Chapter 60: Sword King Li Daoran

Shang Mingquan glared at him and said, "Are you still thinking about the matter of the Tianwang Group?"

Wang Heshen nodded: "You can relax, we have taken care of all the aftermath." It has nothing to do with us!"

Yan Shiming said with relief: "In this case, I will be relieved." After all, today is the annual meeting of the old eight clans of Sichuan and Shu, if something happens to us, it will be a shame for the family!"

"Let's go, don't think about it so much. ”

The three of them entered Wolong Villa together.

Tianfu Xue family.

"Hey, today's annual meeting of the old eight clans of Sichuan and Shu has started again. Unfortunately, I couldn't go this year. ”

Wang Xuemei looked at Xue Chengfu with some complaints.

Xue Cheng, who was drinking tea, smiled: "It's useless for you to blame me! If you want to blame, you have to blame the rules set by the old eight clans of Sichuan and Shu!"

"Hmph, I don't think there's anything wrong with that. Since the girl we married is from the Sichuan and Shu Lao Eight Clans, the son-in-law of the Sichuan and Shu Lao Eight Clans must also be worthy of the identity of the Sichuan and Shu Lao Eight Clans. Since it can't be reached, then going to the annual meeting is also self-inflicted. ”

Wang Xuemei snorted coldly.

Xue Chengfu said indifferently: "Well, I don't deserve it." But I live at ease. ”

Wang Xuemei smiled happily for the next moment: "What about you, I can't count on it." Now my hopes are all on the two children Ziqin and Chu He! If Xiao Sanye had come earlier, even if I was not invited to this annual meeting, I would have taken the initiative to go. I want to see who looks down on my old Xue family? The young master of the Xiao family, the number one wealthy family in China, is my son-in-law Wang Xuemei!"

"You, you think about these things every day!"

Xue Chengfu took a sip of tea and shook his head helplessly.

"No! Third Master Xiao came to Tianfu, Chu He's return to the Xiao family is basically a sure thing, isn't it?"

Wang Xuemei asked.

Xue Chengfu nodded: "Of course it is! It's basically confirmed, I found that Xiao Sanye has this kind of idea!"

"In this way, let's go to Qingcheng City to attend the annual meeting!"

Wang Xuemei said suddenly.

"Huh?"

Xue Chengfu was stunned.

"What are you afraid of? The Xiao family is our son-in-law! Not to mention the Wang family, even the Mu family has to obediently regard us as guests! At this annual meeting, our Xue family wants to shine!"

"Let's go, what are you doing in a daze?"

couldn't help but say, Wang Xuemei pulled Xue Chengfu and left, heading for Qingcheng.

In the dormitory of Tianyin Academy, Du Jingfei also received a phone call.

"Mom, do you want me to go to the annual meeting? I don't want to go. ”

Du Jingfei resisted a little.

"You have to come this time, not for you to attend the annual meeting, your grandfather has other arrangements, you just need to come!"

There was an irresistible voice on the other end of the phone.

"Alright, then I'll go now!"

Du Jingfei said reluctantly.

Qingcheng City, Wolong Manor.

Basically everyone who attended the annual meeting was there.

A super annual meeting is about to begin.

In the huge meeting hall, there are eight old men sitting on it, who are the eight heads of the eight families representing the old eight clans of Sichuan and Shu.

Luo, Wang, Yan, and Shang were ranked lower, so the four heads of the family sat on both sides.

Sitting in the middle was the head of the four families of Mu, Rong, Qu, and Ning.

Of course, the most powerful is naturally Mu Lian!

Mu Li'an sat there, his body straight, like a steel spear, and there was an aura of a superior who was not intimidating and angry.

What's more, he is still a martial artist, a powerhouse in the realm of a half-step martial sect!

That kind of momentum is innate, as if it fits in with this heaven and earth.

He is the head of the Mu family, the first family of the old eight clans of Sichuan and Shu!

The terrifying momentum on his body alone shocked the audience.

The annual meeting has not yet begun, and everyone is chatting.

Suddenly, Ning Yuanshang, the head of the Ning family, asked: "Old Luo, some time ago, I heard that your Luo family went to Tianfu collectively, what is the situation?"

Suddenly, everyone's eyes looked at Luo Chengxu.

After all, the news of this matter is blocked, and no one knows what it is.

Luo Chengxu's face was also slightly embarrassed, after all, that matter was difficult to talk about.

If that person doesn't show up, he will be laughed at by the others if he says it now.

Not only him, but all the Luo family members changed color when they mentioned this topic.

After all, this matter hits the nail on the head, and it is a pain in the hearts of all the Luo family.

Fortunately, Mu Li'an broke the siege: "If you don't mention this matter, I will solve it in the end." But Lao Luo, you also have to pay attention to the small fights between the juniors, and everyone in your Luo family rushes up, which will inevitably lose the face of our Sichuan and Shu old eight clans. ”

"Got it, Brother Mu. ”

Although this was not the case, Luo Chengxu still nodded.

In this way, no one doubts about this matter anymore.

"Hey, Lao Luo, let them solve the junior's affairs by themselves. Do I have to show you up?"

"Yes, that's right. It's Lao Luo who loves that little grandson too much. ”

Several other family heads laughed.

Luo Chengxu glanced at everyone, and said with a secret smile in his heart: "What do you know, if you meet that person, you won't be able to cry!"

Soon, the annual meeting officially began.

"Our old eight clans are originally a family, even if we are separated, we have not had any conflicts over the years. That's good. ”

"However, there are some aspects that are not satisfactory. For example, in the past few years, none of our disciples of the old eight clans of Sichuan and Shu have been able to enter the Shenglong Mansion, or the Tang Sect or the Qingcheng faction. ”

Mu Li'an swept over everyone present, and he said coldly: "Yan, it's okay if the king and the Shang family don't mention it." They focus on the development of commerce, supplemented by martial arts. But what about the other five of us? Not to mention that none of the geniuses in the martial arts have appeared, I have heard that there are quite a few unscrupulous and corrupt families. ”

As soon as Mu Li'an's words came out, everyone in the Rong, Qu, Ning, and Luo families lowered their heads one after another.

Indeed it is!

In the past few years, the old eight clans of Sichuan and Shu have really not produced any geniuses.

"Recently, I learned that Wang Shaoqin, the first prince of Tianfu, was not only a disciple of the Tang Sect, but he actually joined the Shenglong Mansion last year and worshiped under the seat of the Qilin Lord, the lord of the five directions of the Shenglong Mansion. It's ridiculous to think about it, our disciples of the old eight clans of Sichuan and Shu can't compare to a small clan of Tianfu. ”

Mu Lian said coldly.

"See what you have to do every day besides being a loser?"

The head of the Rong family said: "Old Mu, don't say that! What's wrong with your family's Mu Feng? It's already a realm of martial energy!"

In the crowd, there was a tall and resolute young man who puffed up his chest, he was the son of the Mu family, Mu Feng.

Mu Li'an snorted coldly: "You can pull it down! I wasted so many resources before I reached the realm of martial energy! It would not be an exaggeration for me to talk about the Martial Sect." You gave Wang Shaoqin such a good resource, it's no wonder that he can't go to Wuzong?"

As soon as Mu Li'an's words came out, all the young generations of the old eight clans of Sichuan and Shu lowered their heads one after another.

The head of the Qu family seemed to see something, and couldn't help asking, "Old Mu, you should have a purpose in saying this, right?"

"Well, I made a plan! Gather all the younger generations above the martial artist realm of the old eight clans together! Then train them by special people! The old eight clans of Sichuan and Shu must come up with geniuses!"

Mu Li'an's voice was like thunder.

Luo Chengxu asked curiously, "I don't know where this training is sacred?"

"Qingcheng Mountain, Qingcheng Sect, Daowu Double Cultivation, Li Daoran!"

Mu Lian said in a deep voice.

"Shhh

As soon as they heard the name, everyone's faces changed.

"Sword King Martial Sect Master Li Daoran?"

Everyone exclaimed.

Li Daoran is the first person of the Qingcheng faction, the super master of the realm of martial arts, the dual cultivation of Dao and martial arts, especially the Thunder Dao Sword, and the title of one of the four sword kings who won the title of Shenglong Mansion.

However, this kind of hidden characters are all living in legends.

"That's right, it's him! I don't believe I can't create a genius!"

Mu Li'an looked like he didn't believe in evil.

This time, the old eight tribes of Sichuan and Shu made a noise.

Youngsters, in particular, are more excited.

With Li Daoran's guidance, their martial arts strength will be qualitatively improved.

Maybe you can reach the realm of a half-step martial sect!

"It turns out that Lao Mu, you have such a plan!"

The other heads of the house burst out laughing.

A thought flashed through Luo Chengxu's mind, I don't know which one is better than this sword king Li Daoran?

Just then, the roar of a car was heard.

"I just came to the annual meeting at this time, I wonder if I am late?"

A hearty, magnetic voice came.

As soon as they heard this familiar voice, Luo Chengxu and the rest of the Luo family's faces changed drastically.

How did he get here?