Zhuo Qiuyan jumped up at that time, slammed the wine glass on the table, and half of the cherished elixir and jade liquid that was cherished to death before was scattered, but he also said sharply:

"Senior brother, I am now the head of the Qingshan faction, and as long as I am a member of the Qingshan faction, I have to listen to me!

As soon as Mu Xinghe closed his eyes, he directly ignored him.

"Do you dare to disobey the orders of the master, believe it or not, I will punish you for squatting here for three hundred years!?"

His senior brother Mu Xinghe Eight Winds did not move, as if he was settled, and ignored him to the end.

At the bottom of the silent cliff, Zhuo Qiuyan was the only one roaring there.

Zhuo Qiuyan turned around the stage impatiently a few times, his mouth was crooked for a long time, his mouth was dry, and Mu Xinghe was stunned and didn't react at all.

He hated it so much that he had to grit his teeth, took out the white jade pot from before and smashed it into his senior brother's arms, turned around and ran away.

It wasn't until he couldn't hear his footsteps anymore that Mu Xinghe slowly opened his eyes and picked up the white jade pot from his arms.

I opened the lid and put it under my nose, sniffed it gently, the sweetness was overflowing, and I tasted it shallowly, soft and delicate, worthy of the master's treasured throat.

The wine was in his stomach, and Mu Xinghe unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth.

casually touched the black iron token in the crook of his leg, rubbing the crooked words on it with his fingertips, and Mu Xinghe frowned slightly.

The most noble thing of the Qingshan faction was thrown away by such a thing, and even if he became the leader, the frizziness and frivolity did not change at all.

Mu Xinghe sighed softly without a trace, carefully put the sign in his arms, and put away the empty thing.

Zhuo Qiuyan went all the way back to the room from the bottom of the cliff, closed the door, grabbed something with his backhand and wanted to get used to the ground, but the thing hadn't fallen halfway yet, he quickly bent down and picked it up with a flash of heart.

Don't look at the Qingshan faction is so poor that it trembles, but the furnishings in this room are all valuable things that can be named, and if you fall like this, you won't feel distressed to death.

The treasure in his hand was carefully touched from the inside out, and Zhuo Qiuyan saw that there was no damage, so he carefully put the things in his hand back to its original position.

After looking around the room, I found that there were a lot of valuable things, so it was better to secretly sell them and exchange some spirit stones to pass the current level first.

Touch this, touch that, and think that any of them are quite expensive, and you should be able to buy them at a good price.

But in the long run, it is not a solution, and it is not a certain number to sell these treasures secretly to maintain the sect.

Sighing heavily, Zhuo Qiuyan turned his heart sideways, simply didn't think about it, lay down on the bed, kicked his shoes, and fell asleep directly.

When he opened his eyes, the sky was still foggy, but in order to maintain his diligent image, Zhuo Qiuyan got up from the bed early.

After washing, I went to the martial arts practice field outside the main hall.

After walking around, he pointed out the homework of a few disciples and went back to his courtyard for breakfast.

As a result, before he could enter the courtyard gate with his front foot, he was intercepted halfway by Situ Yuntian, who came from the back foot, and he couldn't even enter the courtyard gate.

Zhuo Qiuyan turned around, and when he saw that it was him, he instantly became unhappy.

Since Situ Yuntian told him the real situation in the door, Zhuo Qiuyan was angry with others, and he especially didn't want to see him, but he always had to get by on his face and couldn't show it, so Zhuo Qiuyan stabilized his body and raised his head slightly at him:

"Uncle Junior. ”

"Boss. ”

Situ Yuntian's face was pale, and he looked even more pitiful than yesterday, and bowed to Master Zhuo and said:

"I just received the spirit book, and the people from the Yutian Sect will arrive immediately. ”

Zhuo Qiuyan's heart tightened, and then he muttered to himself.

Although their Qingshan Sect is an eighteenth-tier small sect under the Yutian Sect, the Yutian Sect is not so strict with them, except for the time when they receive tribute in two seasons a year, they basically can't remember what they are.

At the moment, what do you want to do when you send someone to do it?

Do you have any opinions about your own head?

But when he took over, he reported it in the door, and Yutianzong also nodded.

What are you doing now?

It's so annoying!

Everything is not stopped early in the morning.

Although he thought so in his heart, Zhuo Qiuyan didn't dare to say this on his mouth, but nodded lightly and said to Situ Yuntian:

"In that case, Uncle Troublesome Little has sent a message to the deacons to go with me to meet you at the mountain gate. ”

Situ Yuntian bowed slightly, and then straightened up. The slender fingers fluttered in the air, as if they were caressing something, and after a few fingers, the arm was slightly raised, and a ball of starlight exploded in mid-air, and several silver rays of light swept into the sky, flying in different directions.

That was the unique way of flying letters of the Qingshan faction, so it didn't take long for several deacons in charge to come to Zhuo Qiuyan's side.

Qi Qi bowed to Zhuo Qiuyan, and Zhuo Qiuyan really felt the treatment that a head should have.

Suddenly it was so beautiful that it was bubbling, and the whole person felt floating, and I felt a lot of emotion in my heart.