Chapter 1210: The Nangong Family

Xiao Yi frowned as he listened to the words of the eight deputy hall masters around him.

"I only have the title of chief deacon. I didn't enter the title of master of the hall, so I jumped directly to the title of deputy master of the main hall?"

The deputy hall master of Fengsha Temple waved his hand and said, "If you have enough merit, you don't need to care about those rules."

"The task of killing this evil cultivator should be the most serious task in the Sifang Domain in decades."

"The achievements, task points, rewards, etc., are also the most tasks in the past few years."

"Furthermore, that evil cultivator, who gathered the power of our eight deputy hall masters, could not help but was killed by you."

"If you still have the title of chief deacon, or the title of the master of the hall, isn't it shameful for our eight deputy hall masters?"

"Not bad." The other seven deputy hall masters also nodded.

"The Lord of the Wind Temple, the Lord of the Palace, will not appoint randomly."

"The promotion of Chief Deacon Xiao Yi should be well deserved."

The eyes of the seven deputy hall masters looking at Xiao Yi were no longer the eyes of their predecessors, or the eyes of their subordinates.

But the real peer gaze.

In their eyes, Xiao Yi, a young man, was already a powerhouse on the same level as them.

This world is like this, the strong are respected.

If you have real strength, you can get enough respect.

"A few days." Xiao Yi frowned first, then nodded.

Originally, he planned to hand in the task and continue his experience.

However, a few days is not too long.

At this time, the deputy hall master of Fengsha Temple smiled and said, "In the past few days, there is a great event in the Sifang Region."

"Deputy Hall Master Xiao Yi, you might as well go to participate, but you can also pass some time."

"By the way, I'm also waiting for the message from the main hall."

Xiao Yi nodded, cupped his hands, and said, "You Lao Deputy Hall Master."

"polite.

"The deputy hall master of Fengsha Hall also bowed his hands.

"If there is nothing else, I will leave now," Xiao Yi said.

"I also say goodbye." At this time, the deputy hall master of the Shura Hall bowed his hands.

"Huh?" The deputy hall masters frowned, "Although the evil cultivation has ended, the follow-up treatment still needs to be discussed."

"There are also many halls and halls in the dozens of big cities that have been blood-washed."

The deputy hall master of the Asura Hall waved his hand and said, "You guys discuss this matter first, and I have to report back to the main hall of the Asura Hall."

"Xiao Yi was originally the head of the branch hall in our Shura Palace. Now, he should also be promoted to the deputy head of the hall."

Having said that, the deputy hall master of the Shura Hall cupped his hands, turned and walked away quickly.

"This old guy seems to be unwilling to suffer." Several deputy hall masters smiled.

Xiao Yi smiled lightly, said goodbye, and turned to leave.

...

Leaving the Wind Temple, Xiao Yi wandered the streets.

Since he had to stay in Sifang City for a few more days, he naturally had to find an inn to stay.

Originally, he could drive right in the main hall and borrow a retreat room or room.

But thinking about it, he would rather find an inn.

After a while, Xiao Yi casually found an inn and stayed there.

In the lobby of the inn, Xiao Yi casually sat down at a guest table, ordered some delicacies, and a pot of fragrant tea.

Half a month ago, he fought with that evil cultivator, and then he was seriously injured. After healing, he continued to practice hard for half a month.

Now, it's time to take a break.

As for the grand event in the four directions mentioned by the deputy hall master, Xiao Yi will participate if you are interested.

If there is no interest, if there is no accident, he will continue to meditate and cultivate for the next few days.

However, just after taking a few bites, not far from the vicinity, some noise came over.

On a guest table not far away, two women were sitting.

One person, with gorgeous clothes and a cold face.

One person, dressed in ordinary clothes, with two braids, is obviously a maid.

In front of the two women, a man was entangled.

"Miss Muxue, next, can you..." The man acted gracefully.

"No." However, before the man could finish speaking, the woman interrupted with a cold voice.

The man's face twitched, and said, "I haven't finished speaking yet..."

"I'm not interested in listening." The woman interrupted again indifferently.

A trace of anger flashed on the man's face, "Miss Fang, although my Nangong family is not one of the three major families in Sifang City."

"However, in the entire Sifang Region, my Nangong family is also a top force."

"I, Nangong Yan, is one of the five great talents."

"I just want to get together with Miss Fang, and Miss Fang is not willing to give this face?"

On the side, the maid with two braids pulled the woman's clothes and whispered, "Miss."

The woman's face was still cold, "There are plenty of vacant seats in this lobby, so why does Young Master Nangong have to sit here?"

The man smiled, "Although there are many seats, what's the point of not having Miss Muxue by your side?"

The man's face was clearly filled with admiration and a wicked smile.

The woman heard the words and shook her head.

The man's eyes narrowed, his anger no longer concealed, "Miss Mu Xue, but you look down on my Nangong family?"

"Or, the young patriarch of my Nangong family doesn't even have the qualifications to share the stage with Miss Mu Xue?"

"You..." The woman's face was a little ugly.

The reputation of the Nangong family in the entire Sifang Domain is no less than that of the three major families.

Even some of the top sects in Sifang City would be inferior to them.

"I made an appointment, and there is no free seat." The woman said coldly, "Young Master Nangong, let's sit somewhere else."

"Have an appointment?" The man smiled playfully, "Although Miss Mu Xue is also a martial artist, she is obviously not very good at lying."

Hearing the words, the woman frowned.

Not far away, Xiao Yi frowned, "Miss Fang? Miss Mu Xue?"

"Fang Muxue?"

Xiao Yi smiled lightly, took a sip of the tea, then put down the teacup lightly, got up and left.

When he came to the table, Xiao Yi flicked his sleeves and sat down calmly.

"Huh?" Three suspicious eyes instantly turned to Xiao Yi.

The woman, the maid, and the man looked at Xiao Yi at the same time.

Xiao Yi's expression did not change, and he smiled lightly, "Miss Mu Xue has an appointment, and Young Master Nangong should sit elsewhere."

"What are you?" The man changed his face instantly.

"Get out of here."

The man actually shot in an instant, and slapped it with a palm.

Palm out, flames follow.

"Be careful." The woman snorted.

Xiao Yi's expression did not change, but instead he poured himself a cup of tea.

"You are courting death." The man's face turned cold.

A strong palm, with the flame in between, slammed heavily towards Xiao Yi.

click...click...click...

In the air, I don't know when, a cold breath condensed.

The incoming flames froze instantly.

"Huh?" The man's expression changed.

Xiao Yi took a sip of tea and smiled, "Young Master Nangong, but are you going to help me warm tea?"

"However, I prefer to drink cold, so I won't bother."

"You..." Nangong Yan's face changed at first, and then his face turned cold.

"Who are you? In the Sifang Region, there are not many people from the younger generation who can pick me up."

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