Stepping through the door were two old men in Tsing Yi.

The two old men in Tsing Yi had a playful smile on their faces, and their hands were behind their backs, with a vague old-fashioned arrogance.

Liu Ling also saw that these three people were not good, and immediately asked Fengling, who was looking uncertain on the side, "Wind Hall Master, who are these two people?"

Feng Ling's face became a little solemn, and he said in a low voice: "Mo Yan, the leader of the Qingyun City and Lion Snow City Poetry Guild, Han Yun!"

Liu Ling's body froze when he listened.

Qingyun City, Lion Snow City and Tianshuang City are adjacent to each other, and they are also the lowest yellow-level cities among the four levels of Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang in the Nine Abyss Country.

However, the relationship between Tianfrost City and these two cities does not seem to be very good, and there has always been some secret friction.

And those two cities are the presidents of the guild, why did they suddenly come to Shixiang Pavilion today?

Liu Ling was also a little confused, and turned to Fengling to ask.

"Does the Wind Hall Master know why they're here?"

Feng Ling's expression was suddenly not very good-looking, and he said in a deep voice: "Now that the strength of our Poetry Guild has been greatly damaged and falling apart, these three people probably want to take advantage of the fire to rob and come for the sake of the Poetry Pavilion......"

"Coming for the Shixiang Pavilion?"

"Well, Originally, Tianfrost City and those two cities were both lowest-level yellow-level cities, and the background of the Poetry Guild should be similar.

However, we have a treasure that they have always coveted, and that is this Shixiang Pavilion!"

"Shixiang Pavilion?" Liu Ling was suddenly confused.

"Well, it should be more accurate to say that it should be the poetry beast robbery in the Shixiang Pavilion!"

Seeing that Liu Ling was a little confused, Feng Ling then explained: "Although Tianshuang City is a yellow-level city, hundreds of years ago, there was a great poet who amazed the entire Jiuyuan Kingdom!

He was also the first president of the Poetry Guild of Frost City. The poetry beast robbery in the Poetry Pavilion is exactly what he left!

At that time, his poems shook the Nine Abyss Kingdom, and his strength was also rare, and then he spent a lot of financial and material resources to lay down the poetry beast tribulation here.

Entering the Poetry Beast Tribulation, the poetic soul of each poem can be condensed into a beast form with the help of an ancient secret technique inside, and has a powerful attack power.

Moreover, although the poetry beast robbery is extremely dangerous, as long as it can be survived safely, the meditation sense of poetry will be greatly increased, and the ability to write poems and lyrics can also improve by leaps and bounds.

Therefore, for poets, this is definitely a dream gem!

Many great poets are willing to spend a lot of money to break through the poetry beast.

Even the famous poem Saint Wantian of Jiuyuan Country now left a popular "Ancient Yin" in it!

And with the help of the ancient secret techniques in the Poetry Beast Tribulation, we can make the poetry soul have a powerful combat power, and few people dare to come to the Poetry Pavilion to be presumptuous.

Therefore, Shixiang Pavilion is one of the few important places that we are proud of in Tianshuang City.

Several surrounding cities are red-eyed, and they have been trying in every possible way to fight the idea of Shixiang Pavilion.

However, in the past, when President Gu Cang and the four elders were there, Shixiang Pavilion could be said to be extremely prosperous, and Qingyun City and Lion Snow City were also extremely jealous, and they did not dare to act rashly.

But now that people are gone, the poets are almost scattered, these guys are afraid that they want to forcibly seize the poetry beast and take the poetry pavilion for themselves!"

Hearing this, Liu Ling's pupils suddenly shrank.

He originally thought that becoming the president of the Poetry Guild would suddenly reach the pinnacle of his life, but he didn't expect so many situations to occur.

Now the previous president, Gu Cang, and the four elders have been transferred, and there are only less than thirty percent of the hall masters left.

The Poetry Guild can be said to be devastated, and only a mess remains.

Therefore, it was originally a good beauty difference, but now it has become a hot potato that everyone avoids!

However, as the president, Liu Ling naturally can't smear oil on the soles of his feet and slip away, otherwise he may have to drown in the spitting stars in the future.

Therefore, no matter what happens, Liu Ling can only bite the bullet.

After all, he's the president of the Poetry Guild!

Mo Yan and Han Yun glanced at Liu Ling lightly, and then walked straight to the seat of Shixiang Pavilion and sat down.

With a wave of his hand, the old man named Mo Yan joked: "Fengling, President Han and I are here in person, and Gu Cang will not come out to greet you, is this the hospitality of your Shixiang Pavilion?"

Looking at the demeanor of these two people, Feng Ling suddenly pursed his lips and sneered.

This old guy is really thick-skinned.

President Gu Cang was transferred, I'm afraid he already knew.

If President Gu Cang was still here, these two people would probably not even dare to enter the door of Shixiang Pavilion, let alone come here to show their prestige!

Feng Ling was just about to speak, but Liu Ling had already seen that he was not good, and immediately stepped forward.

"Shixiang Pavilion is naturally hospitable, but the two of them occupy the position of the host's house as soon as they come, I'm afraid it will be a loss of guest courtesy, right?"

The smiles on the faces of Mo Yan and Han Yun suddenly froze, and they glanced at Liu Ling condescendingly, stroked their beards and said, "Who are you?

Liu Ling's name can be said to be known to everyone, but these two have never seen Liu Ling's true appearance, so they don't recognize Liu Ling.

Feng Ling suddenly stepped forward and said, "This is President Liu, the new president of our Shixiang Pavilion, is it too much for the master to say two words?"

"What? will...... President!?"

The two of them held the teacups, and the tea in their mouths almost spurted out with laughter!

Nima: This Fengling didn't take the wrong medicine, why did he start talking nonsense?

This kid looks like a hanger, his hair hasn't grown, will he be the president of Shixiang Pavilion?

"Fengling, you're not sick in the brain, are you? This stunned young man is your president? Are you kidding the old man?"

Mo Yan and the others suddenly looked playful, crying and laughing.

At this time, Liu Ling put his hand into his arms, took out the president's token Tianshi Jinling, and showed it in front of the two of them.

"Heavenly Poetry Golden Order?"

Seeing Tianshi Jinling, the two of them were stunned.

The president of each city poetry guild has its own token, and this day Shijin is very familiar to them, and they definitely can't fake it.

"How could Tianshi Jinling be on this kid? Could this kid really ...... President?"

They also knew that Shixiang Pavilion had changed its president, so they dared to come.

But I didn't expect Tianshi Jinling to be on such a hairy boy......

Feng Ling immediately spoke: "President Liu has survived the Poetry Beast Tribulation, and now he is the new president, how can he be fake?"

Hearing this, Mo Yan and the two of them immediately blossomed.

"Fengling, no matter how green and yellow your Shixiang Pavilion is, you won't be able to catch ducks on the shelves, let a hairy boy be your president, right?

The vicissitudes of life of Mo Yan and the others couldn't help but twitch, and their faces were teasing.

Liu Ling was naturally not angry when he saw this, "I don't know why the two of you are here, if you are talking about cool things, then Shixiang Pavilion may have to send off guests!"

Moyan Han Yun glanced at Liu Ling and chuckled, "Boy, aren't you sick in the brain? These guys are rushing to the hospital in a hurry, what do you really think of yourself?"

The two also thought it was funny, and then stopped talking nonsense and went straight to the point: "Then we'll get straight to the point!"

Shixiang Pavilion is a treasure land, and the poetry beasts in it are extremely precious.

Such a treasure land is naturally capable of living in it, and now that you are scattered, it's time to hand over this poetry beast tribulation, right?"

Seeing these two people pick out, Feng Ling's pupils suddenly shrank.

It seems that what I expected was right, these two old guys took advantage of the fire to rob and robbed the poetry beast.

However, President Gu Cang and the four elders have already left, and the Shixiang Pavilion can be said to be scattered, and there is no room to compete with them at all!

Liu Ling spread his hands lightly and said: "The Poetry Beast Tribulation was originally created by the predecessors of my Tianfrost City Poetry Guild, and it is naturally owned by Tianfrost City, which was personally set by the headquarters of the Poetry Guild before.

If the two of you are red-eyed, you can go to the headquarters, as long as the headquarters agrees to hand over this place to you, we naturally have nothing to say!"

"You ......"

The two of them immediately opened their eyes and glared at Liu Ling.

The city they are in is the same as Heavenly Frost City, which is the lowest level of yellow-level cities.

Don't say it's them, even if it's the president of the Xuan-level City Poetry Guild, people won't necessarily look up at you when they get to the headquarters!

Who in the headquarters has the heart to bird them?

Therefore, with the identity of the two of them, I am afraid that they will not even be able to enter the gate when they reach the headquarters.

"Boy, don't you know what your situation is now? we don't tear your face now to save some face, don't know what to do!"

Liu Ling shrugged his shoulders slightly, "If you want to grab it, just do it, the territory of each poetry guild is divided by the headquarters personally, you dare to annex it arbitrarily, sue the headquarters, enough for you to drink a pot!"

Seeing Liu Ling's appearance of an old fritter who didn't eat oil and salt, the two suddenly wanted to kick Liu Ling in the face!

What's the matter, Shixiang Pavilion is mixed into this bird, what are you angry about?

However, what Liu Ling said is indeed true.

The division of the Poetry Guild's territory is determined by the headquarters!

If they dare to annex themselves, they will definitely not be able to eat and walk around.

Seeing that the two of them were speechless, Liu Ling said lightly: "In this case, if the two of you have nothing else to do, then you will not be far away!"

Seeing Liu Ling's smug appearance, the two of them immediately clenched their teeth, and then sneered: "We naturally have nothing to say about the division of the Poetry Guild's territory.

But with your miserable background now, do you think you are still qualified to stay in the Poetry Guild?"

After saying that, the corners of the two of them raised their mouths and looked up at the door.

At this moment, there was a "squeak", and the door was slowly pushed open.

An old man in gray and a sexy woman in purple slowly walked in.

Seeing the gray-clothed old man, Feng Ling's pupils suddenly shrank, and then a look of surprise appeared in his expression, and he muttered, "Xuan...... Xuan Lao!"