"Master, is there really a monster in your hand, what is it called Yanli? Can it help you cultivate?"

"no."

Qianjiyun categorically denied it.

He didn't have it in his hand, and he didn't lie about it. It was just that Yanli was in Jiuyue's hand, but he didn't intend to say this.

"I knew that it must be the immortal old man of the Ling family who deliberately released these unfounded news, and wanted the family to deal with the King's Landing Hall."

Mo Aotian clenched one hand into a fist, tapped the palm of the other hand heavily, gritted his teeth and said.

Yan Feng standing next to him: "!"

The master believed everything he said, and he doubted, how did the master let this guy sit in the position of the third hall master?

It's not as good as the cold and quiet Bai Ze.

Gu Chi, who was beside Mo Aotian, also glanced at him and was speechless.

"Master, we haven't found the hiding place of the Ling family, and we don't know what he wants to do. You are back, I'm afraid his actions will start again."

He looked at Qian Jiyun and reminded.

"Gu Chi, it's rare for a kid like you to speak so much in one breath."

Mo Aotian glanced at Gu Chi strangely, raised his hand and patted his shoulder, and said with a smile.

"roll."

Gu Chi threw off his claws and said angrily.

"It doesn't matter if you check him or not." Qian Jiyun raised her eyes and glanced at a few people.

"It's a fox, and he always shows his tail. If he has a plan, he will definitely show up."

"It's bound to show up, it's just..."

Mo Aotian raised his hand to support his chin, frowning slightly.

He was afraid that the old guy would do something bad. After all, the old guy could gather so many dead men together, right?

They have sent so many heads to the King's Landing Hall in vain. I must have no fewer heads than those who died, right? Still just in case.

"Let the people in the hall be careful these days." Qian Jiyun instructed.

"Yes, Hall Master."

Several people responded at the same time.

"I've been hearing from you all about Patriarch Ling, what does he look like?" An Jiuyue, who had not spoken since entering the study, raised her head from the pile of food on the table next to her and looked at them.

The food on this table is not for her, but for the little Yanli she just found.

But there are so many people talking about things here~www.mtlnovel.com~ She can't get Xiao Yanli out of the space, right? Had to listen to them in every possible way boringly.

People who know so many things about her will definitely not be ordinary people.

Maybe she had seen it before with the Demon Heart High Priest?

"Aotian, have you seen Patriarch Ling?"

Hearing Jiuyue's question, Qianjiyun looked at Mo Aotian and asked him.

Anyway, he didn't have time to see the Patriarch Ling. Thinking about it, Yan Feng and the others should have never met. After all, they are the Patriarch of an aristocratic family, and no one can see them if they want to see them.

Moreover, the people of Wulong Mountain are fighting and killing every day, how can I have the time to meet this person and that person every day?

"I've seen him a few times. Does the lady of the palace want to know what he looks like?" Mo Aotian looked at An Jiuyue.

"Well, it would be nice if we could see it."

An Jiuyue nodded, she just wanted to see, what does this family head Ling look like and how big is his face, so that he can think about following other people's things all day long?