However, to Yi Yan's surprise, this time even the twelve elders began to speak for Yun Qingyu.

"Master Yifeng, the little ancestor uncle came to Cangyun Sect, maybe he came to find his brother?"

"Yes, yes, it may also be because I came to find Uncle Feng." An elder smiled ambiguously.

"Yes, what do you want so many holy weapons to do? With the brother of Uncle Yun, he can dominate the world."

"Yes, there are two ancestors who are so protected, and the little ancestors who are here, Yun Qingyu can walk around in the Yinluo Continent. Whoever has nothing to do to steal a holy weapon, right?"

Yi Yan was silent: "..."

Although Yi Yuan was angry that the twelve elders spoke for Yun Qingyu, she felt that what they said seemed to make some sense.

Listening to the twelve elders' completely one-sided words, Yi Cangyuan's eyes were so secretive. Although this made sense, wasn't it because of Yun Mochen that the twelve old men could speak for Yun Qingyu?

Compared to Feng Yu, Yi Cangyuan has always been more afraid of Yun Mochen. This young man is too outstanding and grew up in Cangyun Sect since childhood, and is more popular than Feng Yu.

Yi Cangyuan looked at Yun Qingyun with a deep look. If this girl really had no other purpose, it would be a good choice to let her be in Cangyun Sect.

In this way, Jizhu Sect, Feng Yu and Yun Mochen can be restrained.

"Yun Qingyun, you are hiding your identity and sneaking into Cang Yun, isn't it really a holy weapon?" Yi Cangyuan's voice was cold.

Yun Qingyu raised his eyebrows slowly, calmly, "No."

"Do you dare to swear with your life?" Yi Cangyuan's voice became heavier, with a little pressure.

Feng Yu frowned, but Yun Qingyu held his hand a little tightened, indicating that he should not be impatient.

Yi Yan and Ye Yan's eyes also lit up.

Yi Yuan noticed the murderous intent in Feng Yu's eyes and said excitedly: "Yes! Yun Qingyun, you said you didn't want to seize the holy weapon of our Cangyun Sect, so you swear!"

When Yi Cangyuan actually asked Yun Qingyu to swear, Yao Meng, Yuan Shi and Qin Ting both frowned. After all, they all vaguely guessed that Yun Qingyu might be collecting holy weapons.

Yun Qingyu raised his chin and looked at Yi Cangyuan with a smile on his face, "Why don't you dare? I, Yun Qingyu, swear with my life here today, and I will never steal and plunder the holy weapon!"

Tsk, she didn't say she didn't want a holy weapon.

Yi Xian'er will offer the holy weapon, but she won it by her strength.

Feng Yu, who was beside him, heard the girl's slightly meaningful words, and a faint smile appeared between her eyebrows and eyes.

Seeing that Yun Qingxian had made a vow so easily, not only Yi Yan and Yi Yuan were shocked, but even Qin Ting and Yuan Shi were shocked.

Only Yao Lao, after careful consideration, sighed twice. No wonder he and the jade fox were all in a dark mind.

Yi Cangyuan was silent for a moment, and then said, "Since the little ancestor is here to look for relatives, this misunderstanding will be resolved..."

"The misunderstanding is resolved, but Master Yi Feng and I still have some accounts to settle." Feng Yu directly interrupted Yi Cangyuan's words, and looked at Yi Yan with dark and deep eyes, with a cold smile in it, "Yi Yan, do you have any last words?"

When Yi Yan suddenly heard Feng Yu's words, he suddenly sank. He remembered that although Feng Yu was extremely intelligent, his cultivation was not as good as him. Then he calmed down a little, "Uncle Feng, what do you mean by this?"

Yi Cangyuan also frowned, feeling the unconcealed murderous intent on Feng Yu. He warned in a deep voice: "Uncle Feng Zu."
Chapter completed!