With martial uncle's position in the poison sect, even a real poison sect elder must maintain a superficial harmony.

It's like the man in front of her. He dares to challenge her martial uncle face to face.

She didn't know whether to lament the man's courage or laugh at his ignorance.

"How dare you say that about me! Wu Chiu, I order you to apologize in the name of the poison gate law enforcement elder!"

Wu Tsui narrowed her eyes and smiled so that she was "harmonious".

"Law enforcement elder? Oh, when did our poison sect need a wild dog to be an elder?"

Moustache almost died of anger.

He suddenly pulled out a jade ruler from his sleeve and held it in the air.

"This is the law enforcement ring of the poison gate. Wu Chiu, do you want to betray the poison gate?"

It's not just martial uncle who gets angry with moustache's question.

The disciples of the poison sect behind them almost protected the three of them in the middle in an instant and looked at the clown.

"You, how dare you disobey the elders? Come and catch them all!"

"You can try."

She stepped out of the crowd, facing her moustache.

Although she is downstairs, her momentum is much stronger than Xiaohu.

The latter obviously lost his head, blushed and asked fiercely, "who are you?"

"You're not qualified to ask me. Get out of the way."

She walked up slowly without paying attention to each other.

Moustache's anger in his head, but after touching the woman's clear eyes, he couldn't help shrinking his neck.

He saw no emotion in the girl's eyes.

Fear, pride, sadness and joy did not stay in her eyes at all.

Subconsciously, moustache made way.

He didn't bite his teeth until she walked past.

What's going on? How can he bow his head to a woman?

Just trying to catch up, Wu Tsui grabbed his neck like a chick.

"If you touch my little niece, I'll cut off your troublesome claw."

The threat in the ear made the moustache listless in an instant.

He walked on tiptoe, but he hated Wu Chiu in his heart.

It's all them. They make a fool of themselves!

Today's hatred, he will make them pay the price in the future.

Lin Mengya knew that moustache was just cannon fodder to explore the way.

Martial uncle's impoliteness and her indifference are enough to show their attitude.

You can be an elder, but if you want to control them with a false name, dream!

It seems that their previous replies can not sober these people.

She came up all the way, and the room in the middle of the second floor also opened the door.

"Look at you, you are all a family. Why bother to make such a joke?"

Although the voice is a little old, it is full of gas.

Lin Mengya also sensed that the poison on each other's body was stronger than that of moustache.

However, she can't even compare with half of her teachers.

It turns out that the so-called elders are such strength.

She was surprised. Who gave them such confidence?

Wu Tsung loosened her moustache and followed her with a sneer.

The teacher and uncle walked side by side, and the three finally saw the backer behind the moustache.

There are five people in the room.

The three sat at the table, as if chatting over tea.

The other two should be brothers

Son or attendant, waiting by.

All three of them were wearing authentic purple gold nebula, but the clothes on the young man in the middle were especially luxurious.

He wore a man's hair crown and a huge purple gem shining in the sun.

Lin Mengya didn't think much. Instead, Wu Tsugami and bailiri were filled with deep displeasure in their eyes.

The old man sitting on the right hand side of the young man, with snow-white hair and beard, is obviously the oldest one here.

The one who spoke just now was the middle-aged man sitting on the far left.

To tell you the truth, that man is handsome even though he looks good, but he is far from her teacher and uncle.

Finally, she looked at the man in the middle.

The man is about twenty years old. He is very handsome with red face and white teeth.

He happened to look over and look at each other with her.

The man was stunned. Then he nodded at her with a friendly attitude.

Lin Mengya nodded like the other party, and then there was nothing else.

The man's eyes fell on her face and couldn't come back for a long time.

"Jiang Ting, your people can't speak human words. How can you even forget how to speak?"

Martial uncle's complexion is not good. He doesn't hide the disgust of the three people in front of him.

Jiang Ting's rank is much higher than moustache.

Smell speech, also just didn't care to smile.

"Your mouth stinks like a day for decades. Well, he hasn't seen you several times before. Don't argue with him for my face."

Lin Mengya glanced at Jiang ting.

This man is also an old acquaintance with the teacher.

"Take care of your own people. If he goes on like this, he will die outside one day."

Jiang Ting's smile was stiff. Then he waved his hand and let his moustache back.

"Please sit down."

Seeing that Jiang Ting's attitude was polite, martial uncle didn't continue to confront them.

The current lineup of both sides is somewhat subtle.

According to the current situation, they are somewhat the same.

The atmosphere was tense.

Jiang Ting picked up the teapot and poured Wu Tsung a cup first.

"People are so old. Why are you still so angry? You should be more careful because your anger hurts your body."

But when Wu Tsui looked careless, he changed his hand and brought the tea cup to her in the middle.

"Don't worry, I'm in good health. Sect leader, how about trying this tea."

Wu Tsung's performance surprised the three opposite.

He is arrogant and arrogant. Never mind being a little girl. Even if the sect leader comes in person, he may not be able to control him.

But now, he is willing to succumb to a woman.

In their hearts, they each had some points to care about.

Lin Mengya blocked the tea cup and said with a smile, "martial uncle, you have worked hard all the way. You should drink this cup of tea."

Martial uncle?

The three opposite are even more incredible.

It's not a matter of age, and I haven't heard that the Lord of the palace family has anything to do with Wu Tsung.

Is it according to the generation of the palace family?

But the white haired old man knew it was impossible.

The leader of the palace family has a very special position in the poison gate. At the beginning, even the leader of each generation gave him three points of courtesy.

Originally, he didn't agree with the Gong family. However, she was dishonest and tried to intervene in the poison door.

But now it seemed that something was wrong with him.

"You're right, senior brother. Would you like a drink, too?"

Wu Tsung drank it

Tea, said with an eyebrow.

Baili Rui shook his head. He didn't even look at each other's three people.

Intuition made Jiang Ting feel that this person was not simple, so he asked with a smile.

"I don't know which family this elder martial brother belongs to?"

Lin Mengya smiled and looked at Jiang ting.

"The family teacher is hundred Li Rui."

Baili Rui!

Almost in an instant, Jiang ting and the old man with white hair felt the cold on his back.

The source of their fear was just a chilly look at them.

"Yes."

Cold and aloof, just like the blue moon in the sky.

Jiang Ting immediately regretted it.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and immediately remembered something.

"I haven't seen you for many years. Elder martial brother is still so charming. But why are you back?"

Lin Mengya noticed that the two people opposite seemed to be very afraid of the teacher. Perhaps, they were mixed with some sense of unity.

She could not help guessing in her heart what the teacher had done, so that decades later, he could still bring them such great psychological pressure.

Bai Lirui understood what the other party wanted to ask, but he didn't care.

"I want to come back, and why, what has the final say?"

"Of course not. I'm afraid you'll get into trouble..."

"I have done what I did in those years. Moreover, the person in charge of this is not me, but my students. I swore never to interfere in the poison door, but my help to my students is not illegal."

These words really blocked each other's mouth.

Indeed, Bai Lirui just didn't care, but he didn't say he wanted to get rid of the poison door.

At this time, the two people looked at Lin Mengya again, with a little more dignity.

If so, it would be a great disadvantage to them.

You know, at the beginning, her teacher was the first person recognized by the poison sect as the sect leader.

If it hadn't happened, none of them would have been able to turn today.

"That's right. It's a good thing that senior brother can come back. It must be safer for our poison sect to have you."

Jiang Ting is a smart man, but now he is fascinated by fame and wealth.

Baili Rui said so clearly, but he pretended not to understand.

Unfortunately, who is Baili Rui?

One of the two maniacs who never put anyone in the eyes.

Where, will let him be so easy and thin.

"I'm not for the poison sect, I'm for my students. Now she's the leader, and I'm relieved."

Chiang Ting's face changed.

From the beginning to the present, the two martial brothers have expressed their meaning directly without giving him a detour.

After biting his teeth, he didn't believe that they could still press on their heads over the years.

"I'm honored to be back, elder martial brother. But the position of sect leader needs to be considered. After all, it's important and can't be trifled with."

Wu Chiu sneered, and Bai Lirui frowned slightly.

Only Lin Mengya in the middle, with a soft smile on her face.

"Teacher, I think Mr. Jiang is right. The matter of the sect leader is really important, so I think we should call all the big guys up and ask them who they really like. Isn't it more popular?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Chiu joked, "my niece is right. Since she is the leader of the poison sect, it is naturally up to the people of the poison sect to choose."

Chiang ting and the others were in a hurry.

If the people of the poison sect are really allowed to choose, they will not have an advantage in terms of number or prestige.

Then he opened his mouth in a hurry.