sense.
"Can Miss Yan recognize this person?"
Yan Yan: "I don't recognize it."
Xing Yutang: "This person is my aunt. She has been separated for many years because of some reason. My father misses her very much. Because the girl and her aunt were very similar in temper when she was young, Yutang asked abruptly."
Yan Yan: "It's okay, but I really don't recognize the noble person in the painting, sorry."
When Yan Yan finished speaking, the scroll in front of him also automatically dissipated.
Xing Yutang's voice with regret came from his ears: "Since I met a girl, Yutang always had the illusion of reunion of his relatives, but unfortunately he misunderstood. If the girl passes through Canglang City in the future, Yutang will have an envoy to walk on her feet and sweep the bed to greet her.
!”
Yan Yan looked back and looked down at Xing Yutang who was still standing in the distance, bowing to him, "There will be a time later!"