Chapter 1253 Throw them out 2

It is an invisible and powerful sense of oppression!

Even he himself couldn't tell what was going on, but he could clearly feel that the calm young man around him was very angry.

Zhan Zhonghong felt that he could not bear the price of calming his anger!!

So, he knelt down...

Suddenly, a slight noise came from outside.

Then—

"Is it here? Are people inside?" An arrogant laugh came out of the room. It sounded like he was not old, about twenty years old, "The people inside, let me get a mess with you!"

"Hehe!..."

According to laughter, it's not just one person.

Outside the courtyard, there were four people.

There were two young men, one with a crane-haired old man, who was very energetic and could be seen to have a very high level of cultivation. Among these people, there was also a middle-aged man, who was Gong Zhen, and this one was only standing behind one of the handsome young men in white clothes.

Needless to say, they are all from Ziyun Sect.

In terms of identity, handsome young people are the highest.

The one who just spoke was another purple brocade boy staring at the room arrogantly and hostilely, embroidering a small purple cloud pattern on his left shoulder lapel. Looking closely, there were also young men in white clothes, and the other two were the same. This was undoubtedly the totem of a mysterious sect of Huaen, the Ziyun Sect.

The door in the room is not closed.

There were people inside, one kneeling and the other sitting.

These people broke into the yard without authorization, and were stunned when they saw this situation.

The young man in white frowned and couldn't help but remember that when he stepped in, he signed up to enter here. The guards had to stop him, but he asked a handsome young man who was taking care of the medicinal materials to wave his hand casually, and asked the guards to retreat and let them go directly. However, the handsome young man finally looked at him and his group. The young man in white frowned was very strange.

Feeling pity...

The young man in purple and furnished took a few steps forward and said arrogantly: "That woman named Qu, come out to greet her, and die obediently! Those who dare to kill our Ziyun Sect will be punished."

“…”

The boy yelled, but no one paid attention to him.

However, from his yelling, it is also obvious that it is the Ziyun Sect’s people coming.

Mo Liancheng's eyes didn't raise, and he didn't care who came. His bland voice came out, "Where did the crows scream early in the morning? Go out and throw them out of Qi'an Hall."

"Yes." Zhan Zhonghong breathed a sigh of relief.

If you have something to do, you don’t need punishment?

Zhan Zhonghong stood up, and immediately rushed out of the door, standing on the steps to block the door. When he saw the visitor, Old Man Zhan was stunned. His gaze fell on the old man and frowned. From this man's body, he felt the same breath.

Xuan Pose should be the same as him.

Zhan Zhonghong had a headache after thinking about this!

How to throw it away? I thought it was an easy task, but this was a real headache. The little ancestor in the house was angry. How could he explain this matter?

Mo Liancheng's mouth raised lightly, but his eyes looked outside coldly.

With a wave of his sleeves, the door was windless, and it was creaking! Slap! It closed itself.

Old guy, I don’t know the importance of this king if I don’t give you some colors.

If you dare to take action without authorization, you have to measure your ability.

Zhan Zhonghong smiled bitterly at first sight.

The ancestors in the house were really angry...

There was no hesitation at all, and even Old Man Zhan took action without even thinking about it.

Throw it! He really remembered this.
Chapter completed!