Chapter 5089 Do You Think They Dare

This sentence, the people around me don't know why, but Patrick frowned slightly, thinking, sure enough, the other party knows their origins.

It seemed that it was not only the momentum of the second- and third-rate forces that made the other party change their attitude, but more importantly, Di Ping might have made the deacon feel scruples.

After all, the authority of the temple still needs to be maintained, and it is impossible for the second- and third-rate forces to back down when they make trouble.

It is in the best interest of the present that Patrice will accept it as soon as he sees it.

He clasped his fists and saluted Deacon Hong:

"Thank you, Lord Deacon, for doing things fairly and giving justice to all our second- and third-rate forces. I will retire here!"

After speaking, he looked at Lan Yu and said:

"Help up, let's leave!"

Lan Yu hurriedly supported Yuan Chenxue, the three of them left and walked out of the crowd, but Deacon Hong did not stop him, just watched quietly, and the temple guards also stepped aside.

Seeing the guards move away, Patrick breathed a sigh of relief, and the three hurried out of the siege and walked towards the crowd.

"Clap clap clap!"

Suddenly there was a burst of applause from the crowd, the applause was thunderous, and everyone looked at the three enthusiastically.

Yuan Chenxue and Lan Yu were stunned for a moment, and although Patrick's face was cold, he still showed a smile to the crowd at this time, nodded slightly, and then sent a voice to Yuan Chenxue and said:

"Don't delay, go quickly!"

The two also reacted at this time, and hurriedly walked towards the crowd again, and the crowd automatically separated, and someone said excitedly:

"Shinto Sect is doing great!"

"Good job, you have made a face for our second- and third-rate forces!"

"Sect Master Yuan, I'm Yanshan Zongshifan, have a tea together when you have time!"

"I'm Chenguang Sect Pantong, Sect Master Yuan has the opportunity to visit you!"

"I am a flow..."

Everyone in the crowd was extremely stubborn, and they handed over their famous thorns and wanted to make friends with Yuan Chenxue. Some of them were really grateful, some admired, and some were smearing fish in the mixed water. It was very lively for a while, and Patrice was protecting Yuan Chen. Snow squeezed out of the crowd.

But Deacon Hong has been standing tall in the sky, watching a group of Patrick leave without a trace of expression, seeing the three finally leave the crowd, he disappeared in a flash.

The temple guards also began to leave, and the crowd in the audience saw that there was no excitement to watch, and gradually dispersed, and only Yun Luochen and his party remained in the square, and his eyes flashed with angry murderous intent.

"Young Master, don't be angry, we will have the opportunity to take revenge!"

A cold light flashed in Yun Luochen's eyes, and his voice was cold and stern:

"You think of a way, no matter how strong it is or what to do, Yuan Chenxue must get her as soon as possible, I have no time to delay!"

There was a hint of hesitation in Gong Ye's eyes, and then he bit his lip and said:

"It's the young master, I will find a way to help you get Yuan Chenxue!"

Yun Luochen glanced again at the direction Yuan Chenxue left, and then glanced at the direction of the temple. After a short breath, he said solemnly:

"let's go!"

At this time, in a very large and luxurious room in the highest building of the temple, Deacon Hong was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his eyes were flat, and he saw Yun Luochen leave, his eyes were flat Without a wave, he said:

"Xuanyun Palace seems to have no successor, this young palace master's performance is really disappointing!"

At this time, a voice sounded in the room:

"Saint Yun is also a hero of the moment. He is very ambitious, and he wants to add another seat in the temple. It's a pity that the foundation of Xuanyun Palace is still a little bit weak, and the successor is weak.

A white-faced old man with blue hair and blue eyes sat cross-legged on the Wenyu bed in the room, holding a string of dark jade-like fingernail-sized beads in his hand and slowly twisting in his hand, it was he who was talking.

Elder Hong turned around, looked at the old man and said:

"Elder Mo is not so optimistic about Xuanyun Palace?"

Elder Mo said lightly:

"Let's not say that the twelve sects disagree, even the elders in the temple will not easily add another seat to the temple. This is the reason why Chigu can turn the corner and Zhenyang has been brushed down!"

Deacon Hong's eyes flashed when he heard the words. It was the first time he heard this confidential news. There were people in the temple who suspected it before, but no one dared to believe it.

At this time, he understood why Chigu was almost judged to lose, but in the end, the number of votes suddenly increased, which seemed to be the help of the elders.

The Council of Elders didn't want to have another master, so it suppressed Zhenyang Tianzun, causing him to lose a strong support in Xuanyuan Temple, and Xuanyun Palace's plan was stranded again.

However, Chigu, who lost his foundation and did not have too many influences involved, was blessed by misfortune and took up the position of elder.

Elder Hong's eyes flickered. Today, when Elder Mo told himself about this, it showed that he had trusted him, but he didn't want to ask more questions, but said:

"Elder, what should we do with this matter?"

Elder Mo lowered his eyes and said:

"How do you deal with it?"

Deacon Hong thought about it and said:

"Elder, the emotions of the second- and third-rate forces are now aroused. If we don't handle it properly, it is likely to affect the reputation and prestige of the temple. If they really leave, it will definitely affect the major events of the battlefield of the world. The subordinate thinks that the most important thing is It's good to balance one and two!"

Deacon Mo looked up at him and said slowly:

"Leave! Do you think they dare?"