"Who are you, what's wrong with our Guanhai Pavilion?" the person who came looked at Ling Hao coldly, his momentum aggressive, as if he didn't take Ling Hao to heart at all.

"Sure enough, it's someone from Ten Mile Gallery. Ling Hao secretly slandered.

Although I don't know what the other party's cultivation is, since he is a person from Ten Mile Gallery, he has nothing to fear.

After all, it is a middle-level force, there is no top powerhouse in charge, and everyone together is not necessarily his opponent, if he is cowardly, then he is too cowardly.

After walking out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Ling Hao stood still in front of the woman, and said with a playful face: "When asking about the identity of others, shouldn't you register for your number first?"

"You don't know me?" the woman froze.

"Nonsense, who do you think you are? Think everyone knows you? You think you think too highly of yourself!" Ling Hao was speechless.

The woman rolled her eyes, didn't care, and said to herself: "My name is Li Qingqing, alias Qing Xuanzi, you call me Qing Xuanzi." ”

"It turned out to be Qing Xuanzi, disrespectful and disrespectful. Ling Hao fakely complimented him, and then said: "My name is Ling Hao, alias Grass Fly, you can just call me Grass Fly." ”

"Fly on the grass! You are the legendary Jiangyang thief flying on the grass!" Li Qingqing took two or three steps back.

"I'll go! Hu Xian's number can crash the car, it's too coincidental!" Ling Hao secretly couldn't laugh or cry.

Pretending to be a Jiang Yang thief didn't mean anything, and Ling Hao didn't want the things that the real grass Shangfei did to be inexplicably buckled on his head.

Yes, he hurriedly explained: "I'm just joking, do you think I look like the legendary Jiangyang thief?"

"Like! very similar!" Li Qingqing did not cooperate.

"Hawkers, Qing Xuanzi Daoyou, this is your fault, you can't even tell the truth from joking, how come your Ten Mile Gallery has such a talent as you?" Ling Hao complained to his face.

"Don't get close to me!" Li Qingqing snorted, "What did you do to our Guanhai Pavilion? Let me say it first, although the Guanhai Pavilion has been abandoned for many years, after all, it belongs to our Ten Mile Gallery, and it is not something that anyone can move if they want to!"

"I'll go, which eye of yours saw that I was close to you?" Ling Hao was dumbfounded, "That's what you see, now there is no Guanhai Pavilion here, only the Heavenly Dao Scripture Pavilion that belongs to me, if you don't accept it, you will hold it back!"

"You mean, you want to occupy our Ten Mile Gallery's Guanhai Pavilion?" Li Qingqing looked at Ling Hao with a cold gaze.

"It's not an occupation, there is no such thing as your so-called Guanhai Pavilion here, so how can you say that you want to occupy it?" Ling Hao was completely inappropriate.

Anyway, he is now worried about how to improve his reputation and that of the Heavenly Dao Scripture Pavilion, if the Ten Mile Gallery is willing to bump into the muzzle of the gun and conflict with him, then he can't ask for it.

"You're a man...... It's justified to forcibly occupy the property of our Ten Mile Gallery!" Li Qingqing was so angry that his chest rose and fell, "You wait, I will let you know the fate of going against our Ten Mile Gallery!"

After speaking, Li Qingqing took out a light yellow rune paper, like a walkie-talkie, and said as if no one was around.

Looks like it's calling someone!

"Sure enough, it's not the earth, and the way of talking to people is so peculiar!" Ling Hao muttered secretly.

At this time, Xu Yueqiong and Ji Xinlan also walked out.

"Senior, what's going on?" Xu Yueqiong asked in a whisper in Ling Hao's ear.

"This guy is from Ten Mile Gallery, and he said that this place is the property of their Ten Mile Gallery, well, after all, he is looking for trouble. Ling Hao said casually.

Xu Yueqiong's understanding of this world was far less than that of Ling Hao, but not long ago, she heard that the Reading Academy, the Ten Mile Gallery, and the Zuiyue Building were all very powerful.

Since it is a very powerful force coming to the door, there may be some trouble.

However, she believed in Ling Hao, believed in the Heavenly Dao Hidden Scripture Pavilion, even if it was the Ten Mile Gallery, she would definitely not be Ling Hao's opponent.

Soon, a middle-aged woman in a bright red dress came to Li Qingqing's side with two young women who were about the same age as Li Qingqing.

"Uncle He. Li Qingqing hurriedly stepped aside.

The middle-aged woman stood in front of Ling Hao, and then said: "My name is He Skirt, I have already heard about it, you want our Guanhai Pavilion and I can call the shots for you, but I have one condition." ”

"Hey, aren't you here to make trouble?" Ling Hao secretly couldn't laugh or cry, "This script is wrong!"

He also wanted to let the Ten Mile Gallery come to him for trouble, and then he used his strength to beat down all the people who came to find fault, and then this matter would spread, so that he and the reputation of the Heavenly Dao Scripture Pavilion could quickly increase.

Looking at the current posture, Ten Mile Gallery doesn't want to find fault at all, but wants to turn big things into small things?

After thinking for a moment, he spoke, "You talk about the conditions first." ”

Although he really wanted to use this to enhance his reputation and that of the Heavenly Dao Scripture Pavilion, this world was still too unfamiliar to him.

Until we get to the bottom of the world, it's better to have more than to have less.

As long as the other party's conditions are not excessive, it is not impossible to let the dispute settle.

He Skirt first glanced at Ling Hao, then at Xu Yueqiong and Ji Xinlan beside Ling Hao, and then said: "You should be very clear about the rules of our Ten Mile Gallery, if you want us to give up the Guanhai Shan Pavilion, we will come up with paintings that can be approved by me, otherwise everything will not be discussed!"

"You seem to be kidding me!" Ling Hao didn't know the way of painting at all, and the Heavenly Dao Scripture Pavilion only had books, no paintings, so it was impossible for him to get a painting that could be recognized by the other party.

I have never been afraid of the other party, and the reason why I want to reconcile is also because I think that more things are better than less things, since the other party's conditions are like this, then there is nothing to say, just do it.

I was about to refuse, but I found that the sleeves moved. Looking back, it was Ji Xinlan.

"Master, let me try. Ji Xinlan said softly.

"Yes, my apprentice can basically be said to be a genius in painting, if she comes to paint, she may not be able to paint a work that satisfies the other party. Ling Hao suddenly remembered the scene when he first met Ji Xinlan.

After a moment, he nodded and said, "In that case, then you can give it a try, but don't force it, we never need to be afraid of anyone!"

Ji Xinlan bowed her head slightly, didn't say anything, and turned around and entered the Scripture Pavilion.

Ling Hao explained slightly, and then walked in immediately, preparing various painting tools for Ji Xinlan.

About half an hour passed, and a freehand work was successfully completed, and even Ling Hao felt a little surprised by this speed.