The monk silently followed behind Mengtuo and Sikong, and there was still a cloth cloth standing beside him, and the four of them were not smiling, following behind the secretary in a straight suit. Stepping on the bright marble floor, the wide corridor has clear lines, neat and dignified. A hierarchy of superiority was overemphasized, and the door to the conference room at the end of the hallway was closed.

After the four of them arrived at the door, the secretary politely opened the door for the three of them, and then stood at the door and said, "Donald is having an important meeting, and he will take time to come over after the meeting." The four of you wait a moment. ”

He has followed Tang Lao for decades, although he doesn't know the true identity of the four Mengtuo, but from their dress, words and deeds, he has already seen that these four people are neither giant businessmen nor dignitaries, so it is inevitable that they are slightly frivolous between their eyebrows.

Although Mengtuo has served the old man for a while, he doesn't know much about the world. Buyi is not as good as him, let alone say it, but Sikong promised a few words before the secretary gave a few more words and left.

The four of them closed the door after entering. There is only one medium-sized oval conference table in the conference room, opposite eight leather chairs. The upper and lower chairs are more upscale, and there is a roll of letters on the wall behind the upper head, and the five big characters are particularly eye-catching.

There are several portraits hanging on the walls of the compartments on both sides, and there is a row of chairs against the wall. The monk found one of them and sat down first.

He couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable when he saw Mengtuo and Sikong standing at the door, still a little overwhelmed, but he didn't show it, but immediately stood up again, pulled the third and fourth sheets down on the left side of the head, and said to the two: "Master, Master Sikong sit and wait." I don't know how long I'll have to wait. ”

Bu Yi had already sat down on the side first, he didn't see any melancholy on his face, and he looked at the indoor environment calmly.

The monk said that the four of them entered the conference room after nine o'clock in the morning and waited for six hours without any movement. No matter how good Mengtuo's determination is, at this time, I can't help but feel bottomless, although the two of them dare not express their dissatisfaction, they already know that this trip is afraid that it will be in vain. Buyi sat impatiently and stood up several times and paced back and forth in the room. He is no more pressure than Mengtuo, and the reason why he came with him this time is only because Mengtuo ordered him to take care of the monk's safety.

The monk behaved extremely calmly, and since he sat down, he had been watching his nose and nose and mind motionless like an old monk.

He worshipped the red robe as his teacher, and I don't know how many days he sat during that time. Accustomed to it, the first thing he saw when he came in was the probe directly above the conference table, and he knew that someone must be watching in spike.

Since the master wants to give them a horse, then their wish will be granted. So the monk didn't remind Mengtuo and Sikong that the two of them would never care about these details. The monk believed that after seeing Mengtuo and Sikong react like this, it was time for Donald to show up.

After another half hour, the monk had already begun to close his eyes and look like he was about to fall asleep. He leaned his head against the wall and faintly heard footsteps, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that Mengtuo and Sikong had already stood up.

The monk hurriedly followed and stood up.

The footsteps were getting closer, and the last way trotted up. The secretary who had led the way earlier pushed open the door and stepped aside, letting go of Donald behind him.

The old man was wearing a Tang costume, his back was straight, his hair was neatly combed, and the whole person looked energetic and extraordinary.

When he entered the door, he said to the secretary, "You go back first, tell the family to remember to wait for me to eat together in the evening, and I will go back later." Tell the driver to wait for me downstairs now, and remember to bring her the things Xian'er wants. ”

He told the secretary to leave after all this, and then turned back to Mengtuo and said, "Xiaomeng, what are you doing with me?"

Although he was asking, he didn't want to give Meng Tuo time to answer, and he didn't pay attention to Meng Tuo's movements and said while walking to the main seat: "Things have been a little urgent recently, and I don't have time to look at your little things. Didn't you do a good job yourself, why did you come to see me?"

He had already sat down on the main seat, and saw that the four people were standing at the door, and did not order them to sit down, but casually pointed at Mengtuo, and said, "I don't have time to care about what you are doing recently, what can you say directly." ”

The monk was very close to Mengtuo, and he suddenly felt a hot pain in his eyes, and his nose was sour. He had never felt Mengtuo's helplessness like now, and this powerful seven-star Mengtuo actually showed a bit of flattery and sycophancy when facing Donald who was sitting in a chair.

His hard, rough face, carved out of stone, had to be squeezed out of a low voice at this time.

He has always been as straight as a javelin, and his spine, which is not bent, is even slightly bent, and he looks a little rickety.

He was accustomed to giving orders, and his mouth that could not be retorted to be disobeyed even spit out words that he had always disdained.

Mengtuo concisely described the recent movements of the Qilin Pavilion. Qilin Pavilion has nothing to tell about it separately except for the operation against Tang Guan three years ago and the recent Liaodong operation of Blood Moon, and it was the Qilin Pavilion that was hit hard when Xingyin was rescued, and the Qilin Pavilion suffered heavy losses due to the persistence of the night. The incident in Liaodong is not a big deal at all in the end, but it is just a little conflict between the juniors of the two sides, this kind of thing is insignificant in the original Qilin Pavilion, and no one will even mention it. But Mengtuo knew that this time was different, so he still mentioned it himself.

Even if the Qilin Pavilion really didn't make any out-of-the-ordinary moves, it had only been cultivating junior disciples in Taoguang for the past three years.

The Qilin Pavilion has only been recuperating, and their vitality has not recovered since the disaster of the Bi Pavilion. And the culprit of the disaster of Bige has long been about to come out in the eyes of the people of Qilin Pavilion.

It's just that the Qilin Pavilion can only silently endure this ending, can only pretend not to know, can only put all the responsibility on Youfeng Laiyi, and can only face Tang Lao when he still doesn't know and beg for the sake of the Qilin Pavilion to suffer that kind of disaster again!

Mengtuo has to bear all this, just because he is a seven-star Mengtuo, just because he is the master of Qilin Pavilion, just because he doesn't want the thousand-year-old foundation of Qilin Pavilion to be destroyed in his hands!

Meng Tuo bowed his head humbly after speaking, Tang Lao looked at the time, frowned and said, "In this way, there is nothing out of the ordinary in Qilin Pavilion." Then why did you come to me? There is one thing I think I told you before, I am different from the old man, I just hope that the Qilin Pavilion will not cause me trouble during my tenure. During this time, if you don't make trouble, everything will be fine, why can't you even make such a simple request?"

There was a little more impatience between his eyebrows, and there was some warning in his tone.

"I heard that the two of you have not been peaceful recently, I don't know if it is not my jurisdiction over there, Qilin Pavilion, I just hope that you will behave yourself, don't make trouble for me!"

Meng Tuo is already a little at a loss how to parry, Qilin Pavilion has always been just doing what he should do again, how can he not cause trouble? Do you want him to let Meng Tuo forget the free hatred? Forget the dragon spirit, forget Ye Guhong, forget the hatred of the remnants? How can these blood feuds Meng Tuo forget? Qilin Pavilion has never let anyone sacrifice in vain, and now those heroes are not cold, do they still want to let Meng Tuo run to Feng Laiyi and Su Ran to shake hands and make peace, saying that from now on they will not invade each other?

Mengtuo can't do it!

He couldn't say these words in front of Donald, he could only express his attitude with extremely careful wording, and could only be very cautious to say that the Qilin Pavilion would never take a step beyond the thunder pool, and could only sincerely explain that the Qilin Pavilion would not have any performance that would make Tang Lao dissatisfied now.

At the end, Meng Tuo couldn't help but ask: "I don't know if your old man has heard about the wind direction of the Qilin Pavilion recently, there have been rumors in the pavilion recently, saying that the Qilin Pavilion may be banned." The juniors hope that you can give the juniors a reassurance, so that the juniors can go back so that everyone can feel at ease. ”

Tang Lao didn't answer his question, but snorted very dissatisfied, straightened his face at once, and said solemnly: "You people are so bold!

The monk suddenly wanted to run away, and he really couldn't bear to take another look at Mengtuo like this. The angle of Mengtuo's spine is getting deeper and deeper, and the words that come out of his mouth are becoming more and more anxious, and there is even a trace of panic in that anxiety.

The monk felt that there was a burst of electricity flowing all over his body, his eyes were full of tears, his eyes were already soaked bloodshot, and he wanted to take a deep breath to relieve his mood but did not dare to lose his temper.

He could only stand still and suffer.

Meng Tuo couldn't argue, he didn't know how to explain, he stammered a few words and finally had to be silent.

Tang Lao looked at the three people, paused on the monk for an extra second, and then said.

"Is it you or you two subordinates, the master of the Qilin Pavilion, if you have something, just say it now, let the two of them go out and wait!"

This sentence liberated the monk at once, although he really wanted to stay where he was, even if he couldn't help Mengtuo share it, couldn't give him advice, couldn't even hear Tang Lao's words, and couldn't analyze the meaning he wanted to express, but he still immediately withdrew with Buyi, he was afraid that he would cry out on the spot if he was a step too late.

As soon as he went out, the monk didn't care about anything else, looked up at the ceiling, opened his mouth wide, and his nose fluttered rapidly.

Buyi looked at him silently on the other side, and the monk took a long time to suppress the tears in his eyes, his voice choked, and he whispered: "Master, I don't understand, I've known you for so many years." The first time I saw Mengtuo like this, what did we do wrong, what did you do wrong. ”

Buyi looked at him gently, and he could still smile. He exhaled lightly, with memories in his eyes, and said, "It's the first time you've seen Mengtuo like this, but I'm not." cough, when Beidou was just established, Xiaoyao made a big mistake and the people of the Zhu family killed Master Qi Xiu, at that time, Meng Tuo was still more tempered than now, and he was even more depressed that day than today. ”

After a pause, Buyi said again: "Mengtuo, I have always been a very responsible person. That's why the old pavilion master made him Beidou. I was relieved to hand over my pearl to him, boy, you are still too tender, and you are too underestimated by your master. ”

The monk is a person who can restrain his feelings very much, even in the face of his beloved Tang Xian, he can calmly and calmly not show a clue. He originally thought that this was just a routine thing, and even with Mengtuo's fiery temper, it was very likely that he would argue with Donald, and Mengtuo would even need to mediate between himself at that time.

He didn't expect that everything was very different from what he imagined, and Mengtuo didn't dare to challenge the authority at all. The monk would never feel that Mengtuo was weak, but on the contrary, he felt that Mengtuo, who was now whispering inside, was the seven stars who were truly complete and invincible and could afford the lord of the Qilin Pavilion!

Buyi's words stirred up a ripple in the monk's heart, and before he could speak, Meng Tuo and Sikong had already pushed the door out, Meng Tuo looked at the monk and said, "Let's go back to the Qilin Pavilion first." ”