At the same time, inside the chamber.

Around the conference table sat the high-rise of the Song family, on the main seat, a middle-aged man with a majestic temperament was sitting, Song Moxin and Song Moyun were sitting beside him, his face was handsome and handsome, and he had some similarities with the two women.

This person is none other than their father, who is also the current helmsman of the Song family, Song Changfeng.

Song Changfeng was wearing a black suit and a black suit, his hair was meticulously combed, his bright eyes were shining with a sharp and wise light, he breathed steadily, knocked on the table slowly and rhythmically, his face was expressionless, and everyone around him felt an inexplicable pressure from him.

"Evergreen. He spoke, his deep voice exuding a masculine charm.

"Big brother?" Song Changqing sat not far away, looking at him at this moment.

"When?" Song Changfeng asked lightly, his calm voice filled with a hint of coldness.

"Meeting time...... It's already here. Song Changqing said.

"Okay, let's get started. Song Changfeng said.

"Changfeng, Lingyue hasn't arrived yet. A clan elder reminded.

Song Changfeng responded indifferently: "I have already informed her, she didn't arrive on time, do you want to delay everyone's time to wait for her?"

"But......" The clan elder wanted to say something, but was forcefully interrupted by Song Changfeng.

"Needless to say, Mo Yun, let's talk to everyone about the situation. ”

"Yes, Father. Song Moyun got up indifferently, she was used to the relationship between her father and stepmother.

Back then, after his mother's death, he married Ouyang Meiling, the daughter of the Ouyang family in the imperial capital, as a means to strengthen the family, there was no emotional foundation between the two, and even giving birth to Song Morui was just to stabilize the alliance between the two families.

Ouyang Lingyue is not a vase, with the help of her own talent and the strength of her mother's family, she has established a lofty position in the Song family, and has a great right to speak, only her father can beat her edge.

is like a palace infighting, wives compete for husband's power, more and more people in the family are being co-opted by him, and it is difficult for her father to restrain her anymore, so he tries his best to cultivate her Song Moyun and help him share the pressure.

Even Song Moxin's marriage with the Lin family was a strategy that her father came up with in desperation in order to deal with her.

Therefore, Ling Yu, as a "noble man of the Song family" who was invited by himself, was rejected by Ouyang Lingyue.

But at the moment, the most urgent thing is the matter of the spiritual vein.

"The Poseidon was attacked on the night ...... three days ago"

As soon as Song Moyun began to speak, he heard a cold command sound.

"Stop the meeting!"

Several figures came from outside, and it was a woman in a long black dress who spoke, with a graceful and luxurious temperament, a mature and beautiful face, bright red lips, and dark eyes like jewels, but with a sense of indifference and arrogance, it was Ouyang Lingyue.

Song Morui took her hand, her pretty face was full of ridicule and pride, and the others were all members of the Song family who were loyal to Ouyang Lingyue.

"You're late. Song Changfeng's face was unwavering, and he said lightly.

Ouyang Lingyue exuded an aura that was not weaker than him at all, and said: "I think that there are more important things waiting for us to solve than such things as meetings. ”

Song Moyun shook his head and said, "Nothing is more important than what I am about to say right now." ”

"That's how you talk to me?" Ouyang Lingyue squinted at her and said coldly, "What about honorifics?"

Song Moyun bowed slightly, and said calmly: "Aunt Ouyang." ”

Ouyang Lingyue raised her chin slightly, looked down at her condescendingly, and asked, "The noble man of the Song family in your mouth hurt our guests as soon as he came here, is he a noble person or a scourge? Moreover, you still seem to want to accuse me?"

Before Song Moyun could speak, Song Changqing stood up suddenly, and said in a deep voice: "Sister-in-law, it was your daughter who robbed the villa I reserved for them first, and the responsibility should be on her!"

Ouyang Lingyue said indifferently: "You want to say that I have no way to teach my daughter?"

Song Changqing paused, but still said: "I don't deny ......"

"You're not qualified to question my goddaughter ways. Ouyang Lingyue snorted coldly, "My Song family's property, Rui'er wants to occupy it, then it can naturally be occupied, why should you take care of outsiders?"

"This is the Song family's hospitality?" Song Moyun asked rhetorically.

Ouyang Lingyue was noncommittal, and said lightly: "Rui'er, as the daughter of the Song family, naturally has some privileges. Besides, whether he is a distinguished guest or not, is another story. ”

"What about me and my sister, we're going to live there too!" Song Moxin couldn't help but be angry.

Ouyang Lingyue glanced at her disdainfully, "You are sisters, let her go." ”

"Enough!"

Song Changfeng stood up, his majestic gaze fell on Ouyang Lingyue, and he frowned: "This is what you call something more important?"

Ouyang Lingyue shook her head, "Of course not, everyone, please come in." ”

When the words fell, a few more people came from outside, Song Moyun's eyes widened suddenly, Song Moyun also frowned, and they saw a few familiar figures.

Two of them were covered in wounds, with resentment and anger on their pale faces, and they were the Zeng Hui brothers and sisters who were taken away by the law enforcers!

Beside them, followed by two old men with unpredictable breaths, they should be the elders of the Sword God Valley.

In the end, the eyes of a handsome and extraordinary young man were always on Song Moyun, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, fierce momentum, wearing an ancient costume, carrying a long sword, exuding a strong confidence and calmness, Song Morui was instantly attracted by him.

A seventeen-year-old girl is really hard to resist this kind of male charm.

This person is none other than the senior brother admired by Zeng Hui's brothers and sisters, the strongest Tianjiao of the Sword God Valley, and Zang Feng, who once expressed his affection for Song Moyun.

As soon as they appeared, the air seemed to be frozen, and the people present were all ordinary people, and even the coercion they inadvertently exuded was unbearable, and their faces couldn't help but turn pale.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Zang Feng seemed to realize something, and smiled faintly, making people feel like a spring breeze, "The two elders have collected all their coercion. ”

"Okay. The two elders nodded, sweeping over the people of the Song family, their eyebrows showing disdain.

"It turned out to be a friend of the Sword God Valley!"

A group of high-ranking members of the Song family stood up, showing respect.

Compared with the clans of the secular world and the prefecture-level sects of the Martial Alliance, they are really much worse.

Song Changfeng also took the initiative to nod to a few people, and put down the shelf of the head of the family, "I don't know what happened to a few people here?"

"What?"

Ouyang Lingyue sneered and looked at Sister Song Moyun, whose faces had changed, "This ...... It's time for you to ask them?"

"What's going on?" Song Changfeng looked over in confusion.

"Father......" Song Moxin wanted to say something, but was stopped by Song Moyun.

"I'll tell you......"

Song Moxin took a deep breath, calmed down, organized some wording, and said what happened that day.