Hu Xuehong's words were categorical and weighty, and they immediately suppressed Yun Fei's momentum.
Yunfei wanted to trouble Hu Xuehong, which was fine, but his mistake was that he should not ignore Qi Xuan. Once Qi Xuan gets serious, Yun Fei, a mere outer disciple, will surely suffer. Thinking about it, he knew that it was impossible for the Ping family to abandon the Qi family for him.
"Disciple Yunfei, under the orders of Elder Tu, is here to welcome the Master of Qi!"
Yun Fei also knew not to make the same mistake again and again. Even if he didn't want to do anything in his heart, he had to pretend to be respectful.
Yunfei couldn't get along with his most promising disciple, and he was so arrogant. How could Qi Xuan be willing to give him a good face? With a straight face, he let out a heavy groan in his nose and shouted, "If it weren't for the sake of Elder Tu, , I will chop you with one palm right now!"
Yun Fei couldn't help but shudder, clearly feeling a biting murderous intention from Qi Xuan, and he couldn't help but show a hint of panic in his expression.
Yun Fei came to Shengtian Continent through the general election. On the surface, he was lucky and was able to stay in the Heng family, which was a second-grade family. However, he was just an outer disciple, and the resources he shared were not as many as Hu Xuehong's.
Although the Qi family is a third-grade family with far less resources than the Ping family, Qi Xuan has trained Hu Xuehong as a first-line disciple and spared no effort, so that six years later, Yunfei, who is in the Ping family, can only reach the peak of the yellow race. On the contrary, it is much weaker than Hu Xuehong.
This is a personal experience. You don’t have to make the decision yourself, you just listen to God’s arrangements!
Perhaps this was also the main reason why Yunfei's resentment not only did not subside when he met Hu Xuehong six years later, but became even greater than before.
"Yes!" Yunfei dared to talk back to Qi Xuan again? Obediently, he leaned over and said yes.
Qi Xuan snorted coldly, turned around and said to Hu Xuehong, "Xuehong, Jie'er, don't pay attention to this villain, let's go up the mountain!"
After saying that, Qi Xuan stepped onto the jade steps with his head held high without even looking at Yun Fei.
"You bully dog slave!" Like father, like daughter. Qi Jie was even more fierce than Qi Xuan. She cursed angrily at Yun Fei and followed Qi Xuan without looking back.
First it was Qi Xuan, then Qi Jie. Yunfei wanted to give Hu Xuehong a blow by relying on his status as a disciple of the Ping family, but he didn't expect that he was defeated repeatedly, and his face turned into a liver color in an instant! The gazes directed at the Qi family's father and daughter seemed to be cannibalistic.
"Yunfei, I'm warning you, if you come at me, I, Hu Xuehong, will always follow you. But if you dare to be disrespectful to my master and Jie Mei, as you said, I will definitely make you suffer!"
Six years ago, Hu Xuehong's cultivation level was slightly lower than Yunfei's, but now, Hu Xuehong can look at Yunfei with her nostrils, and she is naturally rude to him!
Yunfei gritted his teeth and glared at Hu Xuehong, who had thrown him away and strode towards the top of the mountain. He said gloomily: "Hu Xuehong, I, Yunfei, swear that today you will never leave the Heng family alive!"
"Xuehong, you don't have to worry! He's just a clown, there's nothing to be afraid of! I don't believe that the Ping family would abandon our Qi family for him, an outside slave!" Seeing Hu Xuehong frowning and looking gloomy, Qi Xuan He opened his mouth to comfort.
Hu Xuehong shook her head and said, "I have nothing to do. I'm just a little worried about my junior brother Xiao Le."
"Xiao Le? Oh, it's the Danxia Sect disciple who passed the election two years ago." Qi Xuan couldn't help but let out a sigh after thinking about it, with regret on his face. "The qualifications of Xiao Le are very good, and his character is also very good." He was loyal and kind, and I was quite satisfied with him at that time. However, when I took him to the Heng family to pay homage to the mountain, he was attracted by the head of the Heng family and stayed in the Heng family. If not, my family would have lost more. A material that can be made!”
"Yes, I joined the Danxia Sect only half a year earlier than Junior Brother Xiao Le. We were very close friends when we were in the Danxia Sect. My sister Xue Qing was still young at that time, thanks to him taking care of me and sharing the burden. No. I wonder if he has had a good time in the Ping family in the past two years."
Qi Jie'e's eyebrows were lightly furrowed, and her face was full of worry as she said, "With that dog slave just now here, I'm afraid that brother Xiao Le will probably not have a good life."
"Don't worry, the outer gate of the Ping family is just ahead. Maybe you will meet Xiao Le soon. I'll tell you when the time comes!"
Although Qi Xuan said this, his expression was not relaxed, and he obviously had the same worries as Qi Jie and Hu Xuehong.
Yun Fei, who was following behind him, heard the conversation between the three of them. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing an evil and sinister smile. It was very scary!
The Taira family is located on the top of Mount Doe, covering an extremely large area, perhaps more than 100,000 acres. The Heike family is divided into an inner sect and an outer sect. In the inner sect, only the Heira family can move around. Disciples with foreign surnames and disciples from vassal families who have not been summoned by the head of the Heike family are absolutely not allowed to enter. The rules of the outer sect are not so strict. In fact, almost all the grand events held by the Heike, such as drafts, are held in the outer sect.
The elder Tu whom Yun Fei mentioned just now is named Tu Muqi. He is the elder of the outer sect and is in charge of everything in the outer sect. Speaking of which, he should be the highest-ranking disciple with a foreign surname in the entire Taira family. In the past, any orders from the Heng family that were conveyed to the subordinate third-rank families were basically handled by Tumqi, so Qi Xuan had many dealings with him and was very familiar with him.
It's just that Tumqi is a very greedy and sinister person. Whenever there is a big or small incident in the Ping family, he will take the opportunity to blackmail the subordinate third-rank family. If he obeys, everything will be fine. If he doesn't, he will be in trouble. Complete little shoes. Moreover, this person is narrow-minded and very vindictive. Once offended, it is even more difficult to apologize to him and obtain his forgiveness. On the surface, Qi Xuan and others respectfully called him Elder Shengtu, but secretly, they called him a ghost.
Today is the grand event of the general election. The outer door of the Heike family has been decorated, but the atmosphere does not seem to be as lively and lively as in previous years. Qi Xuan was able to secure the position of the head of a third-grade family, so he was certainly not an ordinary person. He was as careful as a hair. He immediately felt something was wrong. He frowned slightly and gave Qi Jie and Hu Xuehong a cautious look.
It’s no wonder that Yun Fei complained about Qi Xuan and the others’ slowness before. The other five of the six third-grade families under the Ping family had already arrived, but Qi Xuan was the only one who was late. Because they both belong to the Heike family, the relationship between the six third-rank families is quite harmonious. After Qi Xuan greeted the other five major families who were already seated, he came to Tumuqi, who was sitting in the center as the head master. He bowed slightly and said seriously, "Qi Xuan met Elder Tu and came a step late. Please don't blame Elder Tu."
Tumuqi was in his forties or fifties, slightly chubby, and seemed a little inflexible. But if anyone underestimated him because of this, he would be close to death. Tumuqi's cultivation has reached the first level of Tiange. Although he is at the bottom among the eight elders of the Ping family, he is no worse than Qi Xuan, the head of the third-grade family!
"Hmph! I, the Ping family, are already deeply honored to be honored by the Master of the Qi family to attend the meeting. How can we dare to take offense? There is no need to be polite, Master of the Qi family. Please just sit down!"
Tumuqi's words were yin and yang, clearly unkind, but Qi Xuan was not surprised. He and Tumuqi were not on good terms with each other, and they once made a big fuss in front of the head of the Heng family. Qi Xuan arrived late on purpose, so why didn't he mean to give him a try
Qi Xuan chuckled lightly, said nothing, hugged Tumqi's fists, led Hu Xuehong and Qi Jie and turned around to the place that belonged to the Qi family.
There was a gap between Tu Muqi and Qi Xuan, so naturally he would not arrange a good position for the Qi family. He placed the Qi family at the bottom of the table, clearly intending to alienate them.
Over the years, this has always been the case, and Qi Xuan is used to it. Turning around, he nodded to He Feilai, the head of the He family who was sitting on his upper hand. Qi Xuan lifted his hem and sat down firmly. Hu Xuehong and Qi Jie also have positions, but they are far away from Qi Xuan and his colleagues. They are basically in the corner, mixed with disciples from other families.
"Brother Qi, there is no need to be angry. The situation today is special. Maybe Tumuqi didn't mean to target you." The He family and the Qi family are very close to each other and they often communicate with each other. He Feilai and Qi Xuan also have a very good relationship. At this time He Feilai nodded to Qi Xuan with a smile and said.
Qi Xuan happened to ask, "Brother He, I'm a step late. I wonder what special situation happened?"
He Feilai turned around and glanced at Tumuqi. He saw that Tumuqi had a gloomy expression and his brows were furrowed. He didn't know what he was thinking about. He didn't notice it, so he whispered to Qi Xuan, "Brother Qi doesn't know something." , just now, masters from the four second-grade families, Ling, Xiao, Xin, and Lin, came together and went straight to the inner gate. I heard that they wanted to seek justice from the Heng family. "
"Four major families join forces to seek justice!?" Hearing this, Qi Xuan couldn't help but gasped, with a look of shock on his face.
The six second-grade families are evenly matched, with no distinction between superior and inferior. If the Taira family were to fight one against four, they would have no chance of winning. If one thing goes wrong, the Qi family will probably be buried with the Heng family, so Qi Xuan can't help but be nervous.
"Brother He, what happened, that the four major second-grade families came to our door together?"
He Feilai gave a bitter smile and said, "Qi Xiong failed me in asking this question."
Qi Xuan also let out a bitter smile. This question he asked was unnecessary. When will it be the turn of third-grade families to intervene in the affairs of the second-grade family
"Everyone, since the six major third-grade families have arrived, let me say a few words on behalf of our family head." At this time, Tumuqi stood up, looked around, made a majestic look, and said, " This election is different from previous ones. Everyone knows this. This time, none of the major families sent anyone to the Shengtian Continent. It was all up to the seven major sects of the Shengtian Continent to make their own selections, which would inevitably lead to mixed results. The head of the family has said that none of the six major third-grade families are wealthy, and we cannot let you waste precious resources on mediocre people who rely solely on luck and have no value in shaping. Therefore, no matter how many people come to the Dao Sect in this election, they will all be defeated. I, the Taira family, will take it over, so you don’t have to worry about it.”
"What?"
"How does this work?"
"This is obviously a robbery!"
As soon as Tumuqi finished speaking, the heads of the six third-grade families expressed their dissatisfaction. (To be continued)