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Of course, he knew the bad luck of the Maitreya Sect to find the Holy Maiden of the Ming Sect, and he also knew that the people sent by the Holy Maiden to ask for help were captured alive by the Maitreya Sect, and he also knew that the Holy Maiden was now looking forward to saving her from fire and water!

However, he just sat leisurely in the study and waited for the guests to drink tea.

Even if Han Lin'er and Ling Shuang collided outside the door like two headless flies, he was as steady as Mount Tai and did not move.

At noon today, Ling Shuang ran into the bedroom without a head, lifted Han Lin'er's quilt, and cried and begged: "Han Lang! Let Daddy send troops! One step later, I'm afraid my master's life will not be guaranteed! ”

After Ling Shuang learned that the Maitreya Sect had mobilized a large number of sect members to surround the Bright Moon Pavilion, she was anxious, for fear that her master would make a mistake.

She is the eldest disciple of the Holy Maiden, although she is jealous of her ability and has a poor character, but her affection for the master is true. Therefore, after hearing that the Maitreya Sect was besieging Mingyue Pavilion, he immediately came to Han Lin'er for help.

If she had known that her master was in trouble, she would have rushed back to rescue her as soon as possible. But now it's different, she is not only the eldest disciple of the Holy Maiden, but also Han Lin'er's daughter-in-law.

Obeying the father at home and marrying the husband are the rules that a wife should abide by.

Han Lin'er was carried back to the secret realm since that day after his arm was twisted endlessly on the Xunyang Tower, and before the injury was treated, he was severely reprimanded by his father, and his mood was depressed and difficult to stretch.

When he returned home last night, Han Lin'er was drunk again, and he slept until noon and did not wake up, when Ling Shuang rushed into the room to beg, he was still lingering in the gentle township. was disturbed by Qingmeng, and inevitably felt irritated in his heart, and scolded: "It's early in the morning! What to panic about! Your man isn't dead yet! ”

Ling Shuang hurriedly told the story of the Maitreya Sect surrounding the Mingyue Pavilion and forcing the Holy Maiden to surrender!

"Han Lang! Right now, only Daddy can save Mingjiao! No matter what, I have to ask my father to send troops! ”

After listening to Ling Shuang's words, Han Lin'er was scared into a cold sweat, and even the wine woke up ten points!

As the saying goes, it's not about yourself, it's about yourself!

Han Lin'er has received a clear reply from the Holy Maiden, and will secretly elect him as the little Ming King of the Ming Sect, and then follow the Holy Maiden to familiarize himself with the religious affairs, and when he can be in charge alone, the Holy Maiden will hold a succession ceremony and let him officially take over the Ming Sect!

Han Lin'er has always been ambitious, and he naturally knows what it means to control the Ming Sect in his own capacity!

Under the sincere temptation of the saint, Han Lin'er's head quickly sketched a magnificent blueprint!

He fantasized that he would control the Ming Sect, inherit the White Lotus Sect, and then annex the Maitreya Sect with both soft and hard methods! Become the overlord of the rivers and lakes in the secret realm of Lushan, unifying the three religions! After that, he can rely on the power of the three religions to hold high the banner of the Yuan, sweep the world, reshape the world, restore the Han land, and achieve a hegemony through the ages!

However, if the Ming Sect is annexed by the Maitreya Sect, won't his great cause of hegemony be stillborn?

"No! I must go to my father right away! Even if you get a few scoldings, you have to protect Mingjiao! ”

Han Lin'er hurriedly got out of bed, took a piece of clothing and draped it on his body, and without washing, he dragged Ling Shuang to Han Shantong's residence.

But when he arrived, he was stopped by the guards.

The guard said, "The sect master is meeting guests, no one is allowed to disturb him!" Violators will be severely punished! ”

Han Shantong was very strict in his teachings, and the guards were loyal to their duties, no matter how clever Han Lin'er was, they just wouldn't let him go.

Han Lin'er hung one arm, angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to attack.

In Han Shantong's study, the fragrance of tea is overflowing. At this time, he was sitting cross-legged in front of the coffee table, cooking tea with one person, and talking about the heroes of the world!

Han Shantong ordered a bowl of tea with his own hands and handed it to the man: "This tea is a dragon roast from the previous dynasty, and there are not many surviving generations, so it is specially left for you to taste!" ”

The man's face was like a beautiful jade, with a gorgeous crown and beautiful clothes, and his eyes lit up after hearing the word "dragon baking". You're not welcome, just pick up the tea cup and savor it.

"The nose and tongue can't be left, and the dream soul flies in the middle of the night."

The man shook his head and sighed in praise, then drank the tea, smacked his lips, felt that it was not enjoyable enough, pushed the tea cup forward, and said cheekily: "Master, change the big bowl!" It's not enjoyable to drink like this~"

Han Shantong laughed and said: "Futong~ If others don't know, they will definitely treat you as a mountain villager!" The momentum of this cow drinking famous tea, where does it look like a rich son! ”

Liu Futong didn't care and said: "Money is just dung!" What does it have to do with conduct? The rich don't have to be elegant, the poor don't have to be vulgar, it's best to be carefree! Just like this dragon bake, no matter how little it exists, it is just a thirst-quenching thing, if it can't make people feel refreshed, even if it is a dragon liver and phoenix marrow, what is the use? ”

Han Shantong laughed: "Pity my half-cake dragon baking, ruined by you ignorant guy!" He said the most so, but he still happily poured him a big glass!

Liu Futong closed his eyes and slowly sniffed the fragrance of tea, and said: "With this smell, you will live up to the value of this half cake dragon baking!" After speaking, he raised his neck and drank this fine dragon roast as a big bowl of tea and cow!

In the study, Liu Futong asked Han Shantong: "Sect Master, do you really want to let the Maitreya Sect do it?" ”

Han Shantong said: "The Holy Maiden of the Ming Sect is by no means an idle person, if she really makes a move, Peng Yingyu may not be able to bargain!" ”

Liu Futong was worried: "But the Maitreya Sect is powerful, I'm afraid..."

Han Shantong said: "Don't worry, the saint has not been idle all these years, she has hidden a dead soldier in private, and it is time to see the sun!" ”

Liu Futong laughed: "I hope she won't disappoint the sect leader!" ”

Han Lin'er's voice came from outside the door: "I do have something important to ask to see my father!" ”

Han Lin'er's tone seemed very urgent, he had been wandering at the door for a long time like a headless fly, Ling Shuang on the side was secretly crying, he finally couldn't help it, and asked again.

The guards were still loyally carrying out Han Shantong's orders, and reassured: "Young Master, the sect leader is meeting guests, no one is allowed to disturb him!" ”

"This matter is a matter of life and death in the secret realm! Don't delay! Han Lin'er deliberately raised her voice to express her urgent mood and tried to let her father hear it.

"It's better to report it quickly, in case of a major delay, the sect leader will blame, it's not good!" He threatens the guards with very kind words.

The guard just smiled, he was Han Shantong's close confidant, so he naturally understood the sect leader's intentions, and said with a smile: "Young master, don't embarrass your subordinates." The sect leader has an order, even if the sky falls, he can't be disturbed, otherwise the canon will punish him! ”

Han Lin'er was unhappy when she saw him so unenlightened. I want to break through, but I don't have the courage.

A few days ago, he attacked Han Shantong on the Xunyang Tower despite his face, but broke an arm, and was severely reprimanded by Han Shantong after returning to the secret realm, if it wasn't for his mother's desperate protection, Han Lin'er would probably be killed.

Therefore, although he was the identity of the young master, he did not dare to disobey his father's order, so he could only retreat into the courtyard and continue to wander left and right like an ant on a hot pot.

Liu Futong drank another bowl of tea and said, "It's the young master." ”

Han Shantong sank his face: "Hmph! ”

Liu Fudao: "Sect Master, are you too strict with the young master?" ”

Han Shantong smiled: "Futong, except for you, no one in the sect dares to talk to me like this." ”

Liu Futong stretched out his hand and slapped himself in the mouth, and pretended to have no skin and no face: "Break your mouth, and talk nonsense~Drink tea and drink tea~"

Han Shantong laughed, without a trace of blame at all.

With a creak, the guard pushed the door open.

Han Shantong's face was gloomy: "What's the matter!" ”

The guard took two steps to his side and whispered a few words.

Han Shantong was shocked: "Really? ”

The guard said, "It's true! ”

Han Shantong got up and said anxiously: "Futong sit down, I'll go to the Mingjiao General Altar!" ”