Wearing books, it’s not easy to be a villain brother

The round turtle slowly turned around with a smile on his face. "Hahaha, young people, don't be so impatient. Being too impulsive won't do anything good."

The Holy Son of Ice secretly touched the painful right hand he had just hit. Why was this turtle's back so hard? Moreover, the spiritual power emitted by the turtle opposite him was not weaker than him, and was even higher than him.

It's a tough one.

The Holy Son of Ice had a gloomy face, and Hybelle's identity as a sea tribe was revealed. At this time, another sea tribe intervened, and it was impossible to snatch the Sea King's Halberd head-on.

From the corner of his eye, he saw someone on the side of the Sword Saint Son seeming to be helping!

Didn't you look at the almanac when you went out today? Today didn't go well.

His thoughts changed and he spoke. "Do you, the Sea Clan, want to provoke a war between our two clans by acting like this?"

Old Turtle protected Haibel and the others behind him. When he appeared just now, the Holy City Guards who controlled Qiu Yunxin and the others all retreated and hid away.

If you are not careful, everyone will suffer disaster.

How could the old turtle be frightened by the Holy Son of Ice? He has eaten more salt than you have eaten rice.

"Young man, this is what I want to ask you first. What do you want to do by seizing the princess of our sea clan? Based on your answer, I will truthfully report it to the Sea Emperor. When the time comes, it will be you who triggers the war between the two clans. Got it!"

"Princess of the Sea Tribe?" The Holy Son of Ice stared at Haibell in disbelief. This was actually a Princess of the Sea Tribe, so how could she mix with these people?

Opposite, Haibell took out the gilt scale armor skirt directly under the signal from the old turtle's eyes. This kind of armor specially made for the Poseidon lineage did not need to be put on by hands, it was put on automatically.

At this moment, looking at the fully armed Hybel, the Ice Son's expression was uglier than eating a fly.

"So what about the princess of the sea tribe? She is guilty if she gets mixed up with the abyss!"

"abyss?"

Haibell frowned slightly. She had heard a lot about the Abyss organization these days, but she really didn't know the details.

"That's right! Those of you who hang out with the abyss are not good birds!" The Holy Son of Sword not far away retreated and stood with the Holy Son of Ice. "Su Chuxia, as a member of the Su family, you actually protected Abyss in public. I will definitely report this matter to the Lord of the Holy City!"

Su Chuxia came from the teahouse to help Jiang Ying fight off the Sword Saint, and the two stood side by side.

At this moment, everyone looked at the two people in highly similar clothing with doubts.

Su Chuxia's body is the Qingluan tattoo of the heir to the branch of the Su family, so only the upper body is painted. This is known to everyone in Linglan.

But what happened to the Qingluan shirt on Jiang Ying's body that had the entire robe drawn on it? Everyone present had long believed that Jiang Ying was a synthetic monster from the abyss. They did not lean on the Qingluan shirt for a while, but now they I saw the clues.

These ordinary members of the escort looked back and forth between each other. No one knew what the situation was. Could it be that they had been arrested by mistake?

At this moment, the only one who remained calm in the Holy City was the Son of the Wind. Based on the current situation and the "vague" arrest order from the Holy City, he had roughly analyzed that even the Holy City He has not yet decided how to treat Jiang Ying. After all, Su Qingfeng is involved, and things will become different.

Thinking of this, the Holy Son of Wind had already retreated in his heart.

Su Chuxia glanced at Haibei'er and Qiu Yunxin. The identity of the former's sea clan really surprised her, but she seemed to have some impression of the latter. He seemed to be the oiran who used to follow Su Yunyang in Mengge. How could he be with Su? Qingfeng together?

Coupled with Jiang Ying beside him, what kind of entourage did Su Qingfeng bring back?

Su Chuxia felt a headache just thinking about it, but fortunately the Sea Clan was on their side for the time being.

Su Chuxia's thoughts changed and she immediately replied. "Son of the Sword, right? Why do you have the right to say that she is related to the abyss? She should give an explanation for attacking people in our Su family!"

The Saint of Swords pointed the sword at Jiang Ying. "Just because of her attitude!"

"There is no proof, which means that as long as you believe it, it is wrong! Linglan is not the final say of your Holy City family!" Su Chuxia is not used to the Holy Son of Sword at all, and this matter is not causing any trouble anyway. It's too small, just make things bigger.

"Su Chuxia, don't confuse things here! Even if someone from the Sea Clan helps you, it's useless!" The Holy Son of Ice glanced at Old Turtle, and they could still stop him from entering the Saint Realm alone.

"Who said our Su family has to rely on the help of the Hai Clan!" Following a sneer, a large number of Su family guards and Su family outer core members came from all directions.

The strength of these people who are coming one after another ranges from high to low, ranging from the soul palace realm to the mortal realm. Although there are currently no saints who have entered the holy realm, the number is as high as a hundred.

Soon they gathered behind Su Chuxia, led by the young men in white clothes in the teahouse.

"Sister Xia, we have summoned all the family members nearby. It is difficult to notify those who are too far away, but if necessary, we will send out a few more flares and they will all come!"

After finishing the report here, he turned to the Holy Son of Ice and spoke verbally.

During this moment of stalemate between the two sides, someone from outside shouted something.

"Look, it's the city defense team of Linglong City!"

"City defense team?"

"It's been a turmoil here for so long, it's time to come."

……

The City Guards were dressed in blue armor, and like the Holy City Guards, they were equipped with swords and shields.

The leader was Tong Wen, the city defense captain of the spirit insect area. His strength was at the peak of the Saint Realm. His equipment only lacked a shield and added a blue cloak.

Tong Wen's arrival made Jian and Bing very happy. They both knew that the relationship between Linglong City and Abyss was bad. When Tong Wen came, he was definitely on their side.

He quickly asked the guards to make way and let Tong Wen in.

When Tong Wen received the news of the trouble before, it was just a fight between the Holy City and people, and there was no other news. But now, what is the situation? The Holy City, the abyss synthetic monsters, the Su family, the Sea Clan, a hodgepodge of melee?

The situation at the scene showed that Tong Wen was one big and two big. If Linglong City was thrown into the mix, it would be even more chaotic.

If you take a closer look, you will see that they are basically all well-known figures in the top forces of Linglan.

"What are you making a fuss about? Private fights are prohibited in Linglong City. Do you all want to be arrested?"

The Holy Son of Ice was the first to speak out, clasping his fists with both hands and saying: "Captain, these guys across from you are hiding the abyss. In the name of the Lord of the Holy City, we are here to arrest them. I also ask the captain to help me. In the future, Saint The city will be grateful!"

wait?

Tong Wen can sneak into this position, and he still has good eyesight. Why are you waiting? If you two didn't have the strength to enter the Saint Realm, you would have been beaten by the opponent.

Tong Wen turned his eyes and looked at the old turtle of the Sea Clan. At this time, the strongest one on the opposite side was this Sea Clan. Let's see what he wanted to say.