Hanxiao Pavilion, one of the Tianpin Sects of the Middle Tang Dynasty, in addition to the top forces in the hidden world, can be said to be the most low-key and the smallest in the Tianpin Sect.

Not only because, throughout the ages, half of the power of Hanxiao Pavilion is in the hands of the surname Linghu, but more importantly, there is only one woman in this generation of Linghu family.

Although the talent is good, and even in an accident a few years ago, he broke through to a half-saint powerhouse early, but he hasn't shown up for a long time!

The high-level officials of the Hanxiao Pavilion couldn't control the affairs of the Linghu family, but it didn't prevent them from knocking on the side to listen to the news, and the answer they got was that the retreat was stable and the cultivation realm.

The elders in the pavilion couldn't cry or laugh, and they were helpless, which was obviously a perfunctory answer.

For ordinary martial artists, it will inevitably take a period of retreat to stabilize their cultivation to break through the realm, but for Tianjiao martial artists, this time is very short, and it is not even necessary.

Unfortunately, the only heir of the contemporary Linghu family, the talent of this eldest lady, is rumored to be the existence of the Linghu family, if not the best, in the past ten thousand years.

Originally, when he reached the marriageable age, even for a martial artist, especially such a young half-saint powerhouse, even if he got married a hundred years later, it was nothing, but the key was that now it was a chaotic world of demons.

No one can be sure what will happen in the troubled times, so whether it is the Linghu side branch or the elders of the Hanxiao Pavilion, they all hope to see this eldest lady get married as soon as possible, and no matter how bad it is, they will get engaged.

Of course, the main reason is that the Sage of the Linghu family is too old!

is so old that according to the records of the sect, many people can't remember how old they are, and they don't even know if they can survive this catastrophe.

It is undeniable that even if everyone hopes that this person can continue to live and keep the Hanxiao Pavilion inheritance immortal, they all know that this is unrealistic.

It is an indisputable fact that the longevity will be exhausted!

At this time, in the forbidden land of the mountain in the Hanxiao Pavilion, there is a valley carved with ice and jade, like an ice and snow world, but there is a vibrant, green garden.

Outside the garden, a middle-aged man with a resolute face, but no lack of handsomeness, with slightly white temples, his eyes were full of anger, and his right hand behind his back was crunched, and he was obviously extremely angry.

Even the cold wind outside could not make the anger in his heart lessen, and even the irritability was even worse!

Just because, his most beloved daughter and only daughter has not appeared in this small courtyard for three years.

Except for his own ancestors, no one has ever entered again.

What made him angry the most, but what he couldn't do was that the bastard who made his daughter so bold dared to come to the door to propose, but he couldn't do anything about it.

"Sir!"

Silently, an old man with crane hair and a childish face bent over and appeared three steps away.

"What's the matter?"

The young and middle-aged man took a breath, suppressed his anger, and slowly turned around.

"There's an invitation!"

The old man held a gilded invitation in both hands and handed it over respectfully.

"Is it the king of Nandao County, or those sects?"

The middle-aged man asked casually, not even glancing, but his brows furrowed even deeper.

In his opinion, it is nothing more than these big forces who want to come to find out his tone and tell his family or a certain handsome Tianjiao that he can marry his daughter home.

As for the real purpose, isn't it to seize the Linghu family's property, and half of the foundation of the Hanxiao Pavilion?

Hmph, is he really confused?

"Master, let's take a look!"

The old man smiled bitterly, and his already bent waist was even more rickety, as if he couldn't bear the pressure of this small invitation.

The middle-aged brows frowned slightly, and he took the invitation casually and looked at it, the name of the thorn on it was no different from the usual, but the corner of his eye swept to the signature below, and his hand trembled violently, like a hot potato.

If it weren't for the good concentration and good enough cultivation, I almost threw it out.

"That's that Wu?"

The middle-aged man asked subconsciously.

"Exactly!"

The old man said in a low voice.

"Good boy, you dare to kick your nose in the face, really I make no one in the fox family?"

The middle-aged man hated a word, and the fingers holding the invitation were slightly white, obviously angry.

The old man was silent, and said in his heart that there was really no one in the Linghu family, otherwise why would there be such a predicament?

But as a loyal servant, this is never able to be spoken, not even a single word can be shown on his face, even if the thought just arises, it is gone after a turn in his heart!

"Hmph, the old man's dignified lord of the Hanxiao Pavilion, he said please, what is the face of the old man? Let him come by himself!"

The middle-aged man was cold, and casually threw the invitation into the old man's arms.

It turned out that he was the master of the contemporary Hanxiao Pavilion and the master of the Linghu family - Linghu Zhan.

This old man is naturally a loyal servant who has served the head of the family for several generations!

"Sir!"

Ling Fox Artemisia seemed to have expected it, gently smoothed the invitation, and said, "The person who sent the invitation said that if the master doesn't go, the matter will be announced to the world." ”

"What's the matter? He still wants to blackmail the old man...... What?"

Ling Hu Zhan smiled disdainfully, and then his old face stiffened, and he suddenly turned blue, and said in a cold voice, "Vertical Zi'an dares to bully me like this?"

"Sir!"

Ling Fox's waist was about to bend at a ninety degree angle, wrinkling his old face, and said bitterly, "He really dares!"

"Hmph!

Linghu Zhan stared at the invitation for a long time, stomped his feet with hatred, and brushed his sleeves away.

Ling Fox Artemisia breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly followed, and quietly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead that he didn't know existed, and a hanging heart finally fell back into his stomach.

As a loyal servant of the Linghu family, he is also a side branch, and he is loyal, and he knows better what the so-called 'that thing' is.

Although it is really publicized, the fox family will become a laughing stock, not to mention, and it will become a mortal enemy with that person, but the key people are not afraid, and they don't even care!

Even the temples couldn't surrender, and they dared to use the realm of the great grandmaster to force the power of the holy realm, and they succeeded.

With such an existence, who dares not to be afraid of three points?

It's just that this kind of thing is not good to say, after all, he is a half-saint, and he is the master of the Hanxiao Pavilion, the head of the Linghu family, he was threatened by a junior, and there is no way to do it, it is really a shame.

But what can be done?

You can't just watch people ruin your daughter's reputation, right?

So, Ling Hu Zhan dressed up in disguise, and quietly left the Cold Night Pavilion to go to the banquet under the escort of his old servant!

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Hanjiang City, built near the Hanjiang River, one of the branches of the Tianlong River, is also one of the main cities of the South Road of the Central Tang River, and is also the closure of the Hanxiao Pavilion.

As one of the most prosperous main cities in the Tang Dynasty, every day we welcome the heroes who are sent to the world, the south and the north, but none of them dare to make trouble here.

Just because, this place is built according to the Hanxiao Pavilion!

Who dares to make a mistake?

Therefore, no one thought that anyone would dare to threaten the Lord of the Hanxiao Pavilion to come to the banquet, and it was in the Hanxiao Pavilion's own industry - Hanjiang Tower!

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In front of the building, the master and servant did not make any stops, and according to the invitation, they went up to the top floor by themselves.

Fortunately, even in the midst of anger, the excellent tutor also allowed Ling Hu Zhan to maintain a good self-cultivation and knocked on the door.

The door was opened by a tall and sturdy old man with a slightly dark complexion, loyal and honest.

Linghu Zhan recognized that this person was the old man who came to ask for marriage with that bastard a few months ago, and even directly gave a dowry and claimed to be a housekeeper.

Moreover, his cultivation is not weak, and he is only a step lower than him in the second realm and a half-saint.

"Humph!"

Ling Hu Zhan glared at him angrily, and then went straight inside, and saw a thin figure standing next to the window, revealing perseverance and loneliness.

It's just that when the man turned around, all that was left was a warm smile, which made people feel like a spring breeze, and they couldn't help but feel good.

But that's all, after all, whoever threatens his daughter's name will not be able to have a good face as a father.

"Hmph, it's really better to be famous than to meet, it's better to meet than to be famous, the King of Freedom who never wanted to be famous in Shenzhou is such a person who doesn't know the number of etiquette!"

No matter how good Ling Hu Zhan is, he can't help but be sarcastic.

"Uncle is angry, the little nephew has just arrived, and there are many inconveniences, and he will inevitably cause trouble to his uncle if he takes the liberty of visiting, so he can only make this decision, please!"

Wu Ming bowed his hand and stretched out his hand to lead.

Ling Hu Zhan's face finally looked a little better, he didn't hold it up, he sat down dryly, but there was also a trace of pride in his heart.

Anyway, this young man in front of him is also a murderer who even a saint dares to be tough, although his actions are not very authentic, but he finally saves face, otherwise he really doesn't know how to deal with it.

After all, it can't be threatened, and it may not be beaten, so the hob meat is helpless!

It's just that after sitting down, he can't feel good, although he is the contemporary pavilion master of Hanxiao Pavilion, his cultivation is not top-notch, but he is also a famous scribe, and he also knew Lu Jiuyuan when he was young, otherwise he would have known what to do!

But now that I came to the banquet, there was nothing on the table except for a bright silver cauldron lid, and the kid in front of him didn't know how to be polite?

"I took the liberty to invite my uncle to come, the little nephew came in a hurry, I didn't prepare, there was only an occasional delicacy, please taste it!"

Wu Ming smiled and clapped his hands.

"Delicacies, dragon liver and phoenix gall, or elixir and jade liquid?"

Linghu Zhan said with a cold face.

"Hehe, this delicacy of the little nephew needs to be eaten in a special way to taste its deliciousness!"

Wu Ming smiled slightly, pointed to the cups, plates and bowls that Ao Lu had placed, and said, "The snow lotus mud of the Tianshan Mountains, the fire Gu wine of the southern Xinjiang, and the Xuanyin stone of the northern underworld, as the so-called food is not tired of being fine, and I also invite my uncle to taste it." ”

As he spoke, he lifted the lid of the bright silver pot, the cold mist hit his face, there was a hidden sound of waves, and the fragrance was fragrant, and it was a three-foot golden red carp, with his cheeks and mouth moving, and he was not dead.

Linghu Zhan instinctively frowned, did he want to eat it alive, when he was a demon who drank blood?

With his eyesight, how can he not see that this carp is rich in blood and has hidden dragon energy, it is a rare alien species, and it is definitely the best dish material.

But if you want him to eat it raw, it's really a little unpalatable.

"The name of this dish is fish and dragon sashimi, and it is a wonderful matchless, and the little nephew does not dare to be good at it, uncle, please!"

Wu Ming pointed like a sword, slashing through the gap between the fish scales the size of the ichthyosaur's thumb belly, and two pieces of fish flesh that were as crystal as jade and as thin as cicada wings fell on the cold Xuanyin stone.

Then, pick it up with jade chopsticks, dip it in snow lotus mud, and then fire Gu wine, send it to your mouth and chew it slowly, the aftertaste is endless, and it makes people appetizing.