Yonghui didn't expect that Nangong Wushi had no scruples, not only wanted to force Chu Lingyun to stand up, but also was so aggressive. Her face twitched slightly and said in a deep voice:

"The donor of Nangong, Feng Qianchi died under Yan Zheng's Prajna Zen Palm, which shows that he is a hero who hates evil and is the pride of my Shaolin!"

"If you are talking nonsense without any evidence, then you are slandering my reputation as Shaolin. Have you ever thought that such a result is something that your Nangong family can afford?"

"Evidence? Old man, I need evidence?" Nangong Wushi looked at Yonghui with disdain and said indifferently.

To be honest, not only did he not have the evidence, but even Li Shaokang did not have it.

Moreover, Feng Qianchi was indeed killed by Yan Zheng, and even Chu Lingyun could not defend himself.

However, as for why this is the case, everyone actually understands it very well.

Now that he has decided to build a beam, he will not care about Yonghui's threat.

Anyway, he had long been unable to stand what Shaolin did, so it didn't matter if he had a breakup with him.

Yonghui looked at Nangong Wushi with a firm look on his face and suddenly felt a little hesitant.

I originally planned to take Chu Lingyun down even though I tried my best, but now even Nangong Wushi has come over, and there is also a Ma Tianling who is walking here. Even if she takes action, she will not be able to achieve her goal.

So, after making some trade-offs in his mind, Yonghui had no choice but to give up this idea helplessly.

However, after all, it is a respected existence in Shaolin Temple. The so-called loss is not a loss. Even if it is a disadvantage, he still gritted his teeth and threatened:

"Nangong Wushi, don't go too far. If you really want to intervene today, I can turn around and leave and report to the abbot, but you should know very well what your Nangong family will face next. I'm afraid there will be no Nangong family in the imperial capital by then."

Nangong Wushi had not yet retorted, and Ma Tianling, who followed, was already cursing: "Old bald donkey, you are really angry! My Long family and the Nangong family are in the same mood. If you Shaolin dare to take action, it will be a war against our Long family."

Old Mrs. Ma was as imposing as a rainbow. While speaking, she stood on her dragon-head crutch and came to Chu Lingyun step by step.

"Old woman, I didn't expect you to be old all the time, but your temper is the same as when you were young! Haha!" Nangong Wushi saw her coming and expressed his attitude so bluntly, with a faint smile on his face.

Old Mrs. Ma's lowered eyelids slightly flipped, and she sighed: "There is no way, it's easy to change the country, but it's hard to change its nature! She doesn't want to change it when she's old."

Seeing the two of them talking on their own, Yonghui didn't take him seriously at all. Her eyes sank slightly and she roared angrily:

"Ma Tianling, do you think your Long family and a Nangong family that are about to decline can compete with our Shaolin? Are you too naive?"

Speaking of this, he turned to look at Chu Lingyun and shouted fiercely: "Chu Lingyun, you should know how powerful our Shaolin is. Not to mention the two families, even if you come to the other two families, do you think you can fight against me Shaolin?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Lingyun grinned and said sarcastically: "You don't have to use words to squeeze me out. I know what you are thinking. Are you just afraid that Brother Nangong and Mrs. Ma will interfere?"

As he said that, he didn't wait for Yonghui to say anything, turned around and clasped his fists and said to Nangong Wushi and Ma Tianling: "Brother, Old Lady Ma, please don't take action next time, let me resolve the grudges with these old bald donkeys by myself."

Looking at Chu Lingyun's firm gaze, Nangong Wushi and Ma Tianling were stunned for a moment, and a look of worry flashed in their eyes.

However, both of them could understand Chu Lingyun's thoughts and knew that what he decided would be difficult to change, so they nodded one after another.

"Okay, brother, be careful!"

"Mr. Chu, if you need it, just tell me!"

"Yes!" Chu Lingyun nodded, his eyes full of gratitude.

Chu Lingyun is actually not very clear about how strong Shaolin is.

However, on the surface, it is already very powerful.

Moreover, he suspected that there were some old monsters with seven stars and above hidden in Shaolin.

But the more this happens, the less Chu Lingyun wants Nangong Wushi and Ma Tianling to get involved.

Once the representatives of these two aristocratic families go to war with a behemoth like Shaolin, it is equivalent to forcing other families to choose to take sides, and the situation will become even more chaotic.

If the senior executives of Long Country feel the threat, once they take action, the situation will inevitably develop in an unpredictable direction.

This is a situation that Chu Lingyun definitely doesn't want to see.

Of course, Yonghui didn't know Chu Lingyun's concerns. Seeing that he had persuaded Nangong Wushi and Ma Tianling at this critical moment, he couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

"Amitabha! Chu Lingyun, if you can take my ten moves, I will let you go today!"

Yonghui was afraid that the night would be long and the dreams would be too long. Nangong Wushi and Ma Tianling would change their minds and hurriedly put forward the conditions.

"Haha!" Chu Lingyun was amused by his words.

Let me let myself go for the time being?

Is this girl's ears deaf, or does she not take me, Chu at all?

You want to let me go, but I haven't wanted to let you go yet!

With a slight sank, Chu Lingyun nodded and said, "There is no need to let me go or something. You should beg your Tathagata Buddha now, hoping that you can die more happily!"

Yonghui's eyes flashed, she brushed her hands with one hand, and said coldly: "Since that's the case, it's useless to say more. Let's see the truth under our hands!"

"It's just my wish." Chu Lingyun sneered and nodded gently to Nangong Wushi and Old Lady Ma.

The two of them looked at each other with understanding, then turned around and left, freeing up space for them to fight.

However, anyone with discerning eyes can see that although the two retreated, their positions were very subtle.

Advance can attack and retreat and defend.

It is not difficult to imagine that once a crisis occurs on Chu Lingyun, the two of them will probably take action immediately and will definitely find ways to save his life and will not let Yonghui take too much advantage.

"Owner!"

At this moment, Shinohara Chixue and Shinohara Chihuan sisters came over at the same time and handed the Jueying Knife in their hands.

"Use this!"

Chu Lingyun was slightly stunned.

To be honest, he didn't plan to use weapons, and planned to play a big fight with Yonghui with just a pair of iron fists.

However, now that the two knives were brought up, of course there was no need for him to refuse the kindness of the two women.

Qianglang—

The two swords were unsheathed at the same time, and the dark blade still exuded a burst of cold aura under the scorching sun, which was breathtaking.

When Yonghui saw the Jueying Knife in Chu Lingyun's hand, her pupils suddenly shrank.
Chapter completed!