Chapter: 6889
No need to think about it, they also knew that these auras hidden in the dark should be the two aristocratic families dormant nearby, just waiting for Zhuo Wen to appear and give him a thunderous blow.
However, now that Xuyan Wangting has come forward, the two great aristocratic families are also afraid, and dare not be so blatant.
"Lishuo, Lihong, take Mr. Zhuo down to rest first!"
With a wave of Li Yinglong's sleeve robe, Li Shuo and Li Hong hurriedly got up to salute, and left with Zhuo Wen first.
After Zhuowen left, the originally quiet hall immediately became noisy.
Discussions erupted one after another.
"Patriarch, this son is too ruthless! He even killed both Ling Shenwei and Fei Shenwei. This is a complete break with the two great families!"
"Yes! If we continue to protect this child, we will eventually implicate our Mirage family! Why don't we let him leave early!"
"..."
Many senior members of the Mirage family spoke one after another, asking Li Yinglong not to let Zhuo Wen stay for a long time.
Li Yinglong silently watched the group of noisy high-ranking officials, and did not continue speaking until the voice gradually died down.
"If it weren't for Mr. Zhuo, we wouldn't have won the Grand Competition at all.
It is even more impossible to get so many Shenxu mountain springs!
We owe people such a big favor,
Now, seeing someone in trouble, should we kick him away? "
Li Yinglong spoke slowly, her voice was extraordinarily serious.
"Patriarch, this son has indeed made meritorious service for our family!
But we also give him 30% of Shenxu Mountain Spring,
And you also rescued this son, and fought against Mi Haomiao!
To tell the truth, we already owe him nothing. "
An old man stood up, with a sharp light in his eyes, and said slowly.
As soon as the old man opened his mouth, the hall became much quieter, and everyone's eyes became a lot more awed.
The old man's name was Li Jiulong, he was Li Yinglong's uncle, he was highly respected, and even Li Yinglong treated him politely in the Mirage family.
Li Yinglong fell silent, he could choose not to listen to other people's words.
But he couldn't pretend that he didn't hear what the old man in front of him said, his uncle's words.
"Uncle, I've made up my mind! Zhuowen, I'm sure!"
Li Yinglong was silent for a while, then raised her head again, and said each word seriously.
Li Jiulong took a deep look at Li Yinglong, then sat down and said nothing more.
In the spacious and elegant wing room, Zhuo Wen sat cross-legged, consolidating his newly promoted state.
It has been a day since Zhuo Wen killed Feishenwei and Lingshenwei.
During this day, Zhuo Wen's name spread throughout Xuyan God City.
In Xuyan God City, almost all the monks have learned that a young monk named Zhuo Nianxue slaughtered Ling Shenwei from the Xulong family and Fei Shenwei from the Xuqi family by himself.
Of course, the matter of Zhuo Nianxue was just a pseudonym, and it was also spread, and most of them already knew Zhuo Wen's real name.
Suddenly, Xiao Hei's voice sounded in his mind.
"The simplified version of the chariot of Zhensu has been successfully produced!"
Surprise appeared in Zhuo Wen's eyes, and he quickly summoned Xiao Hei from the starlight world of the Lord of Seven Emotions and Six Desires.
After completely controlling the starlight world of the Holy Lord of Seven Emotions and Six Desires, Zhuo Wen kicked Xiao Hei into it, and asked him to create a simplified version of the Chariot as soon as possible.
With the time flow inside, Zhuo Wen believes that Xiao Hei should not take too long.
But Xiao Hei was beyond his expectation, and finished it so quickly. It seems that he is on the path of Qi Dao, and he really has a unique and powerful talent.
A black light swept out, manifesting the Taiyou Holy Sword. JrNovels.com