After more than ten years of cultivation, it was infatuation in exchange for ruthlessness. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info though he knew that his father didn't want to work so his own. If my father gave up, did I have to die?

Luo Junyun just didn't want his high-ranking mad father to be ridiculed by his clan because of his relationship, and he didn't want the mad dragon vein to be destroyed in his own hands, however, the cruel facts told Luo Junyun that this idea was very unreliable.

Luo Junyun didn't say anything, just stood up suddenly and left the martial arts hall.

Luo Lie's eyes were still complicated, he looked at the sensible child, looked at the familiar back of the departed, and held his eyes without blinking.

It's all in plain sight......

Luo Junyun once thought that he couldn't keep his armor and couldn't continue to cultivate, but it was nothing more than a sour nose, tears, and mixed feelings, just like the Huangmei opera of the fox poet, which was heartfelt and touching;

But when he really reached this moment, Luo Junyun knew that even if his heart had been broken once, it would still hurt more than a knife. He wasn't exaggerating at all, because at that moment he couldn't even breathe, his eyes were full of heat, Luo Junyun did keep his promise, and he worked hard to keep the tears from flowing, but he didn't know where he was going, like a fool, like a walking corpse.

Where do we go from here?

............

Eastern summer, winter, foggy.

The power of the Luo family is still expanding.

Pinch your fingers and count, Luo Junyun's mansion has been in the Mad Zun Mansion for a while.

"Tabula rasa" is a word that has recently become popular in Eastern Xia, referring to those who do not have imperial armor, and of course, it can be popularized thanks to Luo Junyun. Recently promoted to one of the hottest characters in the Eight Domains of Eastern Xia, the "tabula rasa maniac" is definitely the "most unlevel" even in the world of tabula rasa......

It is rumored that the tabula rasa maniac has completely degenerated.

Perhaps, at this time, Luo Junyun was leaning outside the gate of the Young Master's Hall, lazily shaking his feet, but there was no expression on his face, only a touch of thick melancholy that was abrupt with shaking his feet.

Just as he was about to start reciting poetry, the little rat boy who was spreading the word outside the door and had a quick footsteps hurriedly ran over.

"Mad Venerable has an order, let the young master go to the council hall. ”

There is a large courtyard in the Mad Zun Mansion with three entrances and nine layers, and a crescent-shaped building in the first courtyard, which is quite far away from Luo Junyun's residence. When Luo Junyun finally arrived at the council hall of the Mad Venerable Mansion with mud and water, twenty-five minutes had quietly passed.

Of course, Luo Junyun had doubts, the Luo Clan's Martial God Temple had issued a decree to announce that the Eight Domains had deprived him of the privileges of the Eastern Xia Imperial Family, and it stands to reason that he should not appear in the council hall, so why did his father summon him this time?

It seems that the rumors are true, seeing Luo Junyun, who has been staying at home for several months, pacing into the council hall so sloppily, the doormen looked at each other and tacitly agreed.

Mad Mansion, Council Chamber.

Luo Junyun's eyes swept around, there were quite a few people in the hall, but he could see that the protagonists of the real discussion were his father and an old man with a strong face. That old man should be the deacon of the Luo Clan's Martial God Temple, the Luo clan is very large, Luo Junyun actually didn't know the old man, but found some clues through his badge.

When the people in the hall saw Luo Junyun coming, they stopped greeting for the time being, and the entire council hall was suddenly silent.

Luo Junyun took a deep breath, settled down, and bowed to his father, Luo Lie. Luo Lie may really be contemplating with his head sideways, or maybe he deliberately doesn't look at him, Luo Junyun breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and looked up to see the deacon sitting firmly on his back, not squinting, but he didn't bother to look at himself. ...,

Luo Junyun's gaze moved down slightly, and finally stopped at the old man's belt, and his heart suddenly sank, because at the old man's belt, there was a scroll of the Martial God Temple's order.

What the hell is the Martial God Temple going to do? Not to mention sending himself back, he also deprived himself of the royal privileges, of course, all this is because his skills are not as good as others, and the Martial God Temple does have a precedent for this kind of deprivation of privileges, so Luo Junyun will not complain any more.

It's just that what value does the current self have that can be recycled by the Martial God Temple?

Retracting his gaze, Luo Junyun was silent for a moment, as if he had a lot to say, but he didn't know where to start, so he simply put on a tabula rasa again.

The introduction officer in the council hall, Crane Lily, was slightly stunned when he saw the young master Junyun coming in, and he almost didn't recognize Luo Junyun after not seeing him for two or three months, which made him feel a little derelict in his duty.

Swallowing his saliva, the introduction officer settled for a moment, and then introduced Luo Junyun to the deacon from the Luo Clan headquarters. Of course, Luo Junyun also knew exactly the origin of the old man by introducing Uncle Guan's words.

The old man was wearing a moon-white robe, and at this moment he finally picked up the teacup, stood up, and walked towards Luo Junyun.

Based on the basic etiquette, Luo Junyun bowed down and wanted to salute the old man, but the old man took a sip of tea, turned sideways and said coldly, "Although you don't have royal privileges, after all, you are the son of a madman, and the old man can't afford your courtesy." ”

Having said that, the old man's posture made the people of the Mad Mansion in the council hall very uncomfortable. It felt like treating Luo Junyun as a plague god, and if he got too close, he would be contagious.

Luo Lie wanted to excuse his son, and said with a smile, "My family's Jun Yun is knowledgeable, this greeting to the deacon is my family's Jun Yun Li, and I also ask the deacon not to lose his identity." ”

Unexpectedly, Mad Zun spoke like this, and the old man looked at Luo Junyun for the first time.

But the young man in front of him made the old man feel a little strange.

The young man feels like a tame poisonous snake to the old man, and although it seems harmless to humans and animals now, it may give you a deep bite from behind your back at some point...... This feeling in the old man's heart became stronger and stronger, especially when he saw the strange smile of the young man.

Seeing the young man approaching him in awe, the old man suddenly had goosebumps.

Luo Junyun walked lightly, straightened his head, held his chest up, approached the old man with Shi Ran, and then picked up the teapot on the coffee table like a lady, and asked the old man for tea and water with respect, but suddenly a sneeze sent the snot mixed with boogers into the old man's tea. Luo Junyun is also dedicated, and before skimming his nose, he still doesn't forget to pour hot tea into the teacup first.

The people in the council hall were speechless for a while, but no one dared to say anything, because the mad Venerable Luo Lie spoke first.

Luo Lie didn't seem to see it, and said to the old man enthusiastically, "This is the first time my dog has poured tea for someone, and you must drink this tea." ”

"But...... "The old man knew that Mad Zun must have deliberately rectified himself, after all, Luo Junyun had suffered a lot in the Jiaxiu Yuan of the Martial God Temple before, and Mad Zun had never had a good impression of the envoys of the Martial God Temple, which was well known in the Eight Domains of Eastern Xia, and it was not uncommon for him to ask for an unlucky job, who could blame him? But what the old man didn't expect was: Luo Junyun, this kid is just a tabula rasa now, and he dares to do this to himself?

The old man's heart was angry, father and son joined forces, how can this play continue?

But the words of the mad respect made the old man a little jealous, so that he couldn't shirk it.

The atmosphere froze for a while, and then the old man took a deep breath, slowly picked up the teacup with trembling hands, he put the teacup in front of his nose and pretended to smell it intoxicated, and then put it back again, and said, "Okay...... It's good tea. ”

"Oh, the matter of the Martial God Temple is not going to be delayed. The old man quickly changed the subject, and neatly took out the shaft from his waist.

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