The stone staircase leading to the Wind Thunder Pavilion was only about two hundred zhang high, and Fang Yan and Mi Lao talked and laughed all the way, and soon reached the top of the mountain. Several guards stationed at the top of the mountain turned around and walked inside directly after seeing Mi Lao, apparently informing.

It didn't take long for a sound of breaking wind to be heard in mid-air, and an old man in gray flew quickly from a distance and appeared in front of the two.

Looking at this old man, Fang Yan unconsciously squinted his eyes, because he couldn't see through the strength of this old man, obviously, the other party was an existence in the realm of returning to the truth.

"Mi Lao, rare guest, what kind of wind blew your old man here." As soon as the gray-clothed old man landed, he walked towards Mi Lao with a courteous face.

"Don't be blamed for taking the liberty of bothering." Mi Lao smiled and explained his intention, "The old man came today because he wanted to ask you Fenglei Pavilion to be accommodating. ”

"It's easy to say, please inside, please inside." The old man in gray motioned to Mi Lao to walk towards the hall not far away, which was very polite.

Mi Lao bowed slightly, did not refuse, and followed him inside.

"Hey, who is this brother?" The gray-clothed old man set his gaze on Fang Yan.

Mi Lao explained very casually: "After an old friend of mine, I happened to pass by here this time, so I followed to take a look. ”

"I see." The old man in gray glanced at Fang Yan, didn't take him too seriously, and returned his gaze to Mi Lao's body. After all, Fang Yan was only the strength of the early stage of the Soul Condensation Realm, and it was impossible to let him look at it twice.

"Mi Lao, why do you want to go on this trip, if you have something to do, just send someone to give you an order." The old man in gray said with a smile. It can also be seen from his attitude that the prestige of the Mi family is indeed not low in the world. Except for the three major forces, any other small and medium-sized forces would not dare to offend them.

Mi Lao smiled and asked, "Is your pavilion master here?" ”

Isn't this person the pavilion master of the Wind Thunder Pavilion? There was some surprise in the dialect.

The gray-clothed old man said: "The pavilion master has gone out on errands, and I am afraid that he will not be able to return until later." Mi Lao, if you have something to tell me, it is the same, I should be able to call the shots. ”

Mi Lao nodded lightly and didn't say anything more.

Half an hour later, the two followed the gray-clothed old man to a fairly spacious hall.

"Mi Lao, I don't know what it is to bother you to run this trip yourself." The old man in gray motioned for Mi Lao to sit down on the side, and put a cup of tea in front of Mi Lao, but as for the dialect, he automatically ignored it.

Fang Yan didn't care, and he didn't sit down, just stood quietly behind Mi Lao.

Mi Lao felt that something was wrong and wanted to say something, but the dialect shook his head at him without a trace, and he gave up. As a veteran of the Mi family, he naturally knew what kind of character the young man in front of him was, and knew that he wouldn't care about this.

"Actually, I'm here today for the Tianyinmen matter." Mi Lao didn't be too polite, and directly explained his intentions.

Hearing this, the gray-clothed old man in the Wind Thunder Pavilion was obviously stunned, and then his face became a little ugly, and he said, "Mi Lao, what's going on?" Didn't your Mi family never get involved in the competition in various places? ”

"You're mistaken, we're not trying to get involved." Mi Lao waved his hand and said, "It's just that I got a valuable treasure from Tianyinmen many years ago, and I owe them a small favor, so they came to the door this time, and I can't refuse." ”

"So, is the Mi family planning to stand up for Tianyinmen?" The old man in gray had an extremely ugly face.

"No, no, no." Mi Lao shook his head and said: "The Mi family will never get involved in the competition between various places, if we want to intervene, it will not be for Tianyinmen, but directly take over Tiandu City." ”

Hearing this, the gray-clothed old man's face looked slightly better, and he asked, "What does that Mi Lao mean?" ”

"Originally, I didn't want to pay attention to this matter, but I had no choice but to owe Tianyinmen a favor, so I had to show this old face to ask you Fenglei Pavilion for face." Mi Lao sighed and said: "I will not intervene in your contention, but in order to repay this favor of Tianyinmen, I hope you can give Tianyinmen another seven or eight days, do you see if you can be accommodating?" ”

"Give them another seven or eight days?" The old man in gray was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect things to be so simple.

"Not bad." Mi Lao nodded, "This is my promise to Tianyinmen, as long as you agree, I can be regarded as returning this favor." ”

The gray-clothed old man didn't speak, lowered his head and muttered for a moment before saying, "Mi Lao, I'm really sorry, I can't do this thing, you may not know, the pavilion master has given Tianyinmen a few days ago to postpone for a few days." ”

Mi Lao's face sank, and he said lightly: "So, don't you plan to give this thin face to the old man?" ”

"No, no, no, don't worry. I just said I couldn't call the shots, and I didn't say no. Looking at Mi Lao's gloomy face, the gray-clothed old man hurriedly said: "When the pavilion master comes back, I will report this matter to him immediately, what do you think?" ”

Mi Lao glanced at him expressionlessly, nodded lightly, and said, "Then I'll wait for your good news." ”

"But ......" The old man in gray seemed to have some difficulties.

"But what?" Millau looked at him.

"Mi Lao, I won't hide it from you, before you came, the pavilion master had already brought someone to prepare, whether he would come back today is really a matter of two words." After hesitating for a moment, the gray-clothed old man still told the truth, "Even if the cabinet master comes back, I'm afraid he will come back after solving the matter of Tianyinmen." ”

"So what?" Mi Lao asked lightly.

The gray-clothed old man said, "So I'm not sure if the Pavilion Master can get the news in time. ”

"I see." Mi Lao didn't say anything more, stood up, and said, "You should inform as much as you can, if it really doesn't work, then forget it." ”

The gray-clothed old man hurriedly said: "Don't worry, Mi Lao, I will try my best to inform the pavilion master, but I can't guarantee whether I can find it in time." Because I was given a death order by the Pavilion Master, I was not allowed to leave this mountain until he returned, so I could only send other disciples to find the Pavilion Master. ”

Mi Lao nodded lightly, didn't say anything more, and left.

The dialect glanced at the gray-clothed old man without a trace, and followed.

The old man in gray had a smile on his face, and it was not until the two of them disappeared from sight that the smile slowly faded, his eyes slowly narrowed, and after half an hour, he took a deep breath and walked out towards the other door of the hall.