From the suburbs of Wencheng all the way to the center of Wencheng, it took less than half an hour when Mu Ziyang parked his car in place at the door of a courtyard for the last time.

"Big brother's car is really getting better and better・・・・・・ "Ciro unbuckled his seat belt, flipped out of the car nimbly, and shook his somewhat dizzy head, "If you shake like this for half an hour, maybe I can't stand it." ”

"If you have the ability, you will open it next time." Mu Ziyang put the car keys in his suit pocket and put them away, then stood aside, his eyes looking at the big iron gate that blocked them and the buildings in the courtyard with a somewhat complicated look.

Seeing that Mu Ziyang was silent, Xiluo simply didn't speak, crossed his arms with a serious expression, and didn't know what he was thinking.

didn't let the two of them wait too long, only about two or three minutes, the big iron gate made a heavy and piercing sound, and two young men who were also wearing suits walked out of the door, and walked forward very respectfully to salute Mu Ziyang and Xi Luo, "Young Patriarch, Young Master Xi Luo, the elders have been waiting inside for a long time. ”

"Lead the way." Mu Ziyang nodded, and the two men in suits didn't say much, one of them led the two of them in, and the other slowly closed the heavy and tall iron door after they entered.

Mu Ziyang followed the man leading the way towards the conference room, while looking at it with his spare eyes. These people from the Council of Elders are usually not in Feng Country, but are scattered all over China, if it weren't for the fact that the impact of this incident was too great, it wouldn't have alarmed them all gathered in one place. Although they found the stronghold of the Council of Elders temporarily, they had all the facilities, and they were arranged and planned in an orderly manner in a short period of time, so I don't know who the chief elder of the Council of Elders is this time.

"Young Patriarch, Young Master Xiluo, the conference room has arrived, please come in." The young man bowed very respectfully at the door, but had no intention of entering, apparently professionally trained.

"What's your name?" Mu Ziyang is a little interested in this young man, most of the people in the Presbyterian Church are old men, and the few young people are also young and arrogant, and with the character of the Presbyterian Church, the people who can't wait to bring them are wearing cheongsam, Tang costumes and yellow jackets, how can they let their subordinates wear suits?

The young man smiled very politely, "Subordinate Fan Ying, subordinate to Miss Tingya." ”

"Listen to the ・・・・・・"

"Listen to Ya?!"

Hearing this name, Mu Ziyang and Xi Luo's faces changed, Mu Ziyang just frowned slightly and returned to his usual look, but Xi Luo was quite surprised.

"Why, are you so surprised to hear that I'm coming?" There was a soft "click" in the door of the conference room, and someone pulled it open from the inside.

Subconsciously, several people outside the house turned their eyes, and under the sunshine between them, there was a girl with skin like pink carved jade, who was half-hiding her body behind the door at the moment, and only her black green silk and moon-like eyes that shimmered softly like the moon could be seen.

"Aren't you in bad health? Why don't you stay in western Sichuan and rest here? Ciro frowned, what the hell is this woman doing!

"I said, Brother Siro, don't be too rude! I am now the chief of the Council of Elders, and according to the rules, you should now call me the chief elder! Tingya playfully stuck out her tongue and walked out from behind the door, a light pink brocade printed satin cheongsam perfectly outlined her delicate figure, but the light color set off her complexion a little pale and bloodless.

Seeing her pale and almost transparent skin, Ciro opened his mouth to say something, but was choked by the gentle smile on the corner of the girl's mouth.

Mu Ziyang patted Xiluo's shoulder, "Listen to Ya, it's been a long time." ”

"Well, Brother Ziyang is more handsome than a few years ago." Tingya smiled slightly, and then realized that the few of them were still standing at the door of the conference room, and hurriedly turned around to make way for Mu Ziyang and Xi Luo, "Let's go in first, a few elders are still waiting." ”

Walking into the spacious and bright conference room, you will be greeted by a wooden conference table four or five meters long, with three people sitting on each side of the long table, except for a heavy wooden chair inlaid with rubies at each end.

Mu Ziyang quickly looked around, and found that the six representatives sent by the Council of Elders this time only knew one of them, and that was Mu Cheng, who was very close to his father Mu Hai when he was in China. There are many branches of the Mu family, and the forces scattered all over the world add up to about five or six thousand direct bloodlines, and this is not counting the side lineage, so even if what he inherited is the foundation of the Mu family, he can't say that he knows a few people from the Elders' Council at all.

"Elders, this is the next patriarch of our Mu family, Mu Ziyang. This is Ziyang's younger brother, named Xiluo. Tingya first introduced Mu Ziyang and Xiluo to the elders, and sure enough, as Mu Ziyang expected, these old guys of the Elders' Church are all arrogant masters, and their fathers can still be intimidated, but they simply ignore themselves when they are only 22 years old.

Mu Cheng probably expected this to be the case, and he didn't care about talking to Mu Ziyang loudly, and his rough voice made the floor tremble, "Hey, I haven't seen you for a few years, the little baby is getting stronger and stronger!" It looks like in two years, my old bones won't be able to kill you! ”

"Grandpa Cheng, you are old and strong, how can it be." Mu Ziyang smiled, and naturally moved his gaze to the white-haired old man beside Mu Cheng, "Grandpa, can you introduce me to the members of the Council of Elders this time?" ”

"It's all you stinky old guys, you don't have to put a score in front of our Ziyang." Mu Cheng looked at the old immortal guys with a look of ignorance, and pointed to the old man in the gray sweater next to him, his eyes narrowed into a slit and a fox-like smile, "This is Elder Mu Han, we all call him the old fox, you better stay away from him." ”

Mu Han listened to Mu Cheng's caustic evaluation but was not angry, the two slit-like eyes faintly revealed the same essence, and that fox-like smile made people extremely uncomfortable, "Elder Han has seen the young patriarch. ”

Then move his gaze to the old fox, oh no, it's next to Mu Han, where there is an old woman with wrinkles on her face, who seems to be seventy or eighty years old, looking at Mu Ziyang's expression, although it can't be said to be hostile, it can also be said to be fierce.

"That old woman's name is Mu Ling." Mu Cheng didn't explain much about her, but he turned his head and quietly grinned at Mu Ziyang at an angle that Mu Ling couldn't see, to the effect that it was best not to provoke this person.

Mu Ziyang nodded in memory and looked to the other side. The first thing that came into the door was an old man sitting in a dark red Tang suit, with a solemn and awe-inspiring look as if nothing could enter his eyes, although the wrinkles on his face revealed his age, but his straight back and calm eyes seemed to be a well-trained soldier.

"This old slut's name is Mu Sheng, don't look at him as a serious child, in fact, he is a golden jade." Mu Cheng waved his big hand, and his arrogant tone was undisguised, which made Mu Ziyang feel apprehensive in his heart. But Mu Sheng is really a character, he didn't say anything when he was provoked by Mu Cheng like this, he just glanced at him lightly, but he still didn't say a word, and he didn't even move his body, as if he didn't care about him at all.

Such a good concentration, how could it really be the so-called golden jade as Mu Cheng said・・・・・・ Mu Ziyang looked at Mu Sheng with a little admiration in his heart, and he vaguely felt that he was the only one who was reliable among these people.

"The one in the flower sweater next to the old slut is Mu Qiu, a stupid old bird, you don't have to pay attention to him for anything."

The little old man Mu Qiu was still secretly having fun in his seat for a long time, he had already heard that Mu Cheng was a well-known poisonous tongue in the Council of Elders, and sure enough, there was no face left in front of the young patriarch at all. But he's always had a wide range of friends, and he's never provoked this old thing! was also indiscriminately belittled by this old thing, and it was so unbearable!

"Who do you say is the old bird?" Mu Qiu was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at Mu Cheng.

Mu Cheng ignored him and pointed to the last elder sitting next to him, "Na, the last one is Elder Mu Yu." ”

Mu Cheng didn't introduce the last elder much, nor did he make any small moves in private, which made Mu Ziyang's heart a little more dignified. Mu Yu's appearance is very ordinary, his slightly wrinkled face looks like he is only in his fifties, he is wearing a gray retro robe, his whole body exudes a very indifferent and peaceful atmosphere, and there is no special expression on his face, but Mu Ziyang is inexplicably a little alert to him.

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