Li Mi came to Liu Qingqing and Fan Yi, and said to the two of them with a Confucian demeanor:

"Qingqing, Master Fan, it's been a long journey."

"Father is already waiting in the temple, please come with me."

The inner disciples of the Martial Sect all enter and leave the City Lord's Mansion with the honorific title of adult, and Fan Yi is not rigid.

Liu Qingqing and Fan Yi clasped their fists in salute.

Liu Qingqing said:

"Master Fan, this one is the young city lord of Li Mi."

Li Mi is wearing a green shirt today, a tiger figure square jade pendant hanging from the dark green belt, holding an origami fan, his face is not fair but refreshing, his facial features are very distinct, the bridge of his nose is high, and his eyebrows are a little clear and comfortable.

Li Mi put his long hair behind his head again, restrained it with strips of cloth at will, and kept it unmessy, which was quite a bit of a literati's carefree and free temperament.

Fan Yi replied with a smile:

"Young City Lord, please!"

Li Mi turned around and was about to take the two of them to the main hall.

Then.

Behind them, there was a rough laugh, and then the laughter stopped.

The man said:

"Young City Lord, when I heard that the Lord of the Martial Sect had arrived, I came non-stop, I don't know if it was late?"

Hearing this, Fan Yi and the three turned around to look, only to see two middle-aged men walking side by side.

"This must be the adult sent by the Martial Sect to deliver the letter, right?" The man who spoke was about fifty years old.

He was six feet tall and wore a black robe, embroidered with a golden tiger pattern on his chest, front and back, and a slight body with a horse face.

He is Wang Honglin, the head of the Wang family.

The other man was short and stocky, wearing a gray robe, with a belt deep into the robe, and a jet-black broadsword hanging from his waist, looking a little funny, and about fifty years old.

He is the head of the Ding family, and there is no doubt that Ding Yidao.

Fan Yi looked at the two people in front of him, his brows furrowed slightly.

These three days are on the way here.

Liu Qingqing also told him about these two family heads, so Fan Yi corresponded to the identities of the two.

Li Mi hurriedly took two steps forward, bowed his hand slightly to Wang Honglin and Ding Yidao, and said:

"The uncles are here, and my father is thinking that he will send someone to invite you when he sees Master Fan, but now it's good, and there is no need to make any more arrangements."

Wang Honglin didn't look at Li Mi, just waved his hand and said:

"When the two of them entered the city, Brother Ding and I already knew."

Forthwith.

Wang Honglin walked quickly to Fan Yi, with a warm expression on his face.

Laughed:

"It turned out to be Master Fan, seeing that you are already an inner disciple at such a young age, your cultivation talent is really rare to see in a hundred years."

Fan Yi hugged his fists at Wang Honglin and replied nonchalantly:

"The head of the Wang family has a good reputation."

"The old city lord is still waiting for me to reply, why don't we go and visit the old city lord first."

Wang Honglin waved his hand and said with a smile:

"Good!"

Ding Yidao on the side, there was no emotion on his face, and he also took steps behind him.

didn't look at Li Mi at all.

The two of them sandwiched Fan Yi in the middle and strode towards the temple.

Liu Qingqing and Li Mi glanced at each other, but they could only follow.

As soon as the five of them entered the main hall, they saw that there were already more than ten people waiting.

The old city lord Li next year stood up tremblingly from the armchair.

He had a big smile on his face, but when he looked closely, he saw that his face was bloodless.

Li next year has been the city lord of Huben City for more than 30 years, but fortunately, God has favored him, and he has a son who is Li Mi.

The old lord was also in his seventies.

Li next year was supported by the guards and walked down from the high hall, and said in a pleasant tone:

"The adult has arrived, and the old man can only ask the dog to greet him if he is injured."

Fan Yi hurriedly took a few steps forward, bowed to the old man three times and said:

"City Lord Li, I am Fan Yi, a disciple of the Martial Sect. I have come to deliver the letter today, the old city lord, please take a seat, and I will present the letter later. ”

When Li next year heard this, he waved his hand and said:

"Lord Fan has come from afar, and it doesn't matter if you talk about things later, hurry! Fast! Hurry up and sit on the adults. ”

I saw that two guards had already moved an agarwood chair from the left side of the hall and placed it on the left hand side below the high hall.

Li next year gave the guard a look, and the two people who were originally holding his arm took the initiative to retreat a few steps.

Li next year moved forward again, came to hold one of Fan Yi's arms, and pulled the person to the chair.

just waited for Fan Yi to sit down helplessly.

Li was only helped to sit in the high hall next year.

After this arrangement, the atmosphere in the hall was a little unnatural.

Wang Honglin and Ding Yidao didn't speak.

They walked to the right-hand side below the high hall, and then stood still, their faces looking a little impatient.

Li Mi consciously came to Li next to him and stood beside him, and the two fathers and sons looked more like a grandson relationship.

And when Liu Qingqing entered, she was greeted by a woman in a red dress and stood with the woman.

Thinking that this woman in the red dress is Wang Qi'er, the head of the tower in the tiger's throat town, so Liu Qingqing's attitude is particularly respectful.

Wang Qi'er's figure is obviously much taller than Liu Qingqing, her facial expression is cold and majestic, and her appearance is not inferior to Liu Qingqing at all.

The two beauties both set their eyes on the old man sitting in the high hall.

Li next year smiled:

"I didn't expect Master Fan to become an inner disciple at a young age, my Martial Sect is really full of talents, congratulations."

The old man laughed to himself and continued:

"It's a pity that the old man is old, and he has been hit hard in the Demon Domain Pile Realm, the future is your young man's, the old man has the ambition to serve the Martial Sect, but he is in the twilight of the year of urging death."

"It's a pity, it's a pity."

Fan Yi hurriedly stood up and said:

"Old city lord, please take care of yourself."

Li next year raised his hand again and waved, and then looked at Wang Ding and the others.

Said:

"Brother Wang, Brother Ding. Originally, I wanted my son to invite the two of you to come, but since they have arrived, it will save a lot of trouble. ”

When Wang Honglin heard this, he replied sullenly:

"Brother Ding and I also received a notice from the city gate guards, so we rushed to see Master Fan, and nothing else."

Li next year glanced at Wang Honglin deeply.

He then said:

"In that case, then ask Lord Fan to take out Wuzong's letter, I think this matter has been put on hold for too long, and there should be a result."

"The old man just wants to give up the position of city lord as soon as possible and spend his old age with peace of mind. It's just that at that time, the heavy responsibility of Huben City can only be entrusted to Brother Wang and Brother Ding. ”

Ding Yidao heard this, but he didn't hide his expression.

He said with a smile:

"Please rest assured, the old city lord, no matter whether it is me or Brother Wang in the end, I will do my best to protect Huben City."

Li nodded before looking at Fan Yi again.

Fan Yi hurriedly stood up and took out a bamboo tube from the Fangcun Tiger brand.

One end of this bamboo tube is wrapped in red wax oil, and it can be seen that it is intact.

Seeing this, Li Mi hurriedly trotted down and took the bamboo tube from Fan Yi's hand.

He turned around and returned to Li Nian's side, and when he saw Li Nian's nod, he opened the bamboo tube.

Everyone's eyes were on the bamboo tube in Li Mi's hand.

Li Mi took out the letter from it, and was a little stunned when he first looked at it.

He then read it out loud.

"Wu Zongqi has become a handwritten letter."

"Huben City is really a heavy city in Qingyun Prefecture, and Li will make a great contribution to guarding it for 30 years next year, but he is already old, and he has his ambition but lack of mental strength."

"This time, I ordered my personal disciple Fan Yi to go to Huben City to investigate in detail the person who took over this important task, for a period of one month."

"One person can decide!"

Moment!

There was a dead silence in the hall!