"I thought you would be a smart guy!" Lin Zhizhuo looked at this scene indifferently, and said coldly, "It seems that you have made up your mind to be my enemy." It's a pity that with a little talent, he became arrogant and offended someone who shouldn't be offended, that's a fool! I pity your talent and give you one last chance......"

"Humph! Little white face! None of them have good intentions! Smacking his mouth, he really didn't think it was a big deal to go against him, Ye Chu rolled his eyes, opened his mouth, and arrogantly interrupted Lin Zhizhuo's self-feeling speech!

"......" Lin Zhizhuo's eyes were complicated and difficult to understand, his face was extremely distorted and he looked at Ye Chu, and his face was pale, and he clenched the sword in his hand.

"Zhaodi, what are you going to do?" The head of the Lin family closed his mouth when he saw Lin Zhizhuo, who was choking on Ye Chu, for fear that Lin Zhizhuo would lose his mind and do something irreparable, so he couldn't help but shout a little anxiously.

"Father, you shouldn't have asked me this!" Although Miss Lin was also shocked by Ye Chu's words, after all, it was Ye Chu and his group, and she still maintained the full expression of the royal sister on her face very well, and said softly but firmly, "It was Lin Zhiyue who made the first move to provoke, and it was Lin Dalu and Ye Chu who were in danger, this qiē is clear and clear!" Why did my father say it as if I was looking for fault?! ”

"Ahem, today's incident, your people didn't suffer, for the sake of my father's face, just forget it, okay?" The head of the Lin family cleared his throat with an embarrassed expression, seeing that although Miss Lin's expression was cold, her tone was quite unkind, obviously he didn't intend to let this matter go lightly, he also knew that this matter could not be forced, so he had to lower his body and begged bitterly.

Looking at Miss Lin's noncommittal look, Lin Zhizhuo's face sank, and the momentum around him skyrocketed, revealing for the first time the coercion that belonged to the foundation building cultivator, "Zhaodi, do you really want to fight with me for these two guys?!" ”

Miss Lin smiled lightly, not caring at all about Lin Zhizhuo's soaring momentum. A gentle kick on the foot. Lin Zhizhuo snorted, his face turned pale.

"What the hell do you want?!" Lin Zhizhuo's voice was a little hoarse, and his tone was slightly astringent. Now that it is just a collision in momentum, he is falling behind, and it is conceivable that Miss Lin's strength surpasses him a lot. By the way, I glanced at Lin Zhiyue, who was trembling and bleeding, in this world of cultivating immortals where strength is respected, nothing is reliable without strength, and it may be difficult to keep my younger brother this time.

A dragon has a scale under its throat, and if a man has a baby, he will kill. In this world, some people's status is like the dragon's scales, which cannot be touched. And Lin Zhiyue is Lin Zhizhuo's reverse scale! Lin Zhizhuo's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and he said coldly: "My parents went early, and Zhiyue was brought up by me, you know." If something happens to him, it's not to die! He was full of confidence in his methods, and if he had no choice but to do so, he didn't care if the Lin family he took over was torn apart!

The gorgeous glass lamps, the bright moonstones, and the magic circle built into a circle illuminate the martial arts arena with a radius of thousands of feet, as bright as day.

Several figures divided into three camps and stood silently on them. An indescribable pressure weighed heavily on the hearts of the cultivators present. The entire martial arts arena was silent after Lin Zhizhuo's words fell. A series of stunned and shocked eyes converged on the cold Lin Zhizhuo. The night breeze blew, and the smell of blood in the silent martial arts arena spread, and everyone's hearts were pinched.

Lin Zhizhuo has a very high status in the collateral branch of the Lin family of the Tibetan Sword, has a lot of followers, and is also a big force in the Lin family. If you want to really match the main lineage of the Lin family, except for a Lin family master who doesn't know the reason and spares no effort to favor him, there is no chance of winning. But the words he said seemed to contain infinite confidence, making people feel that he not only dared to confront the main line of the Lin family, but also won the battle!

The head of the Lin family also seemed to be shocked by his tone, his body trembled slightly, and he looked at Miss Lin angrily and anxiously. Miss Lin was surrounded by a flash of aura, her eyes coldly swept over the Lin family master, nailed to Lin Zhizhuo's body, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Don't you die?" Is it up to you? "Under the bright light, Miss Lin's crystal clear skin is shining with glittering light, sacred, chilling, and inviolable! provoked a pair of eyes around her to condense on her body.

"Lin Zhaodi!" The head of the Lin family, who had been trying to make peace with the mud and fool things in the past, put away the face of the good old man, his face was cold, and he shouted angrily, "This matter is over, this is the order of the family master!" ”

Several figures who stood quietly turned their heads silently, their eyes drifting to the Lin family master, and their faces showed disbelief.

"Oh, master!" Miss Lin, who had a good face, smiled indifferently, gently lifted her dress and bowed: "The chief disciple of the Tibetan Sword Lin family, 'Lin Zhaodi', has seen the head of the family!" Miss Lin just added a slight accent to Lin Zhaodi's three words, and her flat tone revealed endless sarcasm, "The first article of the family rules, all the children of my Lin family, it is strictly forbidden to fight!" Article 22 of the family rules states that any disciple of the Lin family who wantonly provokes, beats or harasses other disciples at will, or arbitrarily destroys or occupies other people's property, shall be sealed as a cultivator and serve miscellaneous labor for one to three years. Miss Lin had a smile on her pretty face, and her beautiful eyes showed indifference, "Please follow the family rules, deal with it fairly, and give Lin Dalu a fair deal!" ”

"Zhao Di, if you want to be angry with me, you can't do it!"

"Family Master, since I am the chief disciple of the Lin family, I naturally have the obligation to stand up for the disciples when their interests are harmed!"

The day-to-day affairs of the Tibetan Sword Lin family are mainly managed by the deacons of the family, but in addition, there are some disciples whose status is no less than that of these deacons, and these disciples are the true disciples or chief disciples. True disciples are responsible for the inheritance of a force, and the rights to natural resources are indispensable. The chief disciple is the leader of the disciples, who does not look at his status and status, but relies on his own strength when the clan is compared, and fights one by one, and finally wins the disciple. In this world where strength is respected, it naturally has a large number of people and is respected and admired by the disciples.

If a sect or a family wants to always remain strong, the most important thing is to have cohesion, and it is impossible for a force to prosper for a long time by relying on individual strength alone. Giving the true disciples and the chief disciple a certain amount of power to manage the family, this kind of setting is to let the disciples with extraordinary qualifications no longer blindly cultivate, but tie them to the reserve strength of the family as a whole, and prosper with all the disciples, so as to enhance the cohesion of the family.

When he heard the word chief disciple, the eyes of the head of the Lin family shrank sharply, and his brows were tightly wrinkled, Miss Lin's meaning was already very clear, since you gave me an order as the head of the family, then I will not treat you as a daughter.

The chief disciple to the head of the family, what happened here, let's do business.