Murong Tiantian, who had already walked away, turned back and made a face at Zhao Quanzhi.

Zhao Quanzhi was so angry that his face turned black and green.

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Along the way, I saw a lot of people walking towards the core hall.

Zhao Quanzhi walked faster than the two of them, hoping that Ye Zhikuang, a loser, could leave Ye Yunzong quickly so as not to stay and be embarrassed and conspicuous.

Murong Tiantian frowned and asked: "Zhao Quanzhi, why is it so lively today? Is there a martial arts competition?"

Zhao Quanzhi snorted, this girl often called him that.

He ignored her and didn't bother to talk to Murong Tiantian.

What he said was not good, but this girl dared to raise her foot and kick him hard behind him.

Ye Zhikuang reached out and held Murong Tiantian's arm, shaking his head calmly.

Murong Tiantian stopped pestering Zhao Quanzhi to ask the question just now.

Arriving at the core hall, Zhao Quanzhi came to the great elder, first saluted respectfully, and then said: "Elders, the disciples have brought the sinners of the Ye family."

Ye family sinner?

Ye Zhikuang's eyes were condensed and he lightly scanned the martial arts training ground.

Ye Tanggong and Ye Haitang were standing behind the woman in red.

She immediately understood. It turned out that these people gathered in the core hall to watch her laugh.

Murong Fu's eyes fell on Ye Zhikuang. She was standing in an open space under the steps. No disciple wanted to get close to her. Only Murong Tiantian stood behind her.

She was isolated here, which made people look extremely miserable.

His heart moved, and he walked towards Ye Zhikuang with big steps and stood beside Ye Zhikuang.

Seeing this, Yin couldn't help but gloat: "Elder Murong, what are you...?"

Yin Shen pretended to be puzzled.

Murong Fu raised his face slightly and ignored Yin Shen.

At this time, the great elder walked towards Ye Zhikuang. He stood only three steps away from Ye Zhikuang and asked seriously: "Ye Zhikuang, before you left the Ye family, you killed your cousin Ye Chuxia."

Murong Tiantian walked to Ye Zhikuang's side and looked back at her with a worried expression.

Ye Zhikuang nodded and replied without hesitation: "Yes."

"Then did you kill Ye Chuxia because you took her pill?" the elder asked again.

Ye Zhikuang calmly raised his head and looked directly at the great elder.

Although he is more than ninety years old, his eyes are as sharp as if they can penetrate a person's soul.

She shook her head and denied: "I don't know where the great elder heard the rumors. If this disciple does such a thing that everyone can punish, he will be struck by thunder from the sky."

"Okay, then I'll ask you this, do you know the person behind you?" The great elder raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the martial arts training ground.

Ye Zhikuang didn't even look at the direction of the martial arts training ground, so he replied: "I don't know him."

Ye Tanggong and Ye Haitang were naturally angry after hearing this.

"Ye Zhikuang, I am your second uncle, don't you recognize me?" Ye Haitang covered his still aching chest, took a step forward, and roared.

With this roar, a mouthful of black blood spit out from his mouth.

Murong Fu's green dragon shadow hurt him badly. Every time he said a word, his chest felt like a heavy stone pressing against him, and the pain was severe.

Ye Zhikuang raised his face, his tone was light and indifferent, his expression was calm and unfazed: "I, Ye Zhikuang, have never had a second uncle. Even if I did, it was before he was kicked out of Ye Zhikuang by the elders of the Ye family.

Before I came home, now, except for my fourth uncle, I, Ye Zhikuang, had no second uncle."
Chapter completed!