Chapter 897

The contents recorded in the scroll are very simple. It is clearly stated that this courtyard belongs to wanjian Pavilion. The middle-aged purple robe has formally owned the right of residence by paying Lingshi.

What's more, there is also the unique seal of wanjian Pavilion on the scroll, which shows that this matter has been recognized by wanjian Pavilion and no one can change it privately.

"How could that happen? What's going on here? " Mo Wuwei is full of doubts. When he looks up, he finds that the middle-aged purple robe is staring at him coldly, and grabs the scroll back.

"According to the title deed, I am the owner of this courtyard, and I ask the master Mo to leave here. If you still have to work hard to force you to break into a private house, you should be punished!" Purple robe middle-aged tight lapel, did not give Mo Wuwei any face.

Mo Wuwei was puzzled. When he heard this, he suddenly felt a nameless fire surging into his heart, but he didn't make a move. He glared at the middle-aged purple robe, and then turned to leave here.

"There has never been a title deed in the city. It seems that something important happened in the city during this period of time. I don't know anyone else..." Mo Wuwei said to himself in his heart. Before his voice fell, he saw Duan Chun running fast from afar, and his manner seemed to be a bit hasty.

A moment later, Duan Chun fell from the air and said out of breath: "master Mo, I went back to my residence just now. As soon as I started, I saw someone forcibly occupy my courtyard. I wanted to punish him severely. Unexpectedly, they took out a house contract and said that the courtyard belonged to them and forced me out."

"What? Your courtyard has been taken? " Mo Wuwei's mouth was wide open and made a exclamation.

"Also?"

Duan Chun was stunned and looked at Mo Wuwei with astonishment: "do you say, your courtyard..."

Whew!

A piercing sound breaks through the air, which interrupts Duan Chun's words. The person who arrives is Ou chongkui, who looks like a tall tower.

His face was full of impatience and doubt. As soon as he landed, he ran straight into front of them. His hands clenched into fists and his mouth opened. However, he was so anxious that he couldn't say a word.

"You are in such a hurry. Do you think your courtyard has been occupied?" Duan Chun and Mo Wuwei look at each other and speculate bitterly.

"How do you know?" Ouchongkui's pupil suddenly shrank, and his voice resentfully said: "not only the courtyard, my three pavilions, five shops, all have been forcibly occupied. What's more, those people have so-called contracts in their hands, and they say that they have the support of wanjian Pavilion, so I can't get close to half a minute!"

When they heard this, they were stunned at first, then Pang jerked unconsciously. Finally, they sent out a strange cry and ran away like crazy.

Ou Chong Kui saw the strange behavior of the two people, and felt more confused. His body twinkled and quickly followed him.

Such a scene is performed all over the city.

Those high-ranking family figures who had just returned from fengliuju all seemed to be in a state of madness, whining and rushing, which attracted a lot of people to laugh.

After the scorching sun sets in the Wanxing building, a group of high-level family figures gather here. At the first place, there are still four family owners. At the moment, their faces are extremely ugly, and the space atmosphere is solidified.

Whew! Whew! Whew!

All of a sudden, a series of shadows came into the air and slowly fell into the center of the main hall. They immediately attracted the eyes of the crowd. Even the four owners also looked at the past and gradually dissipated their coldness.

"How is it going?" Duan Chun opened his mouth and asked. His eyes were very cold. Anyone who touched it would be frightened.

"I'd like to report to Mr. Duan. After our investigation, Luo Yun, in his second sermon, promulgated a series of reform measures in public. In short, he took all the real estate, commerce, and power of the eighteen ancient cities, and divided them up and handed them over to everyone." A middle-aged man knelt down on his knees and opened his hands to deliver a scroll.

This scroll records the second sermon of Chu Xingyun, which is true to the word. Besides, there are also the changes in size issued by the eighteen ancient cities since this period of time.

Seeing the contents of the scroll, a group of high-ranking family figures became more and more cold. Everyone's hands hidden in their sleeves and gowns were holding the front of the fist. Even if the sharp fingernails pierced into the palm, they didn't feel any pain.

What's more, many people's bodies are shaking, and an uncontrolled overflow of violent spiritual power fills all parts of the main hall, making the space emit a dull sound.

"Luo Yun, good you thief. You took advantage of my absence to occupy my real estate and shops, and sold these resources to the people. Why do you do this?"

"Such a move is not as good as an animal. It is not in line with the criminal law. Is he not afraid to arouse public anger?"

"Our family has been inherited for hundreds of years, and its resources are so rich. Now, in the past half a month, they have been divided up and all interests are returned to Luoyun. I don't accept it, I don't accept it!"

A senior member of the family, beating his chest and feet, roared. They did not have the arrogant attitude before. They looked up at the red sunset and wanted to kill Chu Xingyun directly in the courtyard of Liu family.The real estate, shops and power of these people were all divided up, and none of them remained. Now they have nothing, even beggars. How can they spare Chu Xingyun.

The expressions of the four householders are also constantly changing. Their losses are even greater. They have no courtyard. When they think of the words in fengliuju today, they feel hot and miserable.

"We can't tolerate Luo Yun's behavior. It's my thing. I must take it back!" Mo Wuwei gets up indignantly. He is the master of Mo's family. At this time, he can't even own a courtyard. Once it comes out, it's not like being laughed off.

"Wait a minute, master Mo!" Seeing that Mo Wuwei was about to walk out of the wanxinglou, the men stopped him in a hurry, their eyes flickered and their faces were full of embarrassment.

One of them came forward and sighed: "master Mo, when we were collecting intelligence, we met many family members. We immediately sent out an invitation to let them join hands to fight against the violence of Luoyun and give a heavy blow to wanjian Pavilion."

Hearing this, Mo Wuwei and all the high-level family figures looked very excited. Since Chu Xingyun had made such a move, they did not want to tie their hands and feet any more, and they wanted to revenge severely.

"Our big families are so powerful that they can easily make the eighteen ancient cities fall into chaos again. This time, we should not only let the eighteen ancient cities fall into chaos, but also let Luoyun regret it!" Mo Wuwei vomited an angry voice, and the rest of the crowd were also indignant and needed to vent their anger.

However, the more angry they were, the more ugly their expressions were and their bodies were shaking.

Finally, one person said bitterly: "after we sent out the invitation, those family members not only did not agree, but also ridiculed us, saying that we were stupid people, and asked us to leave the eighteen ancient cities immediately, roll as far as possible, and never come back, otherwise..."

At the thought of the picture just now, the man stopped his voice. He was so anxious that Mo Wuwei rushed forward to him, grabbed his skirt and said, "otherwise, say it immediately!"

Seeing Mo Wuwei's icy face, the man immediately held his breath and replied in a trembling voice: "otherwise, we will all be taken to the criminal law hall and suffer from prison!"

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