The sound is low and thick, full of energy, as if it was coming from a distance, but it was like thunder, exploding in everyone's ears!

Hearing this voice, Mr. Tongchuan's face suddenly changed.

Many people in the hall also became a little stiff.

A figure broke through the void like lightning! In the blink of an eye, it appeared at the entrance of the hall!

It was a slightly fat old man with a round face with a kind smile and his eyes bent into a slit.

He walked in with a light step, landing silently.

However, when he saw this person coming in, everyone in the hall became restless.

Rong Xiu looked back and saw the corners of his lips slightly bent:

"Why are you here at the Thirty-six Old Masters of Ming Dynasty?"

"I heard that Your Highness has finally cleared the group of kids from Wushuang Palace recently. I am very happy. Come and celebrate!"

Ming Thirty-six Old Masters smiled and did not hide the joy and excitement on his face.

He had long disliked Wushuang Palace!

Rong Xiu endured for so long, and finally took action, and he would kill with one blow!

He felt very happy!

"Your Highness, I heard that you have not brought many people this time, and you have solved all the people in Wushuang Palace in one day. It can be seen that your highness's strength has improved a lot recently!"

Everyone was even more silent.

Why do you know that the focus of the Thirty-Six Old Masters is always different from that of everyone?

But he is very strong, and among the many respected elderly people, he is one of the oldest. In front of him, most people can only bow their heads and make small contributions.

When facing Rong Xiu, they may be able to make a spell on their identity and qualifications, but when facing the 36 old men of Ming, they absolutely do not have the courage.

Even Tongchuan Zun's elder tried his best to avoid provoking him.

Rong Xiu smiled slightly:

"Thank you for the thirty-six old men of Ming. This palace has indeed gained a lot during this period of experience outside."

Ming Thirty-six Old Master touched his chin and smiled.

That's not!

Even my wife is looking for her, what else can I say?

He turned his head to look at the old man, and his face was still smiling, but he was not so polite about what he said:

"Tongchuan, my ancestor swept across twenty-eight tribes, and thousands of people surrendered! It's up to strength! Why did you disagree with His Highness the Holy Son? The people in Wushuang Palace have repeatedly committed crimes, and now they have done the act of assassinating the Holy Son, and should have been executed long ago! Only in this way can we suppress other people from all the tribes with different thoughts! In my opinion, His Highness does this not only without any mistake, but is excellent!"

Since you are the Holy Son, you should have the means and majesty of the Holy Son!

Rong Xiu used to be worried, so he chose to give in again and again, but what else can I give in now?

Old Tong Chuan Zun opened his mouth and was about to say something, but Old Ming Thirty-six was stolen again.

"Are you dissatisfied with His Royal Highness's actions? Are you saying in disguise that the ancestors' methods are cruel and cold-blooded and ruthless?"

Tongchuan Zun Lao suddenly stood up:

"I don't mean that! Ming Sanshiliu, don't put on your hat here!"

"Is this hat buckled by me or you wear it yourself? Everyone knows clearly, what are you calling?"

Ming Thirty-six Old Masters said lazily.

Mr. Tong Chuanzun's face turned red.

It would be fine if this old guy didn't come out, but he would make a fuss as soon as he came out! He would act recklessly based on his identity!

But I can't do anything to him!

The 36 old monks of Ming Dynasty swept across everyone with a chill look in their eyes.

"The twenty-eight tribes all regard the Holy Son as their respect. The Holy Son cleans up the portal, where is the turn of their hand? And you, all of them have identities and don't want to solve these problems, but instead question the Holy Son... Are there any rules? "

He seemed kind and kind, but when he said this, he felt like he slapped everyone in the face!

Rong Xiu said in a warm voice:

"The 36 Old Masters of Ming Dynasty, everyone is also thinking about our palace and the twenty-eighth tribes... This palace thinks that this kind of thing will not happen, don't you think?"

After a brief silence, an old man finally stood up and bowed deeply to Rong Xiu and Ming's thirty-six old man.

"Your Highness, you don't have to defend us. The 36th Master Ming said it well. We are indeed not considering this matter carefully. Please forgive me."

Once someone starts, the rest will naturally follow suit.

Soon, half of the people in the hall expressed their attitude and left one after another.

The battles that were originally strong and powerful were gradually becoming scattered.

Tong Chuanzun's face turned pale, but he didn't dare to say anything.

The 36 Old Master Ming is even more qualified than him, and he never plays according to common sense, which is extremely difficult to deal with.

If he hadn't been forced to do so, he wouldn't have just joined him.

He turned around between his chest and abdomen in one breath, which made him feel uncomfortable.

Finally, seeing that the symposium was unable to continue, he also stood up and planned to leave.

As he was about to step out of the door, Rong Xiu's voice came from behind again, and he was slow:

"Please don't forget to send those memorials back. Also, since this hall has returned, there is no need to bother Tongchuan Zun to help review the memorials of the twenty-eight departments in the future."

Tong Chuan Zun turned his back to Rong Xiu, his face turned red and white, and finally he had to respond hard and quickly leave.

In the entire hall, only Rong Xiu and Ming Thirty-six Old Masters were finally left.

"I came here today!"

The 36 old masters of Ming Dynasty smiled.

"Those little boys are also thanks to my husband's training, so they cooperate well, right?"

Rong Xiu smiled and said:

"Thank you for coming forward in person today."

Some words he said were not suitable, but for the thirty-six old masters of Ming Dynasty, it would be twice the result with half the effort.

At least, from today on, no one will dare to make a fuss about his cruelty.

No matter how many people died in Wushuang Palace, no one would talk to them anymore.

He gained the upper hand in this battle, and many things will be much more convenient from now on.

Ming Thirty-six Old Masters waved his hand indifferently.

"I have been out of seclusion and helped you with so long, and it's not bad this time! If you really want to thank you, it's better to bring your little princess back as soon as possible and let me take a look!"

Rong Xiu raised his sword eyebrows slightly.

The 36th Old Master Ming is really persistent about this...

"She still has very important things to do, and she shouldn't be able to come during this period."

As soon as Rong Xiu finished speaking, he saw Yan Qing rushing from outside.

"Your Highness!"

He had been waiting outside before, and when he saw that all the respected elders had come out, he thought that the matter here had ended, so he came immediately.

Yan Qing presented a letter with both hands.
Chapter completed!