I have a holy letter

Chapter 508, Proposal

After Tian Tong left, Yun Su lowered his voice and asked, "Should the benefactor's words just now be flattering him?"

Tian Tong couldn't understand the meaning of Wu Yue's words, but Lan Xinhui's kind Yun Su faintly felt something wrong.

For a man who can take a tour of Wuchang mansion with Qin Mengyao and attend the meeting of the Eight Sects together, is it necessary to lower his profile and praise a third in command of the Wudang Sect?

What does it do for him?
If you really want to flatter, you should also flatter Qin Mengyao. It is absolutely impossible to flatter Tian Tong's stinky feet.

"Praise? Is he worthy?" Wu Yue raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "I really hope that he will appear in Liu Xin Lake, let's see if he will still be as confident as he is today."

"The benefactor seems to know Feng Daxia very well."

Yun Su intentionally or unintentionally brought the topic back to idols, suddenly his eyes darkened, and he said in a low voice, "Unfortunately, Daxia Feng acted too impulsively. The battle at Liu Xin Lake could have been completely avoided. After that battle, It will be more difficult to restore the impression of Bapai on him."

"Why do you want to redeem it? The mouth grows on other people, let them say what they say, do you think Feng Xinglie will care about these?" Wu Yue said disapprovingly.

"With the lofty thinking of Feng Daxia, he definitely doesn't care about it, but if there are too many rumors, there will always be some bad influence."

Hearing Yun Su's praise, Wu Yue felt guilty for no reason, and couldn't help but wonder if Feng Xinglie was really him?
He shook his head and said, "Actually, in my opinion, the Eight Righteous Sects should not hate, but be grateful and grateful. Fortunately, Feng Xinglie was merciful that night. More than half of the seed masters survived, and not all of them fell there."

"..."

Yun Su was stunned for a long while, unable to utter a word.

Although the other party's words did not sound very comfortable, the truth was very straightforward.Facing an enemy so terrifying that it cannot be defeated, no matter how much you hate it, it is meaningless.

If Wu became more ruthless that night and burned all the seed masters to ashes, what would the Eight Factions Alliance do?Do you have the courage to go back for revenge?
It's probably still the same as it is now, no matter how harsh the words are, but there will be no action at all.

Thinking about it, Yun Su gradually became engrossed.

When the two were talking, all the representatives of the eight sects were present. After the leaders of each sect were seated in an orderly manner, the meeting began immediately.

With Wu Yue's support, Qin Mengyao did not listen to the opinions of various factions first as before, and waited for others to finish speaking before discussing his own ideas.As soon as he came up, he made a head start and proposed to disband the Eight Factions Alliance on the spot.

No one could have imagined that the opening of this meeting would be a climax, and no one would have imagined that it was the representatives of the two holy places who promoted all of this, so that when Qin Mengyao's voice fell, the entire meeting hall was immediately quiet to the point where a needle could be heard.

Seeing his own teachers, uncles and uncles looking uglier than the other, the disciples around the periphery felt dark, even breathing subconsciously.

After being silent for an unknown amount of time, Tian Tong, who just finished beating Wu Yue, jumped out again to be angry with Qin Mengyao, and then there were immortals from the Changbai sect, Gu Jianchi Leng Bieqing and others who objected, and the immortal even said bluntly, "No matter what the reason, I It is difficult for them to accept the idea of ​​​​separation."

Driven by several people, there seemed to be an intention to attack Qin Mengyao in groups.

Even in the face of turbulent opposition, Qin Mengyao still had calm eyes, solemn treasure appearance, and no waves in his bright sword heart.When the opposition was a little weaker, he did not continue with the topic just now, but suddenly said, "This is Xing Lie's meaning!"

"What?" "The Demon Monarch is Feng Xinglie!!"

Immortal Immortal and Leng Bieqing, who opposed the most fiercely, stood up in shock, as if someone had strangled their necks, their faces flushed, and they were stunned for a long time, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Tian Tong was even more unbearable, and shouted in his mouth, "Damn it! Why does he..."

I wanted to say why he should meddle in the affairs of our Eight-Faction Alliance, but he didn't dare to say the same thing halfway through.

The last time he belittled Wu Yue in front of Yun Su, it was because he knew very well in his heart that the person he was talking to was a monk, even if the other person felt uncomfortable, he would not spread his words wantonly.

But it's different now, if you say something bad in front of everyone, if nothing happens, the Lord will know the next day.

Thinking of the horrible consequences of being targeted by Wu Yue, Tian Tong panicked a lot.

In fact, he didn't know that he was already in trouble...

A strange brilliance flashed in Qin Mengyao's eyes, and she slowly scanned the audience. Now that she is seriously injured, it is difficult for her to suppress the heads of the various sects with her own state, but with Wu Yue's prestige as a bonus, even the Immortal Immortal, No one dared to look at him.

Not long after, Qin Mengyao withdrew his gaze and said slowly, "Disbanding the alliance is the best choice at present. If you can't accept this, Mengyao's next words will surely make you unbearable."

Wuxiang Monk lowered his eyes, seemed to be asleep, and sighed after a while, "Mr. Feng, if you have any suggestions, Ms. Mengyao might as well say them together."

Qin Mengyao didn't hold back anymore, and said bluntly, "Either disband the alliance, or accept Han Bai's command unconditionally, you can only choose one of them."

The field once again fell into deathly silence.Even though Wuxiang Monk and Chunyang Zhenzi, who have reached the level of Zen skills and are not disturbed by external objects, couldn't help but lose their voices in shock.

"Too much bullying, too much bullying!"

The Immortal Immortal trembled all over his body, letting him accept the orders and instructions of a brat, it was more uncomfortable than killing him with a single knife.

What made him even more angry was that the Eight Factions Alliance was the leader of the righteous way anyway, a behemoth that led a group of people, but Wu Yue didn't give him any face at all, so he was slapped in the face on the spot. Could it be that he really had the confidence to suppress everyone present?

"Brother Zhuang, what's your opinion on this?" The Immortal Immortal turned to look at Zhuang Jie.

Since the Xining faction moved the dojo to the capital, it has become Zhu Yuanzhang's mouthpiece. In the past, any instructions from the imperial court to the eight factions were usually conveyed through the Xining faction.

On the surface, Immortal Immortal was asking about Zhuang Jie, but in fact he was asking about the imperial court's attitude towards Wu Yue. If the imperial court firmly supported the Eight Factions, they would have enough confidence to say no to Wu Yue.

However, before Zhuang Jie could speak, an unhurried voice came from the corner.

"I actually don't intend to let you disband, but Mengyao believes that disbanding the alliance is the most suitable for the current situation, so I will give you the opportunity to choose. Please grasp it."

Upon hearing this unfamiliar male voice, everyone froze and turned their heads to look in the direction from which the voice came.I saw a slender man stepping out of the crowd and walking slowly towards the people present.

The strange thing is that no matter how everyone's eyes are wide open and their eyes are concentrated, it is difficult to see the appearance of the person coming, and they can only roughly distinguish that the person is wearing a light gray coat.

This state lasted for a second or two, until the visitors walked to the center of the venue, the blurry image finally became clear... It was the core of their discussion, Feng Xinglie!

(End of this chapter)