The flames of war are burning in this prosperous Xuanwu City.

The two great families are crazy to do it.

"Really, they haven't moved?"

Zhuge Yan squinted his eyes, and he couldn't guess the plans of Dugu Eight Years Old and Murong Qianjue.

"Murong Qianjue, will this opportunity be wasted?" He was amazed.

The elder who inquired about the news glanced up at him and said cautiously, "Patriarch, the patriarch of the Murong family has been replaced. ”

Zhuge Yan was stunned for a moment.

Turning around, he stared at the elder with surprise, "What's going on?" ”

In the past few days, I have been busy dealing with the Gongsun family, and other news is not well-informed.

"I heard that Murong Qianjue and the eldest prince Murong Jun suddenly broke out of a vicious illness, and now it is the eldest lady Murong Dongxue in office."

As he spoke, the elder looked sarcastic, obviously not believing the news released by this Murong family.

It's a pity that the rules of the Murong family are strict, and the real reason can't be found.

Still, smart people have guessed what from the results.

What's more, Zhuge Yan has always been thoughtful.

"Hahaha, it's really interesting, Murong Qianjue is that idiot, and he was kicked off the throne by his daughter? I knew that he was not a threat, but I didn't expect that he would be incompetent to this point! ”

In this way, the Murong family should not pose a threat.

A half-old woman, Zhuge Yan is still not in his eyes.

"It's Dugu's eight-year-old attitude, which is very weird. Why is he reluctant not to make a move? Zhuge Yan narrowed his eyes.

In fact, among the four great families, what he fears the most is Dugu is eight years old.

I don't know the depth of this hypocritical smiling tiger, and the city government is also the deepest.

In addition, the last time the Dugu family exposed their strength in front of others, it was more than ten years ago. No one really knows how far it has come now.

"Patriarch Shenwu is a big man, that Dugu is still a little clever at the age of eight, probably he is not the opponent of the patriarch, so he has to hide at home with his head."

A cadre of elders flattered Zhuge Yan.

If in the past, Zhuge Yan still had the heart to listen to their sycophants, but as soon as Zhuge Cha died, he was in no mood.

At the moment, his gaze swept around gloomily.

Some loyal elders who knew him sighed silently in their hearts, and hurriedly persuaded: "Patriarch, the most important thing now is to avenge the eldest prince, no matter what Dugu is planning at the age of eight, with the strength of our Zhuge family, we will definitely be able to block the soldiers, and the water will cover it!" ”

"Yes, avenge Char!"

Zhuge Yan was fierce, "The young people of these three major families who have entered the temple will all die!" Give me a funeral! ”

As he spoke, his momentum suddenly soared, overpowering the elders around him a little breathless.

I saw the black wings appearing behind him, compared to Zhuge Cha's faint floating, the black wings were so handy controlled by him. Not only stable, but also bigger.

What's even more strange is that not only on the back, but also on Zhuge Yan's temples, on the left and right, a pair of small silver wings appear in the opposite direction.

Airplanes!

With Zhuge Yan's black wings fluttering, the surrounding trees were directly cut off!

"Patriarch"

Suddenly, a bloodied man broke in.

"What's the matter, why the hurry?"

An elder shouted angrily, but his tone softened when he saw the faint black wings on the young man's back.

In their Zhuge family, the clansmen who have awakened the power of the bloodline are naturally superior.

Suddenly, his eyes froze, and the black wings of this tribe were actually torn apart?

The young man fell to the ground, bleeding from the hole in his body.

Before he died, he said with difficulty: "Yes, it is Gongsun Ya who has returned."