At night, Yu Lingfeng, whose excitement gradually calmed down, hid the transformation table in the room, but he was called to the lobby of the West Courtyard to eat a long dragon meal, looking at the strange eyes of those relatives, the relatives who had a son were alienated from him, and the relatives who had a daughter even protected their daughters behind him, as if he could devour people at a glance, avoiding him like a plague.

Mo Changkong is also used to seeing this scene, but today's Mo Changyun is surprisingly quiet, he did not say anything to provoke his relatives, nor did he tease the children of his relatives, he sat alone beside his father, and after taking two sips of wine, he choked and vomited.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thanks to the connections of your relatives and friends, I, Mo Changkong, have recently made a few big deals, and a special long dragon banquet is set up to disperse joy," Mo Changkong sat in the position of the leader in the lobby,

Looking all the way, from the inside of the hall to the outside of the hall are full of banquets, there are many fragrant incense burners in the center of the banquet, and there are countless relatives who come to the banquet, looking at Mo Changkong's eyes are mostly admired, but when looking at Yu Lingfeng's gaze, there is a trace of disgust hidden somewhat.

"What kind of order, it makes the four heads of the family so happy, and it makes everyone happy when they say it!" The relatives below began to ask questions impatiently, but Mo Changkong smiled and held a goblet to solve his doubts one by one.

Yu Lingfeng looked around, but saw the woman in white on the other side, the two eyes were staggered, the latter's eyes were like thunderbolts, which made him tremble involuntarily, but he saw that the other party showed a sneer,

"Hey, who is this woman?" Yu Lingfeng was defeated by her gaze, but he didn't admit defeat and locked his gaze again, swept up wantonly, and looked at the other party, finally making the other party a little unhappy,

"What are you looking at?" The elegant voice was covered by the bustling long dragon banquet, and a man and a woman confronted a table of wine, flesh, melons and fruits through the trace of green smoke coming out of the incense burner.

"Of course, it's the kind that looks at the scenery, the kind that is pleasing to the eye," Yu Lingfeng said that he didn't like to drink, but at this time, he drank dry,

The woman in white painted a cyan Dan furnace on her body, with a cold face, she took the wine glass and drank it in one gulp, and then continued to pour it full, and said disrespectfully: "The fourth young master of the Mo family's waste wood, I thought I was blind, but now I see it is only worthy of the name." ”

"Whatever you want, but I want to thank you for helping me," Yu Lingfeng raised his wine glass and gave a slight gesture, and drank it dry, Mo Changkong returned to his seat, and saw his son drinking and chatting with the woman in white, and immediately looked at his son in surprise and then looked at her,

However, he reacted in an instant, and introduced enthusiastically: "This is a disciple of a friend of my father's Danfu Mountain, but a decent immortal cultivator, just when they went down the mountain to do business, my father invited her to investigate the cause of the poisoning incident,"

"What do you call it?" Yu Lingfeng filled a glass of wine and looked at the other party, the woman in white seemed to be reluctant to say more, and looked at Mo Changkong, as if to blame him for revealing too much, Mo Changkong smiled awkwardly: "Son, people are immortal cultivators, and many things are difficult for us mortals to touch, don't ask more, drink a bar! Haha,"

Mo Changkong looked at his son as if he had some meaning for the female disciple, but he was helpless in his heart, not to mention that the other party would have a deep friendship with his son's reputation, even if he changed to the daughter of an ordinary family, he would not dare to do it.

"Okay, in that case, drink..."Yu Lingfeng raised his wine glass and drank it dry, his face changed uncertainly, and he seemed to burn his throat a little,

"Fourth brother, what kind of happy event is so grand?" Here, a middle-aged strong man with a scar on the left side of his face, wearing a gray robe, led a group of people into the lobby of the West Courtyard.

"Haha, it turned out to be the second brother, the second brother is good! Come and sit here!" Mo Changkong laughed and got up to greet him, there were more than thirty people, no more, no less, but all of them were tall and strong men, which made people dare not look at them directly.

"A few orders from the surrounding towns, compared to the second brother's big deal, they are insignificant!" Mo Changkong welcomed the other party into the lobby with a humble face, gave way to his son's side, and let the second brother sit in the lobby.

The middle-aged man smiled and said without smiling, his big sleeves swept and sat in the position of the dragon head and looked down at everyone, his sharp eyes searched everyone, starting from Yu Lingfeng's face, with a trace of disdain, and finally the woman in white stared at her and then smiled: "Fourth brother, this is very good-looking?"

"Oh, she's a disciple of a friend of mine, an immortal cultivator," Mo Changkong's tone hardened a little when he said this,

The middle-aged man nodded indifferently, and then took out a few sheepskin rolls from his arms and said in a deep voice: "I don't want to ruin your jubilant atmosphere today, but my brother is settling accounts, my unsuccessful son won all the right to sit in the West Courtyard in the gambling game, brother, I am here to remind you today, my people will move in in three days, I hope you are ready,"

"Ahh

"The West Courtyard is the territory of the four masters, how can it be zoned as a gambling game! Hmph, surface brothers!"

"It's over! Wouldn't we be homeless in that case? No, it doesn't count at all!"

The middle-aged man got up and raised his hand to press down, and smiled sarcastically: "Don't count? The contents of these parchment scrolls are all transfer agreements, which clearly state that the ownership of the property of the West Courtyard is transferred to the winner, and they are all signed by the fourth nephew! You have raised a good son, hahahaha!"

Mo Changkong's face froze, obviously he didn't know what was going on, he took two steps forward and opened the sheepskin roll, and suddenly glared at the other party with angry eyes: "You deceive people too much, how can you be so calculating between brothers! You are still not my second brother?"

Fourth brother, I advise you to move out as soon as possible, second brother, I am for your own good, so let's leave you five percent of your property, so that you will not eat dirt," the scar-faced middle-aged man said a lively long dragon banquet that instantly quieted down.

Yu Lingfeng's face was flat, and he clasped his hands and confronted each other: "Heh, you want to blackmail my father, what kind of thing are you, your second uncle has done it as a pig, right? Look at you, you are tall and big, but you are a monkey head and pig brain!"

"Hmm, what are you talking about?" The middle-aged man thought that he had misheard, and he didn't react for a while, along with everyone, but in an instant, it was a commotion, Yu Lingfeng's-for-tat words made everyone unbelievable, a guy who usually spends all day drinking and doing all kinds of evil, and didn't dare to raise the face of his elders when he met him, was the first to jump out.

The middle-aged man finally reacted, and his eyes condensed into a coercion: "Presumptuous, so disrespectful, is it the tone of communication with the elders?"

"I'm sorry, I only respect the kindness of my parents and gods, not pigs and dogs," Yu Lingfeng was also angry, and the murderer behind the poisoning of Zhang Zhou was the middle-aged man in front of him, and now he came out again and wanted to occupy the West Courtyard with a pale contract, which was inevitably a bit desperate.

"Boy, have you eaten the gall of a bear's heart and a leopard? You dare to speak to your second uncle like this, aren't you afraid that your uncle will punish you with three hundred buttocks?" The middle-aged man's face was a little unbearable, and he was extremely unhappy to let a junior accuse him like this.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a hooked nose of about fifty walked into the door, holding two walnuts, his eyes were a little unhappy, and he said coldly: "Second brother, are you full of food and have nothing to do?" Or do you have tumors in your brains and your IQ has grown to tumors?"

"Yo, big brother, aren't I joking with the fourth brother, I didn't expect this junior dog to jump off the wall in a hurry, how could I really annex the West Courtyard," the middle-aged man was still a little stressed in the face of this hook-nosed eldest brother, and immediately changed his vicious face, got up and laughed, and tore the parchment rolls to pieces,

The middle-aged man turned to look at Mo Changkong, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "Hahaha, the second brother is just joking with you, look at what kind of expression you have, your son has to educate and educate well, if he should be beaten, he will cause a big disaster that he shouldn't cause when he goes out one day.... Hahaha, let's go!"

As soon as the man waved, the entourage got up and left, the hook-nosed eldest brother watched this scene coldly, came to the position of the dragon, and shouted in a slightly high tone: "Mo Xingzhuang, you listen to me, my Mo family has been declining since the ancestor disappeared from the battle against Muhai, and if it continues to be divided in such internal fighting, sooner or later, the ancestor will have group training, from now on, for my Mo family, we must actively train their respective heirs, if there is someone who can build a foundation, it will be the pillar of the Mo family in the future, and I will do everything to cultivate!"

"Joke, Zhuji? You are telling everyone that your precious son is about to build a foundation, right?" The middle-aged man named Mo Xingzhuang stroked his short hair, sneered and left the moment,

"The future of the family needs immortal cultivators to be in charge, only by cultivating excellent powerhouses can we continue to protect my Mo family's business of making pills and selling pills, don't make excuses for your incompetence," When he said this, the big master with a hooked nose glanced at Yu Lingfeng, and his eyes seemed to tell him: "You waste wood, it's you,"