Shushan faction, in front of the gate of the council hall.

This council hall is the important place of the Shushan faction, and all major decisions in Shushan are made here, and in a crisis like now, the council hall has naturally become the focus of everyone.

And the guards in front of the gate were actually served by two martial artists, which also showed that the Shushan party attached great importance to this conference.

Li Chengfeng took Qu Lingge to the door of the council hall, looked at the two high-spirited martial artists, and couldn't help but take a deep breath, not afraid, but excited in his heart.

"Idiot, brother, I'll take the lead, you just follow me obediently..."

After Li Chengfeng finished speaking, without waiting for Qu Lingge to agree, he walked straight to the two martial artists.

Qu Lingge hurriedly followed, for fear of falling.

The Wuzun on the left, who had a mustache under his chin, saw the two of them walking towards this side, seeing that their outfits did not look like the level of the hall master, and their age was not as old as the weak crown, he couldn't help but show a trace of coldness in his eyes, and raised his hand to stop the two:

"Two, wait..."

And the red-faced Wuzun on the right obviously noticed it, and he was even more angry, "Idle people can't wait to enter the council hall!"

Li Chengfeng retracted the half leg he stepped out, stood up straight, looked left and right, and deliberately coughed lightly, "I'm not an 'idle' person, don't the two Taoist friends know me Li Chengfeng?"

The red-faced Wuzun originally wanted to drink back the two, but he didn't expect that the thin monkey who took the lead would be ashamed, and suddenly his eyebrows straightened, and he immediately became angry:

"Hmph, the only son of the master, the Demon King of the Mixed World is you, right? I advise you to stay in your Martial God Hall honestly, this is not a place for children to play at home..."

The mustachioed Wuzun stopped the red-faced Wuzun and didn't want him to continue, "Hehe... You are Li Chengfeng, the two of us naturally know... But there is an important meeting to be held in the council hall today, except for a few respected scattered immortals, and a few hall masters, the rest of the Shushan disciples are not allowed to enter..."

Li Chengfeng heard the two martial artists say this, but he didn't show a trace of anger, he raised his head, took out the jade plate from his arms in a hurry, and shook it in his hand:

"Look, two of you, this is the jade card of the hall master of the Martial God Hall, holding this jade card, you can fulfill the responsibility of the hall master... The two of us can go in, right?"

The mustache's eyes widened, and he repeatedly confirmed that this jade plate was indeed genuine, frowned, thought about it, and then showed a smile, "Although Daoyou holds the jade plate of the Martial God Hall, the previous hall master Xu Dabeard is not in Shushan, and the two of us can't confirm that it was handed over to Daoyou by him personally... In this case, I will immediately go into the council hall to tell the Smoker Ancestor and let him make a decision..."

Li Chengfeng nodded, "That's fine, you report quickly, the time of the two of us is very precious..."

The mustache nodded in response, gave the red face a special look, and hurried into the council hall.

The red face was disdainful of the mustache's instructions, he obviously didn't think that Li Chengfeng and the others could set off any big waves, and the council hall was an important place in Shushan, and the ancestor of the smoker, as the main person, would definitely not let these two boys with hair not yet grow into it.

Of course, Li Chengfeng also felt the unkindness of his red face, he paced left and right, and suddenly turned his head and whispered to Qu Lingge, "Idiot, let me ask you, when ordinary people feel ashamed, will their faces become different?"

"It's usually red... Why do you ask this..."Qu Lingge replied casually, but he didn't know what medicine Li Chengfeng was selling in his stomach.

"That's it, look at the red-faced eldest brother, his face has been red, I'm afraid that he has done something wrong, and he is ashamed of himself, haha..."

Li Chengfeng covered his stomach and laughed, while Qu Lingge couldn't help but glance at the red-faced Wuzun, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The red-faced Wuzun obviously listened to Li Chengfeng's words in his ears, and suddenly trembled with anger, and the red-faced face added a bit of black halo, and it turned into a sauce red. He couldn't help it, his eyes widened, he stepped forward, and shouted angrily:

"Li Chengfeng, don't deceive people too much, make fun of my face! Don't rely on your father to be in charge, you can do nonsense... How can the Martial God Hall be a shameful thing, Zhao Lingfeng raped and killed a female disciple, and he died innocently, and his apprentices are all waste!"

Hearing this, Li Chengfeng's eyes suddenly showed murderous intent, Zhao Lingfeng was the former hall master of the Martial God Hall, and his death could not be arranged by others.

With an arrow step, Li Chengfeng took out the "Broken Dream" and placed it in front of the red-faced Wuzun, revealing a ruthless color:

"You can say one more thing?"

The red-faced Martial Venerable was not afraid at all, he deliberately straightened up, showing a look of disdain, "Martial Master, what can you ?...do to me?"

As he was talking, there was a sound of broken footsteps behind the red-faced Wuzun, but it was the mustachioed Wuzun who rushed over.

"Senior brother, don't be rude!"

The mustachioed Wuzun was in the middle of the two of them, showing an apologetic expression, and looked at Li Chengfeng, "The Smoker Ancestor has agreed to Li Chengfeng and the two of them to go in to discuss the matter, two of you, please..."

The red-faced Wuzun was taken aback, he obviously didn't expect that the Smoker Ancestor would actually agree to these two hairy boys entering this hall.

With a cold snort, Li Chengfeng put away the broken dream, deliberately tidied up his clothes, and showed a little smugness, "Since the ancestor agreed, you two still don't get out of the way?"

The mustache was stunned for a moment, and quickly pulled the red face that had not recovered at this time to stand to the side, and made a "please" gesture.

Li Chengfeng nodded, gave Qu Lingge a look, and the two strode up the high steps.

Seeing the two of them walking away, he looked at the backs of the two of them with a red face, and snorted, "The villain has a ... ambition"

The mustache looked at his junior brother and couldn't help but shake his head secretly, but he saw the Divine Soldier Hall Master and the Divine Beast Camp Master walking towards them in the distance, and immediately tugged at the corner of the red-faced clothes, and the two resumed their previous standing posture.

"Lu Lao, you are so old, and you still have to participate in the meeting, it's really hard..."Lu Yidao complimented.

"In the autumn of life and death in Shushan, as the owner of the Divine Beast Camp, I must contribute to it... It's your Divine Soldier Hall, this autumn hunt has suffered heavy losses... Master Lu must mourn and change..."

Lu Mengyin is old, and his steps are unsteady, but at this time, he is supported by Lu Yidao and walks to the meeting hall, "Alas... Life and death are fateful, I admit it with a knife, the demon clan is so rampant, I will definitely let them pay for their blood debts and blood..."

Unconsciously walked up to the two guards, and the mustache and red face respectfully made way for the two hall masters:

"Welcome to the Lord of the Lu Camp and the Lord of the Lu Hall to participate in the Shushan Conference..."

The two nodded, and were about to walk up the steps, but they heard a "poof~" sound from the side of the red face, like the sound of a fart, and at the same time a burst of stink came out of his buttocks.

Lu Yidao and Lu Meng were stunned, and at the same time frowned and looked at the red-faced Wuzun.

And the red-faced Wuzun hadn't figured out what was going on, and showed a puzzled look. The mustache instantly understood, and he pulled his red face to compensate the two elders:

"The discomfort of the junior brother's food in the morning offended the two hall masters, it's really damned..."

The red-faced Wuzun turned the corner at this time, but the fart was indeed not put by himself, and he was about to explain, but he was glared back by the mustache coldly. He was suddenly speechless, and his red face became even more ugly.

"Alas... As a disciple of Shushan, it is necessary to pay attention to rituals and rites..."

Lu Meng stroked his beard, shook his head secretly, dropped this sentence, and left with Lu Yidao.

When the two hall masters walked away, the red face and mustache dared to straighten up.

"Senior brother, I really didn't put that fart... Now it's over, I have become such a rude person in the eyes of Lu Lao and Lu Tang Master, how can I stand on Shushan?"

The red face showed an anxious look and complained to his senior brother.

But the mustache showed a hint of suspicion, and what the red face said would not be false, that is, someone did it on purpose.

He turned Redface around, fumbled around his waist, and pulled out a gadget from his belt, a trap bug that presumably caused the prank.

"It turned out to be it... All right... It must have been that when Li Chengfeng confronted me, he stuffed it into my waist while I wasn't paying attention... This kid is so hateful, I'm going to give him a little color!"

The red face showed a look of indignation, but the mustache gave him a slap on the head, "Senior brother, Li Chengfeng's reputation as the Demon King of the Mixed World is not for nothing, you must not trouble him again, I don't want to be dragged down by you!"

The red face covered the sore spot and looked at his senior brother in confusion.

"That Li Chengfeng is now in the council hall, and his status is even more transcendent, I vaguely feel that this son will be unlimited in the future... Senior brother, you must not judge people in the future..."

The mustache said, glancing at the council hall, and at this moment, the morning bell rang, and in less than a quarter of time, the meeting was about to begin.