1743. The Pride of Immortal Yunyang

"Mother, I... let's go, too."

At this time, Chu Yun was still talking with Qin Yin and others with a smile, and all the seven elders left. On the high platform, Dongmei and her family were still there.

Dongtian was seriously injured and dying. He lay in Dongmei's arms, opening his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but all the blood was leaking.

Seeing his brother's appearance, Dong Luo's face turned pale a little, and he whispered beside Dongmei.

Dongtian was defeated, and Chu Yun used his strength to prove that he was qualified to be the sage son. Dongmei's plan was undoubtedly completely bankrupt.

No one would think that a loser can become a saint Son. In this case, it is meaningless to stay there.

However, Dongmei held her son, and her graceful face was cold.

"Luo'er, help me watch your brother." Dong Meisenran's words almost condensed into ice.

Dongluo was stunned: "Mother, what else do you...you want to do?"

"Let them pay the price!"

Dongmei yelled coldly, then stood up and walked towards the direction where Chu Yun and Qinyin were. The face was full of coldness.

It seemed that I felt a little chill behind me. The original beautiful eyes and smiled, the expression of Qin's expression immediately became cold, and the pretty face was full of solemnity.

She knew that Chu Yun seriously injured her son, and this woman would definitely not give up.

"Chu Yun, stay behind me. Don't talk nonsense for a while." Qin Yin pulled Chu Yun behind him, then looked up and looked at Dongmei in front of her.

"Old Palace Master, seeing you are so angry, I wonder what you are going to do?"

"What are you doing, don't you know?" Dongmei looked cold and shouted coldly, "Let the mundane world come out."

"I must make him pay the price if I dare to hurt my Dongmei's son!"

Qin Yin frowned, and her words were also a little cold: "Old Palace Master, the dispute between Chu Yun and Winter is a battle between juniors. As an elder, you are a bit too much for yourself?"

"Excessive?" Dongmei smiled coldly, "That brat is so heavy with my son, winter, why don't you say he is too much?"

"The battle between the Holy Son is certainly a battle between the younger generations. But the competition should be completed. However, the mundane world in the lower world is actually cruel and ruthless, wanting to kill my son in winter."

"He is so vicious, how can I ignore it as a mother?"

Hearing this, Qin Jiu couldn't listen anymore and said uneasyly for Chu Yun: "Hmph, now I know to say something, but when I took action in winter just now, I used killer moves and wanted to kill Saint Son Chu Yun. What our Saint Son did was just based on his own way and his own body. If you want to blame, you blame your son for being inferior to others. If you fail to kill someone, you will be injured and humiliated by yourself. No one will blame you!"

However, as soon as Qin Jiu's words fell, Dongmei's expression suddenly became cold, and the power of the golden elixir exploded. A golden elixir was instantly hit, hitting Qin Jiu's delicate body hard.

Qin Jiu groaned, then was incited to the ground, and there was even red blood dripping slowly from the corner of her mouth.

"Senior Sister Jiu~"

The other eight girls with purple skirts were immediately panicked and shouted worriedly.

In front, Dongmei stood with her hands behind her back, condescending, and said angrily: "A little girl in the piano, how can I interrupt me when I speak?"

"It's really a search for death!"

Dongmei shouted coldly, but she was raging all over the world.

Everyone in the audience, under Dongmei's power, was frightened and dared not speak out.

Chu Yun's brows frowned immediately. Just as he was about to stand out, he was stopped by Qin Yin.

"Be honest behind me and don't make trouble for me."

"Dongmei's strength is not something you can compete with."

After Qinyin stopped Chu Yun, his pretty face was as deep as water, and he looked at Dongmei: "Old Palace Master, what do you want? Chu Yun is now the Holy Son of Qin Palace. Do you still want to kill him because of the Holy Son's battle?"

"At that time, not only I will not let you go, I am afraid that the seven elders of Qin Palace will not let you go, right?"

Dongmei snorted and said, "It's not going to be killed. But he hurt my youngest son first, and today he seriously injured my eldest son of Dong family. Both of my Dongmei's sons were injured by him. If I don't let her pay some price, what's the face of my Dong family in Qincheng?"

"Then what do you want?" Qinyin continued to ask.

Dongmei sneered: "There is no way to survive if I hurt my Dong family."

"I remember that this son was young and ignorant, and he was the Holy Son of the Qin Palace. I can open a new look and give him a way out."

"But the death penalty can be avoided, but the living penalty cannot be eliminated."

"Three Palms, as long as this young man is subject to the three Palms of this palace, his previous grudges will be eliminated. In the future, I will never make things difficult for him."

Hearing this, Qin Yin's face turned completely ugly: "Three palms? Even if you don't die, Chu Yun's foundation will be cut off."

"It seems that the old palace master insists on letting me go to the Holy Son of Qin Palace?"

Dongmei's cultivation is probably at the peak of the Golden Pill. Even if she is the palace master of the Sword Immortal Palace, she is probably not much different. Qin Yin is not her opponent.

Chu Yun turned his body into his original body and could deal with the Seventh Elders in the early stage of the Golden Elixir, but if he faced Dongmei, how could he bear the three palms of the peak Golden Elixir powerhouse?

I guess Chu Yun lost consciousness after one palm.

There is a big difference here.

"Why, do you think my conditions are too much?"

"Qinyin, let me tell you, I have already given you a lot of face. If someone else hurt me, Dongmei's son, I would have destroyed the entire clan. And for him, I only asked me to take three palms, but you still don't appreciate it?" Dongmei frowned and sneered.

Qin Yin lost her patience anymore, and suppressed her anger in her cold words: "Dongmei, why bother with false kindness and righteousness? What's the difference between letting Yizhuan Yuan Xianren be subjected to your three palms? "
Chapter completed!