"Okay!" Lu Qi was also carried by the scorching sun, and really led the way, taking the scorching sun through the batik area and the inventory area, and went straight to the sect.

The architecture of the Red Sleeve Square is beautiful and exquisite, revealing the delicacy of women everywhere. All kinds of textile tools are overwhelmed, there are primary fall resistance, the most popular spinning wheel.

There are also water-powered spinning wheels built using mountain streams, and easy-to-use pedal looms.

After passing through a small square where countless silk satins were dried, the two approached the hall of the sect of the Red Sleeve Workshop.

"The elders in the hall have been discussing matters recently...... Lu Qi sensed a few breaths in the hall from a distance, and she asked carefully, "Young Master Lie, what are you going to do?"

Lieyang's eyes were sharp, and he saw that there were several women of different ages in the hall discussing matters, and asked angrily, "Which one is Zhang Meng?"

Lu Qi gritted her silver teeth: "The one who wears a red gauze phoenix skirt on the main seat is it!"

"Shhh

Ahem......

He threw the messy thoughts out of his mind, and saw that there were many curious women from the Red Sleeve Workshop around him, regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one, and strode into the meeting hall of the Red Sleeve Workshop!

Such a reckless move startled the ** girl, and hurriedly followed in, and saluted several people in the hall: "Disciple Luqi, take the master's son Lieyang to meet the head of the uncle." ”

While they were still talking over there, Leng Buding saw a man rushing in, and several people were about to be angry, and they were taken aback when they heard that it was the scorching sun.

On the main seat is a young and gorgeous woman, wearing a red gauze phoenix skirt, with a full and convex figure, and there seems to be a special magic in her eyes.

It is the current owner of the Red Sleeves Workshop, Zhang Meng.

She glanced at Lieyang, frowned slightly, didn't seem to believe the other party's identity, and muttered: "Lieyang?"

"Heh......" Lieyang doesn't plan to give her face, no matter how beautiful she looks, no matter how good her figure is?

After sneering, the flame in his hand flashed, and the nine-foot battle dragon mad knife paused on the ground with a sonorous sound, and with solid strength, smashed the smooth floor tiles of the council hall into a hole-sized hole!

"Do you want to explain it yourself, or let me ask?" Blazing Sun stood in the middle of the hall with the War Dragon Madness Knife, let go of his hand and paced a few steps, and the spirit of fire continued to whirl, staining the cool room with a touch of blazing.

It was as if the entire council hall was going to burn up in the next moment.

Zhang Meng's beautiful eyes were stunned for a moment, and then a little fierce color flashed, her eyes swept coldly over the green Qi under the hall, her thin lips opened lightly, and her voice was as smooth as a bead: "Lie Gongzi probably misunderstood, please sit down-"

Before she could finish her sentence, a flash of fire flashed in front of her.

The scorching sun spread out his left hand, and the spirit of fire flew and outlined, and in the blink of an eye, the Xuanyan Divine Seal was already in his hand!

"Less nonsense. The scorching sun was murderous, "You robbed my mother of the position of the owner, the reason is understandable, I won't mention this matter for the time being." But you want the weaving of Lie Yuanjin, and you don't hesitate to put my mother under house arrest for this...... Hehe. ”

Zhang Meng's red lips moved, and she wanted to defend herself at first, but now that the facts are like this, there is no room for argumentation.

She did not retreat, but said solemnly: "The Red Sleeve Workshop has door rules, and all the children in the door must unconditionally share the weaving method! But if there is a private collector, they will break their hand tendons, so that they can no longer use the spinning wheel for life!"

"......" Lieyang frowned, and the voice asked the girl in the red dress beside her, "Miss Luqi, is there this one in the door rules of the Red Sleeves Workshop?"

"Well, yes. Midori was apologetic, and lowered her head again.

Zhang Meng took advantage of the reason, and was not afraid of the scorching sun: "Senior sister is obsessed, I have been persuading her for several days, if it weren't for the face of the Flame Army, the owner of this shop would have implemented the door rules a long time ago!"

“......”

Lieyang felt aggrieved for a while, thinking that he would be able to kill the Quartet when he came up, but he didn't expect that he would still be at a loss. If the name is not right, it is not good, and there is always some disadvantage in doing things.

It's just that Lieyang can see it very clearly, he doesn't care about the rules of the Red Sleeve Workshop!

Qiu Shaoyu is the mother first, and then the disciple of the Red Sleeve Fang! If you dare to put my mother under house arrest, you must ask me if the War Dragon Crazy Knife will agree!

Lieyang Qi laughed back, there are many ways to solve the problem, you can be reasonable, of course, you can be unreasonable!

Mom has been bullied, what do I care about you?

He held the War Dragon Crazy Knife in his right hand, and his cold starry eyes were full of forcibly suppressed rage: "Master Zhang, you can enforce the door rules in front of me now!"

Zhang Meng's heart trembled, as if she realized something.

Sure enough, Lieyang's next sentence was: "I can also smash the Red Sleeve Mountain to pieces in front of you!" and use all the women in your Red Sleeve Workshop as military slaves!"

It's just so hooligan, it's so domineering!

even made the green girl beside her have the urge to worship again: Wow, the general is so mighty, if it is a female slave girl "dedicated" by the general, I am also willing!

"Bold junior, how can you be allowed to point fingers at my red-sleeved shop!" An elderly woman on the side scolded angrily, "If you insist on threatening with force, the old man should see how many pounds and taels you have!"

Lie Yang turned his gaze and looked at the old woman, if nothing else, this was a great cultivator of the Cave Heaven Domain!

In the past, Lieyang might have been instigated by the master of the Cave Heaven Domain when he saw it, but now it is not what it used to be, Lieyang's strength is stronger than half a year ago, and this trip is for his mother!

Not to mention that there is a cave in front of you, even if it is a divine soldier or a priest, the scorching sun will not be mistaken!

"Who the hell are you?" Lieyang raised his chin proudly, "I am the general Long Xiang appointed by His Majesty, and the military general of the fourth rank of the imperial court, what qualifications do you have to rely on the old and sell the old with this general? I won't let you kneel down and salute, I have already given enough face, don't give shame on the fuck!"

The old lady was so angry that she trembled all over, and the fingers hidden in her sleeve trembled slightly, and a silver light shot out, shooting straight into the sun!

Red Sleeve Workshop stunt, Soul Breaking Needle!

"Boom ......" Lieyang's divine soul level is extremely high, and he has long locked the old woman's every move, and the technique of flying needles may be treacherous enough, but Lieyang has been professionally trained in the Yanguan military camp.

Not to mention a single secret weapon, even if it is a storm, he is not afraid!

"Isn't it the Spirit Breaking Needle?" Lie Yang sneered in his heart, and it didn't seem to make the slightest movement, but as the old woman's face changed sharply, the flying needle disappeared in an instant like a mud cow entering the sea!

"......" The old lady's face froze, black as the bottom of a pot, and she didn't dare to speak easily.

Through a more powerful divine soul, the scorching sun broke the soul mark belonging to the old woman on the long needle between the lightning and flint, and directly collected it into the void!

He snorted disdainfully: "If you can't say it, just use a hidden weapon, and you can really give the red sleeves a long face! Don't forget, after the old owner, who has the strongest flying needle technique here!"

There is no doubt that it must be the true Qiushao language of the old owner!

Zhang Meng saw that the matter was getting bigger, but she didn't want to have a bad relationship with Lie Yang, so she gritted her teeth and said: "I can understand Lie Gongzi's feelings, but I also hope that Lie Gongzi will leave a way to live for the Red Sleeve Workshop - not that I forced my senior sister to hand over the weaving method of Lie Yuan Jin, but to make an appearance." ”

"Make a show?" Lieyang didn't want to believe the words of this beautiful woman, and unceremoniously pointed at the old woman with a black face, "This old thing is old and disrespectful, and he tried to hurt me with a secret weapon, and he is also making a show?"

Zhang Meng hurriedly explained: "There are many fabrics of the same level as Lie Yuan Jin, and I have mastered the weaving method, so there is no need to offend the Flame Army for the sake of Lie Yuan Jin - this move is just for some people to see, and it is just to seek a way out." ”

That being said......

Lieyang still didn't believe it: "Hey, among the super-grade fabrics, Lieyuanjin is the first, and it occupies the good story of my father and mother tying the knot, and has an excellent reputation!

"In the past twenty years, the disciples of my mother's lineage have accumulated a lot of resources through Lie Yuan Jin, and the average cultivation level is the highest in the Red Sleeve Workshop-" Lie Yang knows some things well, how can he be so easily deceived?

"When the old owner was here, you didn't say the door rules, and now that the old owner is gone, you use the pressure of Emperor Chen to coerce my mother?"

Lieyang calmed people down with a few words, and sneered: "Master Zhang, you know that Emperor Chen and my Lie family are not on good terms, and you are still playing tricks under the eyes of the Flame Army...... Huh?"

He was aggressive, his wrist was lightly forced, and he raised a knife to slash people if he didn't agree with him: "Do you think your head is too beautiful, and there are too many beautiful girls in the Red Sleeves Workshop?"

"......" Zhang Meng's face was pale, she saw that Lieyang calmly took the Spirit Breaking Needle of the Cave Heaven Domain, and knew that its strength was unfathomable, and there was no one in the Red Sleeve Workshop.

"I want to protect myself, what's wrong?" Zhang Meng is not an idle person, her pretty eyes are horizontal, glaring at the sun and snorting angrily, "I have repeatedly given in to my senior sister, but you have bullied others, trampled on my red-sleeved door rules, and repeatedly insulted my disciples." I'll tell the world about this, and see how your scorching sun ends!"

"My Red Sleeve Workshop is doing its own business, and it is loyal to the Chen family's court, if your Lie family wants to dominate Ling Tian, you must see if His Majesty Emperor Chen agrees!"

Lieyang couldn't deny Zhang Meng's words, what she said did make sense.

But—

Lieyang lifted the Battle Dragon Crazy Knife, and his expression was extremely dangerous: "Master Zhang, is it fun to slander people's reputation? Without the protection of the Flame Army, your disciple of Red Sleeve Mountain would have been included in the account by the Blue Wolf Thief a long time ago." Without me rejecting the enemy in Yanguan, would you be able to weave cloth here? The Flame Army is the army of the imperial court, loyal to Your Majesty and loyal to the people, do you want to transfer it to the middle?"

Hey, on sophistry, wouldn't Lao Tzu?

Even if it is a fact that he is not on good terms with Emperor Chen, it is also a fact that the Flame Army protects his family and defends the country.

It's also a fact that you Zhang Meng want to take advantage of the situation!

"You!" Zhang Meng was forced speechless by the scorching sun, even though she took the reason, she didn't dare to say it to death, "What do you want?"

Lieyang finally snatched the right to speak with iron (wave) teeth (dance) and copper (big) teeth (knife), at this time he smiled arrogantly, looked at Zhang Meng's seductive face, convex and graceful figure, somehow, a few strange lights flashed in his eyes: "I want to ......"