The moment he heard the word "Bai Horse", Tuoba Ying and others had no intention of fighting anymore. With a small land like Yancheng, even if they put all their strength into it, they would probably be difficult to shake a national clan like Bai Horse. Besides, the young man with a more surnamed Bai Horse could stand next to him a supreme monk in the realm of creation, and they had no chance of winning at all.

"It turns out that he is the prince of the Baima clan of the capital. The Tuoba clan of Yancheng and the Baima clan of the capital have no grudges. I hope this prince will leave a way out!"

Tuoba Ying hurriedly bowed to the man holding the fan and spoke respectfully.

The man with the surname Baima sneered, "It's ridiculous that a group of ants dare to beg for mercy from me even."

Speaking of this, he sighed helplessly and waved his hand slightly. The old man beside him who had not spoken before finally opened his eyes, and a killing intention appeared. The next moment he rushed out, rushing towards Tuoba Ying like a tiger going down the mountain! "What!"

Tuoba Ying's face suddenly changed. He didn't expect that this young master of the White Horse clan would treat human life like a mustard. He would let the monks in the Creation Realm take action after a disagreement. It was obvious that they wanted to kill them all! "Dad!"

At this critical moment, Tuoba Jun finally arrived. She rushed to Tuoba Ying regardless of everything, spread her arms and blocked her behind her.

"No! Falcon!"

Tuoba Ying intended to push away his daughter, but the old man in the Creation Realm was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he approached him and clawed his fingers and claws without hesitation. He looked like he was planning to kill the father and daughter together! At this critical moment, Zhao Yin, the Zhao family's son who once said to protect Tuoba Jun, had already been hiding behind his guards, and he was trembling and could not help. Although the guard was in the realm of the Gods, he had no choice but to face the Creationist monks. Besides, what he had to do was to protect Mr. Zhao Yin. Once Tuoba Ying died, he would turn against the White Horse clan and live.

For the Zhao family in Yancheng, there is actually no difference between climbing Huandu or Baima. Moreover, as long as Tuoba Ying dies, the entire Yancheng will belong to his Zhao family. In this way, this scene is not a bad thing for them.

But just as he was thinking this, a figure rushed out immediately after Tuoba Jun, and the sound of the sword rose up. It was Wei Wuhen! Although Wei Yuan did not have the kindness of saving lives and helping the wounded, he still remembered some kindness. The exchange between Tuoba Jun and him made him realize the use of the ghost energy. The Tuoba clan took him to Chenjian Mountain again. Although it was not a life-saving grace, Wei Yuan could not help him, so he rushed out and drew his troops and blocked Tuoba Jun's sword.

The old man who rushed over and Wei Yuan looked at each other and saw that the other party was not simple. The old man naturally needed to say more, and his aura of creation was undoubtedly revealed. Not to mention Wei Yuan, even a blind man could tell that he was not an ordinary person.

As for Wei Yuan, in the old man's eyes, although the ghost energy was extremely weak, his eyes were like a bottomless Youjing. Even if he just had a sword in front of him, it would invisibly create a deterrent force for the old man.

"This guy is not simple!"

The old man was shocked, afraid that he would meet some hidden master, and the force in his hand immediately decreased by a sharp drop in number, which meant to retreat.

It was at this moment that the Baima man holding the fan turned his head with a contempt look, "There are really people who are not afraid of death, give it to me..." As soon as he said this, he suddenly saw Tuoba Jun, whose face was only half of his face behind Wei Yuan, and was shocked. He exuded a lust in his eyes, and immediately shouted loudly, "Stop!"

The moment the words were heard, the old man who had already had the intention of retreating immediately stopped and looked back. After looking at Wei Yuan with deep meaning, he closed his eyes and stood aside without saying anything.

The man holding the fan closed the fan with a "pop" and chuckled, "I didn't expect that such a little lady with ice-skinned and jade bones could grow in the small land of Yancheng. It's great!"

Wei Yuan slowly put his sword in the sheath, turned his head to look at Tuoba Jun, and said lightly, "I'm going to pay back my kindness."

Upon hearing this, Tuoba Jun was stunned at first, then unconsciously grabbed his sleeve, feeling extremely nervous.

At that moment of life and death, only Wei Yuan stood up and blocked her. At that moment, she felt that the back that was blocking her was standing there like a city wall, and no swords, weapons and arrows could be overcome.

Although the powerful man of fortune has retreated now, the danger has not disappeared. The only thing she can believe is Wei Yuan, so she seemed to have grabbed the last life-saving straw and grabbed Wei Yuan's sleeve tightly, and refused to let go of anything.

Seeing the joints of her hands holding her sleeves begin to turn slightly white, Wei Yuan frowned, "I'm a little more greedy."

But even if Wei Yuan said this, Tuoba Jun still did not let go. He stared at Wei Yuan with his eyes, unable to say a word.

She also knew that if she still stood on the side of her father and daughter in this situation, she would definitely be facing the situation of offending the White Horse clan of the capital. No matter how superb Wei Yuan’s realm was, even if he could escape from this death today, in the future, the White Horse clan could be said to be one of the most powerful clans in the Guifang Kingdom. A ranger, unless he left the territory of the Guifang Kingdom, would be impossible to survive under the Baima Mountain. But then again, what could a helpless ranger who left Guifang?

But even if he dragged Mr. Wei into the quagmire, Tuoba Jun would do whatever he wanted. Otherwise, no one present could stop the old dog in the Creation Realm Festival.

"Dare you ask the girl's name?"

The man with a pair of surname Baima asked with a faint smile.

Hearing this question, Tuoba Jun still pinched Wei Yuan's cuffs tightly, unable to say a word. She was afraid, she was really afraid. She was afraid that the Tuoba family would be completely destroyed because of this incident today, and she was afraid that she would become a toy under the crotch of the man holding the fan.

The identity of this man holding the fan is not difficult to guess. Although the White Horse Clan in the capital is quite talented, the only one who has the qualification to let the monks in the Creation Realm serve as a guard is probably the son of the head of the family.

The head of the Baima family has two sons, and the eldest son has already entered the cultivation level of fortune, so the person in front of him is obviously the second young master of Baima, the White Horse Miaocai. This son is well-known, and his ability to harm the countryside is more than that of Zhao Yin.

And what makes people complain the most is that this son is extremely lustful. Anyone who has a graceful woman in the capital will have to migrate immediately, otherwise she will be punished by the second young master of white horse.

The most hateful thing is that if those women are a little dissatisfied with his will, they will be disguised and scattered. The death is extremely tragic, and some of them will cause harm to their families. The nine tribes are destroyed and the chickens and dogs are not left. Therefore, in the capital, the four words "Black Horse Miaocai" can even be used to scare the children who don't sleep at night.
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