Chapter 102: Missing

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The red hair was like a flame, and the old man looked at the young man on the long table who was slowly flipping through several stacks of materials, his eyes narrowed slightly, his dark red eyes were full of blood, and his voice was low and revealing a hint of danger:

"Lan Feng, are you scolding me around the corner?"

The white fingers leisurely flipped through the materials placed on the long table, and paused slightly.

The short dark purple hair hangs softly down the ears, lined with the black camellia stud earrings, which are noble and gorgeous.

His eyelashes were raised, and his gaze swept over the elders on either side of the long table one by one. Lan Feng looked at the red-haired old man expressionlessly, and a pair of scarlet eyes were bloody:

"Lan Feng doesn't dare, I just want to remind you, everyone here is the elder and senior of my demon clan, and you should know how to grasp the balance in your speech and demeanor, although my brother is not here, this conference hall is not a place for you to quarrel and debate......"

The gray-robed old man looked at Lan Feng, and then at the red-haired old man who was still arrogant opposite, the blood in his eyes gradually converged, he straightened his robe and sat down, bowing slightly:

"It's rude. ā€

Lan Feng looked at him, lowered his eyelids, a smile appeared on his lips, and continued to slowly flip through the information on the table:

"My brother has always disliked meetings, and that was the case three hundred years ago, and we all know that. In that case, why bother to pull him to sit here. ā€

"What does it mean to not like to participate in meetings, how can a leader do everything according to his own preferences, this is his responsibility, and it is also his obligation! I don't think he took this meeting of elders seriously at all......

Lan Feng glanced at the disgruntled red-haired old man on the other end of the long table, and his voice was faint:

"Brother can't force him anymore, anyway, I don't have the ability, if you have any objections, just go and tell him face to face. ā€

Qian Lao smiled coldly:

"Hmph, do you think I don't dare? Lan Yue came back this time, and there were more than one or two unbelievable things that she insisted on doing, and it was time to have a good chat with him. ā€

Lan Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, his dark red eyes stared straight at the red-haired old man, and a smile appeared on his lips:

"Qian Lao wants to chat, naturally he can. But I have to warn you...... Brother, he hasn't been in a good mood lately, I'm afraid I'm not willing to talk to you, plus you have always spoken straightforwardly, if you accidentally say something like before...... My brother's temper has always been uncertain, and I can't guarantee how he will react. ā€

"Hmph, are you still afraid that he will eat me?!"

Lan Feng looked at him quietly, did not speak, and seemed to be smiling.

His eyes flashed slightly, and a complicated look flashed in Qian Lao's eyes, and he glared at him unwillingly, snorted coldly, turned his face back and stopped talking.

The room was silent, except for the incense that rose and flowed.

Lan Feng looked at the old men on both sides of the long table expressionlessly, swept away the previous carelessness, and his expression became serious:

"Since there are no objections, today's meeting is officially opened. ā€

When the morning breeze rises, thousands of turquoise leaves sway with the wind, like the waves of the green ocean.

The sunlight was blurry and clear, pouring down from the swaying green leaves, and the light and shadow shone on the slender and thick branches of the giant trees.

The snow-white flower trees stand quietly in the four corners of the room, the snow-white flowers bloom on the withered branches, and the orange-red candle flame flickers quietly from the center of the flower, lighting up the warm fire.

Incense fills the room, and the faint fragrance of flowers fills the room.

There was a soft knock on the door.

The door slowly opened, and the bright and clear sunlight poured in from the door, and the whole room was a little brighter.

The girl in the black dress stood at the door, saluting respectfully.

Lan Feng glanced at her, continued to flip through the information in his hand, and frowned:

"Qingtong, I said that you should not disturb during the meeting. ā€

The black skirt flicked, and Qingyu leaned forward to his ear.

His expression changed slightly, Lan Feng frowned, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes:

ā€œ...... Looking for me?"

Qing Tong nodded expressionlessly.

Lan Feng looked at the turquoise leaves swaying in the wind outside the door, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

"Leave her alone. The voice was faint, calm and unwavering.

Qing Tong bowed respectfully: "Yes." ā€

The door closed softly, and the room was quiet again.

"What's the matter," Yu Lao sipped the tea in his hand and smiled faintly, "There are guests?"

Lan didn't raise his head, and his voice was faint:

"Pets only. ā€

"Oh?" the other old men looked at him with interest, "when did you start having pets?

Lan Feng looked at them and smiled faintly:

"I didn't raise it. ā€

The voice paused slightly.

"As for the kind...... From the point of view of our demon clan, it can be regarded as a rare species. ā€

As soon as he heard about the rare species, Yu Lao suddenly came to his senses, and a pair of dark red eyes looked straight at Lan Feng, revealing light:

"Lan Feng, you can't be stingy, since it's a rare species, let me see it when you want. ā€

Lan Feng saw that his whole person was in good spirits, and smiled helplessly:

"I can't be the master, this pet is raised by my brother, even I don't dare to provoke it easily. ā€

"Lan Yue?" Yu Lao was slightly stunned, "When did he have the leisure to raise pets?"

Qian Lao leaned back on the chair with his hands around and snorted coldly.

Lan Feng held the teacup, quietly staring at the hot and clear water, with a expressionless face:

"yes...... I wondered too. ā€

The breeze was blowing, and the huge green canopy swayed with the wind, obscuring most of the sky above the canyon.

The breeze passed, and the slender tree whiskers fluttered quietly, smeared with a faint shade of sunlight and a faint gold.

Qianling looked up at the black-clothed demon guard descending from above the Divine Tree and landing lightly in front of her, and hurriedly stepped forward, a pair of amber eyes opened wide, revealing a little light:

"How's that, can I go up?"

The black-clothed guard looked at her, shook his head, and waved his hand at her again:

"Lord Lanfeng doesn't have time to see you, so you might as well go. ā€

"Don't see ......?" Qianling frowned slightly, "Did you tell him my name?"

Obviously, Lan Feng found her first, coerced and enticed her to do things for him, but now she took the initiative to find him, but he didn't see her?

The black-clothed guard looked at her and seemed to smile:

"I said it, but even if I said it, Lord Qing Tong might not necessarily convey it, and even if your name really reached Lord Lanfeng's ears, it is estimated that he would not be able to remember it. ā€

Sighing softly, the black-clothed guard patted her on the shoulder:

"Why bother, just to let Lord Lan Feng leave a little more impression on your name, is it tiring to toss like this? Seriously, it used to be a little better, since Lord Lan Yue came back, we who stood guard flew up and down all day long, letters, love letters, flowers...... I'm almost going to be a professional matchmaker for you girls!"

"It's strange to say, most of the girls are coming to Lord Lanyue these days, and there are not many people like you who are still obsessed with Lord Lanfeng......"

Qianling looked at the black-clothed demon guard a little helplessly, muttering while complaining, and then raised her eyes to look at the huge green canopy above her head, and quietly stuck out her tongue.