In the manor, Meng Lang, Meng Lang's mother, and an old servant, the master and servant, as they spoke, they learned that their father had gone to Youlian Sea to seek a trick for himself, and when Meng Lang said that he had a suitable trick, Meng Lang's mother and the old servant Gao Feng were excited, and the three of them were happy, and there were bursts of footsteps outside the hall.

"Well, is it that the girl from Dongyu is back?" the young woman frowned slightly, listening to the footsteps.

"Winter rain?" Meng Lang had four maids, and this winter rain didn't seem to have appeared, and he was surprised in his heart.

"Dongyu should be fine, after hearing that something happened to you, she went to the Xiji Forest alone to look for you......"

Meng Lang's mother and son were betrayed by three slaves, and they were inevitably vigilant in their hearts.

After a few breaths, several figures appeared outside the courtyard door, dressed in golden robes.

"Oh, envoy of the sect, what are you doing here with my lord?" asked the old servant Gao Feng.

Before Meng Tian disappeared, Meng Lang's family lived in the Zongfu, but after Meng Tian disappeared, he moved out of the Zongfu, and the Zongfu rarely came here. Today, the sect sent five envoys, and it is expected that something big will happen in the future.

"Gao Feng, as a slave, how can you, as a slave, have the right to speak, get out of the way!" said one of the messengers.

"You ......" The old servant Gao Feng's teeth chattered with anger, although he had the strength of the late stage of the Spirit Master Realm, he was still a slave in the hierarchical clan, and he could only dare to be angry but not speak.

"Smack!"

A loud slap fell on the messenger's face, and before he could come to his senses, a second slap fell, and after three consecutive rings, the messenger's face rose to the height.

"You...... You...... You will rebel......" the messenger shouted, covering his face.

The rest of the messengers also glared angrily, and there was a tendency to do it at any time.

"Hmph, slave, who is a slave, even if Uncle Gao is a slave, he is also a slave of my family, how can you be scolded by a small messenger, you inconspicuous messengers, if you don't know each other, I don't mind giving each of you a few big slaps. Meng Lang snorted coldly and said.

Several messengers glanced at each other, with their status and strength, to compete with Meng Lang's family, that was indeed looking for death. couldn't help but swallow a bad breath, daring to be angry but not daring to speak.

"Childe, thank you for standing up for the old slave. The old servant Gao Feng said gratefully.

A fairy master in the late stage of the spirit master, even if he is a slave, is also arrogant, he is bullied and does not dare to fight back, and someone stands up for him, so he is naturally very grateful.

"Meng Lang, you dare to treat this messenger like this, do you want to rebel?" The messenger who was slapped was obviously not convinced.

"Smack!"

Meng Lang unceremoniously slapped him again, and suddenly, the messenger's front teeth all fell off and fell to the ground.

Meng Lang immediately stepped on the messenger's chest, making him breathless, and said coldly: "Bastard, looking for death, seeing this young sect master, not doing a big salute, so arrogant, is it the actions of those old guys in the sect, whose power do you hold?"

The messenger was trampled on his chest, extremely sullen and ashamed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out: "Shao...... Sect Master, Young Sect Master, please spare the little one. The little one won't dare to ...... next time."

Seeing that the messenger was soft, Meng Lang slowly withdrew the foot that stepped on his chest, shook the placket of his clothes, and said, "Say, what's the matter?"

The messenger hurriedly rolled over and said fearfully, "Less...... Sect Master, the Sect Decree, Order the Young Sect Master and the Old Lady, ...... Tomorrow Go to the Great Hall of the Clan Council to discuss it."

"What's the matter?" Meng Lang asked.

"Back to the ...... Sect Master, the little one doesn't know......" The messenger's eyes flashed with a hint of strangeness.

"Hmph, it seems that that kick hasn't made you remember it for a long time, do you still want this young sect master to teach you a lesson?" Meng Lang raised his foot, and he was about to exert his might.

"Poof!"

The messenger was so frightened that he hurriedly knelt down, with his strength in the early stage of the spirit master, he didn't dare to fight against Meng Lang, not to mention where the two spirit master realm were standing, and looked at him coldly.

"Less...... Sect Master, yes, yes, about the young ...... The ...... of the Suzerain"

"About me?"

"Not bad...... It is the clan that wants to abolish the right of the young suzerain to inherit the suzerain...... The messenger said with trepidation.

"Get out!" Meng Lang ordered after thinking for a moment.

The five envoys of the sect who came with great strength and prestige left in a hurry, almost like a lost dog, and the messenger who was directly criticized by Meng Lang even crawled out of the courtyard before he dared to stand up straight and leave in a hurry.

"Lang'er, learn a good lesson, those guys in the Zongfu and the East and West Mansions have long been opposed to your inheritance, and today they are finally going to show their sharp teeth and bite you and me, orphans and widows. The young woman said.

"Mother, these dog things are simply too deceitful, even if I am not a young sect master, at least I am still a fairy master in the middle stage of the spirit master, my mother and Gao Bo are even more immortal spirit masters in the late stage of the spirit master, and several spirit men with low strength dare to show off their power in front of us, and do not teach them a lesson, I really think that our vein is a soft persimmon!" Meng Lang said hatefully.

"Childe, thank you!" the old servant Gao Feng thanked again.

"No need," Meng Lang said with a smile, turning his face to look at his mother, "Mother, these guys said that the clan government wants to open a clan discussion on my matter, I don't know what the so-called thing is?"

The young woman sighed slightly, and said: "Ten ** is aimed at the identity of the young sect master and the right to inherit the position of the sect master, it seems that this time they are going to move seriously." ”

"Okay, good ......" Meng Lang clenched his fists, and his eyes shot a fierce light, "These guys, think that I, Meng Lang, are so easy to bully, in fact, what if you don't want that so-called identity, what if you don't inherit it, mother, then let's go tomorrow to see, how are these people going to deal with it, and check it out, I was chased and killed by demon beasts, my mother was ambushed, did those guys in the clan make a move?"

The young woman smiled slightly, and said with satisfaction: "Lang'er, after a great tribulation, you have become much more mature, well, we will go to the Zongfu tomorrow to have a look." ”