War God Asura

"Fighting in front of outsiders, you really lost all the people who listen to Syracuse." Nalan Yuran entered the main hall and glanced at the elders of the four clans.

And at this moment, the elders of the four clans who were still arrogant and domineering before did not dare to make any rebuttals, but bowed their heads and said nothing.

"In addition, this little friend of Xingjue, it seems that I have nothing to do with you about who should be the lord of Syracuse. Do you care too much?" After the elder of, Nalan Yuran turned his gaze to Xing Jue and said lightly.

"Senior Nalan, since you always show up, I might as well speak directly."

"It's not that my Xing Jue wants to be more nosy, it's really a must." Upon seeing this, Xing Jue said politely.For this special status of Nalan Yuran, Xing Jue would naturally not neglect.

"Oh? Entrusted by others? By whom? You might as well talk and listen." Nalan Yuran asked with light eyebrows.

"Nalan Snow."

Seeing his question, Xing Jue was not polite, said with a high chest, and then turned his expectant eyes on the elders of the Nalan family.

"what?"

"Nalanxue?"

Sure enough, Xing Jue's accident did not occur, and his words even surprised everyone listening to Syracuse.They naturally knew about Nalanxue that they were the ancestors who listened to Syracuse more than a thousand years ago, but Nalanxue had disappeared for nearly a thousand years, and they couldn't believe that she was still alive.

"Little friend Xing Jue, are you joking?"

"Master Nalanxue has disappeared for nearly a thousand years. Are you saying that she is still alive or not?" Nalan Yuran said with a smile.

"Hey~ this matter is indeed difficult to explain, and I also know that you will not listen to my one-sided words."

"But you must know this thing, right?"

At this moment, Xing Jue's wrist turned, and a white token lingering with a faint light appeared in Xing Jue's palm.

"This... is this listening to Xueling?"

And when they saw the token in Xing Jue's hand, everyone in Ting Xuecheng was even more shocked, because this is the Ting Xue Ling that the elders at the scene dreamed of recovering after a thousand years of loss. .Although they had never seen it with their own eyes, the Ting Xue Ling in Xing Jue's hands at this moment was exactly the same as the Ting Xue Ling recorded in Ting Xuecheng.

"This little friend, I don't know if you can lend me the token in your hand?" After Xing Jue listened to Xueling to take it out, Nalan Yuran also shined, and then put away his fierce attitude. Instead, he said in a pleading tone.

"Senior Nalan is an elder of Xuecheng, of course." Upon seeing this, Xing Jue raised his arm lightly and threw the Lingxue Ling to Nalan Yuran.

Nalan Yuran was Nalan Xiaoxiao's grandfather, so Xing Jue still believed him quite a bit, and it was a good thing that this pivotal figure in Ting Xuecheng would collect Ting Xue Ling at this moment.

"Om"

When Nalan Yuran received the Lingxue Ling, he incorporated a special breath into the Lingxue Ling, and when that breath was incorporated into the Lingxue Ling, the light lingering on the surface began to change. .