In the name of the family, the Alex family informed the entire galaxy and swore to all citizens with the honor of the family that they would never pursue what happened in recent days, whether directly or indirectly.
The citizens talked a lot.
After learning what happened, countless abuses and praises poured into Yue Bing's side, but they did not have any impact on her.
At this moment, Yue Bing said coldly, "I need to make a spiritual contract to ensure the truth of this matter in a contractual way."
The spiritual contract is related to a person's life and strength.
If he breaks the contract, the Alex family will be greatly harmed.
But thinking that he is his only son, the patriarch of the Alex family still took a breath and agreed.
Come down, "Okay."
A few quarters of an hour later, a guard appeared in front of Yue Bing holding a light blue contract.
The contract was covered with ancient words, but Yue Bing could recognize it with his knowledge.
She read it word by word, coldly Said, "Change the one hundred years in the contract to one day for as long as the Alex family exists."
The patriarch of the Alex family was silent for a moment, but nodded.
He sighed, "Okay."
After another moment, Hill, who was surrounded by Yue Bing's mental power, had blue veins on his hands, concave eyes, and was dying.
A contract was sent over.
It was obviously different from the previous one.
A golden light appeared on it, in the lower left corner.
There was a family crest and the name of Hill's father, as well as a spiritual mark.
Yue Bing carefully separated out a piece of spiritual power and tentatively touched the contract.
There was no abnormality at all.
The trace of spiritual power was left on the contract, forming a mark exclusive to Yue Bing.
The contract slowly floated to In front of Yue Bing.
Yue Bing's right hand disappeared into the void, and a blood-red name appeared on the contract.
It was the ancient word Yue Bing.
The writing was smooth and sharp, with a hint of killing intent.
Yue Bing gently rubbed the thumb of his right hand, his spiritual power surged, and the scar healed quickly.
After the contract was completed, it shook in mid-air, split into two identical parts, and fell into the hands of different people.
Yue Bing carefully lifted Hill and slowly crossed the encirclement.
After reaching a relatively safe area, he suddenly threw Hill out.
Hill fell to the ground, covering his throat and gasping for breath.
The surrounding guards still held their weapons and aimed at Yuebing, but did not continue to attack.
After they froze in place for a moment, they received the order and slowly escorted Hill back.
Patriarch Alex looked at the contract that reached his hand in an instant, looked at the ancient and sharp word "Yue Bing" on it, and looked at the small courtyard again through the light curtain.
His eyes passed through the courtyard and fell on a small building nearby, his eyes were cold, and upstairs sat the second prince with a gentle smile.
The second prince smiled and nodded, greeting the Alex clan leader.
The surrounding guards slowly evacuated the small courtyard, and soon, only a few scattered people were left in the crowded and tense courtyard.
Yue Bing's uncle couldn't bear it any longer and stepped forward to ask, "Why do you want to break off your engagement with the Alex family?
If you don't want to get married, you can let your sister go."
At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten the panic just now, but when Yue Bing's cold eyes turned around, his body suddenly stiffened.
He was just asking the question without hesitation as before, but he had forgotten the horror that Yue Bing had just experienced.
She said slowly, "Do you want to die?"
Drops of cold sweat broke out, his face turned pale, and he shook his head vigorously.
"Then get out."
The cold words came unceremoniously.
Yue Bing's uncle subconsciously wanted to get away, but greed still prompted him to stop for a while, "But but..."
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He hesitated and said, "Young Master Hill is obviously so good."
When Yue Bing heard this, he smiled strangely, "Okay, he is indeed green."
Before her uncle understood what she said, he backed out of the yard under her gaze.
There was silence all around.
Yue Bing stood quietly in the courtyard.
Her voice reached the ears of the second prince through the vibration of her spiritual power, "How long do you want to listen?"
The second prince with a bright and sunny smile slowly appeared.
His smile was soothing, "Hello, beautiful girl."
Yue Bing said lightly, "Really?
I don't think I'm as beautiful as you."
Second Prince: "" He smiled helplessly, "Beautiful is not a word used for men.
If you want to compliment me, you can call me handsome."
Yue Bing still said calmly, "No, I don't want to praise you, I just want to criticize you."
The Second Prince: ""He miraculously understood the meaning of the word "revolt".
He said a little aggrievedly, "Why are you doing this to me?
I just want to send you a friendly greeting."
Yue Bing said impatiently, "But I don't want to be friendly to you."
Second Prince: "Do you have to be like this?"
"how" “Shut out the good intentions of others.”
Yue Bing glanced at him and showed a light smile, "Maybe one day you will feel my kindness."
After saying that, she slowly walked into the courtyard, ignoring the second prince.
The second prince's smile was still gentle, "What a lovely girl, isn't she?"
But at this time, there was a hint of madness in his eyes, and strong excitement surged from his heart, gradually permeating his limbs.
When Yue Bing showed that dangerous smile, he strangely regained his composure, his gentle expression Said, "Looking forward to your kindness."
When leaving this small courtyard, the second prince quietly looked at the green trees not far away.
On an inconspicuous branch, there was a tiny fly, and his dark green eyes were always focused on it.
In the small courtyard, the second prince smiled gently in that direction and left with cheerful steps.
On the other side of the capital, in a tightly controlled military camp, a huge screen faced a man whose face looked like a sculpture of the gods.
He watched the changing pictures on the screen, frowned, and asked the guard on the side. , "Has the Marshal arrived at the Imperial Capital Star?"
The guard replied in a deep voice, "I don't know, there is no news from the military department."
The wrinkles between the man's eyebrows deepened.
The Marshal, who was being remembered by everyone, was sitting quietly in the house.
He rubbed his brows and woke up from his special state.
Monitoring the movements of the entire Imperial City was still a bit tiring for him.
He looked at Yue Bing's ancient style and roughly understood who he was.
After thinking for a moment, he fell asleep again.
Anyway, no matter how the situation changes, he can still maintain the peace of the Imperial Capital Star.
That's enough
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