My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

As the three clan elders shouted harshly, Yuan Dinglin's face was a little unsightly.

However, he knew that he was wrong, but he didn't attack.

"I do know about Hao'er."

Yuan Binglin tried his best to speak in a calm tone, "It's just that Hao'er is no longer my Yuan family. Several elders of the clan agreed to this matter personally, so they shouldn't forget it."

Obviously, Yuan Binglin was reminding the three clan elders that they also participated in the matter of expelling Yuan Hao from the Yuan family.

If you want to blame, the three clan elders can't get rid of the relationship.

In fact, Yuan Binglin's heart is also very complicated. He never thought that the son he thought was unsatisfactory would have a day when the entire Yuan family couldn't get along.

It really answered that sentence: Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, don't bully the poor!

If you say there is no regret, it is absolutely false.

But he knew that even if he regretted it now, it was useless.

Because he knew very well that neither Sun Yao nor Yuan Hao would forgive him, let alone return to Yuan's house.

"Bang - if it wasn't for you and that demonic girl who made everyone know it was outrageous, we would have agreed?!"

The violent old man of the three clans suddenly slapped the table and stood up, barely pointing at Yuanpinlin's nose and cursing.

The old man of the second clan also blackened his old face, resisted his anger and said, "In the past, you used the name Hao'er to implicate our Yuan family, and you insisted on expelling Hao'er from the family, but what is the real reason? clear!

Patriarch, oh Patriarch, don't think that we old fellows can't see what you want to do with their dim eyes. Your intention is nothing more than to make that demonic girl sit upright and let you and that demonic girl's child justify their names.

We old guys don't take your face off, but for your dead father's sake, do you really think you can hide from the sky and make us all confused? "

Without giving Yuan Binglin a chance to speak, the big clan elder also spoke up, "Patriarch, we'll let it go, if you can't ask Sun Yao's mother and son's forgiveness, don't even think about continuing to sit as the patriarch!

We have tolerated you enough for so many years.

We old guys can't just watch you ruin the Yuan family just because of your dead father's face. If we get down there, how can we be worthy of the ancestors of the Yuan family? ! "

As the voice fell, the elder of the clan immediately got up and left with a flick of his sleeves.

The other two clan elders didn't stay any longer, and left the council hall with disappointment, leaving Yuanpinlin alone to sit on the main seat alone.

Seeing the backs of the three clans rushing away in a hurry, Yuan Binglin couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He never wanted to ask Sun Yao's forgiveness, but Sun Yao didn't want to see him for so many years, let alone ask for forgiveness.

...

after one day.

Luo Zuoqian's mother and son, who originally knelt in front of the Sun's gate to plead guilty, have been transferred to the prison by the Guards. As for when they will be released, it depends on the meaning of Liang Yingyue's mother and son.

Of course, Liang Yingyue's mother and son ignored this message from the commander of the Guards.

Inside the Sun's house.

Under the expectant gaze of the Sun family, Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan walked out of the refining room side by side.

"It's just enough to refine 200 mysterious-level spiritual tools, which should be enough for the Sun family to pay off their debts."

Lu Zijia walked up to the Sun family and handed back the storage bag Sun Dongwei had given her.