Chapter 777: Changes (three shifts)

One sentence almost choked Song Luan to death!
His face turned pale and blue, blue and red, and his expression changed so wonderful!
He stood up suddenly and said angrily:
"what did you say!?"
He was in a very dry mood. Hearing this sentence, how could he control it?
Suddenly it was like being ignited by fire-exploded!
Yu Chisong's expression was faint:
"What the old man said, everyone in the room should be able to hear clearly, but you are the only one who didn't hear clearly? Could it be that the ears are not working well?"
"you--"
"It seems that your ears are the same as your mouth, it's a decoration, don't worry."
In a few words, Yu Chisong made Song Luan's curse incomplete.
Everyone was stunned.
Yu Chisong has always been a highly respected figure, and his speech and behavior have always been very low-key.
And since Chongxuge suffered successive blows more than a year ago, let alone.
The entire Chongxu Pavilion seemed to be transparent.
Because of this, many people gradually stopped putting Chongxuge in their eyes.
I thought that this time, the death of the three Chu Liuyue would have caused a great blow to Yu Chisong and others, and some even suspected that he would not come to the palace at all.
Unexpectedly, not only did he come, but he was so powerful!
If you dare to talk to Song Luan like this, how many people can there be in Xiling City?
Many people looked at each other, all seeing the shock in the eyes of each other.
This...Is it too much stimulation?
Yu Chisong sat in his seat, letting countless eyes look back and forth on him, still motionless.
His own apprentice, would he not know life and death?
The three children just didn't come back with the group of Shangguanwan, but he knew in his heart that they were all fine.
But he does not plan to make the news public yet.
On the way here, he knew that someone would definitely talk about this and make trouble for them to Chongxuge.
If he said anything else, he would pass one eye and close the other, too lazy to care.
It happened that Song Luan was talking about the three children and cursing them all dead.
How could he bear it anymore?
Song Luan was stunned.
In my impression, Yu Chisong has never been so rude to anyone.
He smirked and said coldly:
"Heh, Pavilion Master Yuchi, everyone belongs to the four major sects. I'm just expressing concern. If you say this, you are losing your identity, right?"
Yu Chisong glanced, as if watching a joke.
"I heard that the Zixiao Sword Sect died this time with seven outstanding disciples. I didn't expect Song Leader to have a leisurely feeling and care about us Chongxuge?"
Song Luan suddenly choked in his heart and couldn't speak.
It is true that seven of their disciples died, and for the remaining three people, except for his own son Song Qingnian, who was in a decent condition, the remaining two were injured very seriously, which might affect their future practice. .
Almost the whole army was wiped out!
You know, the people sent to Dahuangze this time are all their best disciples of the Zixiao Sword Sect.
As a result, it will take them almost two or three years to repair this loss!
At this moment, Jian Shuye on the side suddenly spoke.
"I heard that Chu Liuyue helped save a lot of people when I was in the Forest of Fantasy Fog. Not only our disciple from Longyashan, but also several other sects, were more or less helped by her. Right?"
He said, looked at Song Luan and asked deliberately.
"Song Luan, it seems that your precious son was saved by them?"
Song Luan immediately retorted: "Impossible! There is no such thing!"
Jian Shuye was surprised and looked at the people beside him.
"Oh? Anyone who is here, who has heard of this?"
The whole hall fell into weird silence.
Everyone looked different.
Song Luan sneered again and again.
"I know that Chu Liuyue has some ability, but with her little ability, it is difficult to protect herself, let alone helping others? Did you help so much? Jian Shuye, what you said is too ridiculous!"
For a moment, someone suddenly spoke.
"The Lord Longya Mountain is right. Our disciple was indeed rescued by Chu Liuyue and others."
Song Luan immediately frowned and looked over, and found that it was the palace owner of the Holy Flame Palace.
He sneered, and was about to ridicule when someone next to him spoke.
"Our disciple from Tianji Mansion did mention this when he came back."
Song Luan looked stiff.
It's fine for Jian Shuye to say that alone, but now everyone admits one after another?
Several other sects were silent, obviously not planning to refute!
This surprised the heads of the big families sitting opposite.
They don't know much because they are not very involved in this matter.
I only thought that Dahuangze suffered heavy casualties before, but I didn't expect these things to be there.
Jian Shuye touched his chin, breaking the calm.
"Song Luan, it seems that your precious son didn't tell you deliberately? Then he probably didn't say that Yang Qin'er in your school chose to blew himself up because he was found to have problems? It killed a lot of people."
Song Luan suddenly raised his head, his expression shocked.
He really doesn't know!
After Song Qingnian and the two disciples returned, he rushed to see them as soon as possible.
The two seriously injured were quickly sent to heal, and Song Qingnian didn't say much, except that he was very tired, so he went to rest.
Song Luan was so distressed that it was too late, just to be grateful that his son was still alive, where could he care for others?
He quickly reacted with a stern expression:
"Lord Longya Mountain, you can't talk nonsense about this!"
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the hall:
"What he said before is true."
Everyone looked back, but saw that Jiang Yucheng was here.
No one reported it, and I don't know how long he listened outside.
Jiang Yucheng raised his foot and walked towards the hall, but everyone was silent.
Song Luan became nervous.
Jiang Yucheng is the person present, and his identity is special, if he had said so...
He quickly reduced his expression.
"After returning from the New Year, I was sluggish, so I asked him to rest. I didn't know much about it..."
Jiang Yucheng shook his head gently.
He actually didn't take these things to heart at all.
In fact, most of his attention was focused on Yuchisong.
Before coming, he happened to see Yu Chisong stepping forward first, and then heard Song Luan's provocation.
He simply listened outside for a while.
What surprised him was that Yu Chisong seemed to know that Chu Liuyue and the others hadn't returned yet, but there didn't seem to be much sadness.
Fortunately, Qiang Wanzhou and others said that Yu Chisong might know that they were just looking for someone in the phantom fog forest.
But Chu Liuyue...
She is dead, and it seems that Yu Chisong should not react like this...
"Puppet!"
This anxious shout attracted everyone's attention.
Everyone looked up together.
Outside the hall, a figure was walking quickly.
Jiang Yucheng frowned.
The person here was Chan Yi.
Why didn't Shangguanwan come?
He walked over, before he had time to speak, he listened to Chan Yi said:
"Princess, the third princess has something to do, please go to Huayang Hall first."