Chapter 115 Cang Zhengchu’s Grandson

After Lu Shaoqing left, the disciples of Guiyuan Pavilion were still eating and bragging in Juxian Tower.

As they drank more wine, their voices became louder and their words became more and more unscrupulous.

The words are getting harder and harder to listen to.

But they still have some sense.

They know that this is Lingxiao City, the territory of Lingxiao Sect.

There are many disciples of Lingxiao Sect coming and going here.

They despise, disdain, and belittle Ji Yan, always using him instead.

Ji Yan has great prestige among the younger generation of disciples of the Lingxiao sect and is their idol.

The disciples of Guiyuan Pavilion who dare to speak ill of Ji Yan directly here will definitely be attacked by a group of people.

Therefore, they remained rational and did not dare to tell Ji Yan's real name.

But I already knew who these Guiyuan Pavilion disciples were talking about from Lu Shaoqing.

I heard that the disciples of Guiyuan Pavilion were becoming more and more arrogant and their words were becoming more and more unpleasant.

Wang Yao couldn't help it anymore. He came to these Guiyuan Pavilion disciples and handed them the paper given by Lu Shaoqing.

Wang Yao didn't know if what Lu Shaoqing said was true, but he could only hope that what Lu Shaoqing said was true.

He was sick of these guys.

If it weren't for his lack of strength, he would have taken action to deal with these guys long ago.

I hope these guys get out of here.

Wang Yao said unhappily.

After reading the contents on the paper, the disciples of Guiyuan Pavilion became angry.

"Damn, are you provoking us?"

"Asshole, where are the others?"

"Let him get out and die!"

Wang Yao was surprised. He wanted to know what was written on it that actually made these Guiyuan Pavilion disciples so angry.

He stood nearby, stretched his neck, and probably saw what was on it.

[Idiot Guiyuan Pavilion, the people in Guiyuan Pavilion are all idiots. 】

[A group of cowards, except for their tough words, everything else is soft. Especially my younger brother, he was too weak to get up. 】

[A bunch of guys without eggs. 】

[How dare you make jokes? Any disciple of Lingxiao Sect can beat you to death. 】

【Do you dare to come】

>

Wang Yao was speechless.

No one can bear to be scolded like this.

Not to mention the usually arrogant and domineering Guiyuan Pavilion disciples.

"Where are the others?"

A disciple of Guiyuan Pavilion stared at Wang Yao with an unkind expression and asked with a murderous look on his face.

He had the urge to beat Wang Yao up.

Wang Yao said, "A guest asked me to give this to you. He has already left."

"Who is he? Are you in the same group?"

Wang Yao denied, "I don't know him."

Fighting was not allowed in the city, but Wang Yao was afraid that these guys would drink too much, get hot-headed, and fight regardless of anything.

Juxian Tower is easy to be demolished.

"Damn it, damn it"

"It said above that we should go outside the city, do you want to go?"

"Go, why not go?"

There was almost no need for discussion, and several Guiyuan Pavilion disciples immediately shouted to go.

"Find him and teach him a lesson."

"Who do you really think he is? How dare you scold us like this."

"He's looking for death."

The people in Guiyuan Pavilion suffered a loss tonight and felt very angry.

They haven't vented their anger yet, and now there are still people who dare to insult them like this.

Unless this bastard is caught and punished, it will be hard to get rid of the hatred in his heart.

I can't help you with Ji Yan, and I can't help you, the bastard who just hides behind and curses?

Seven or eight Guiyuan Pavilion disciples came out of the restaurant shouting to go find Lu Shaoqing to settle accounts.

As soon as I walked out of the door, I met several fellow students.

"Senior Brother Canling, Senior Brother Zhang Zheng, Senior Brother Wu Tianzong."

Can Ling, Cang Zhengchu's grandson.

As a monk, it is normal to have grandchildren only when you are two or three hundred years old.

Can Ling is over forty years old and is in the middle stage of foundation building, reaching the eighth level of strength.

His talent is average, but he has a grandpa Nascent Soul.

There is a Grandpa Yuan Ying, and everyone naturally thinks that he is just a follower.

"what happened?"

Can Ling saw everyone going out angrily, "Didn't you say you came here to have a good meal?"

"What happened?"

Everyone was talking about it, and the three people in Canling knew what was going on.

Zhang Zheng was furious, "How dare a clown provoke us?"

"He must be taught a lesson."

Wu Tianzong was worried, "Is there any trap here?"

Can Ling smiled contemptuously and said disapprovingly, "Don't worry."

"If he was really that powerful, he wouldn't have left a note to piss us off."

"Even if there is a trap, with the three of us here, are you still worried?"

Can Ling, Zhang Zheng, and Wu Tianzong are all in the foundation building stage.

As long as they don't encounter the pill formation period, the three of them can handle it together.

Even if the opponent is a little stronger than them.

Zhang Zheng nodded, "We still have these junior brothers. If we join forces, who can beat us?"

Some disciples shouted, "We must deal with him, otherwise where will our face go?"

Facing Ji Yan, they were helpless.

But they still didn't believe that they couldn't deal with this unknown rat.

"Yes, even if we don't kill him, we still have to let him remember who he provoked."

Seeing the incomparable anger of his junior brothers, Can Ling also nodded, "Those who dare to provoke us must be severely punished, otherwise we will really think that we in Guiyuan Pavilion are weak and easy to bully."

Canngling's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

When it comes to hatred, he hates more than anyone else and is more angry than anyone else.

His grandfather's intervention not only failed to deal with Ji Yan, but also made Ji Yan shine.

He also realized the power of the sword's heart.

His grandfather is a foil.

Whenever this incident is mentioned in the future, his grandfather will be the background and the background for others to laugh at.

If he were in Guiyuan Pavilion, he would have to kill someone to vent his anger.

But this is the Lingxiao sect.

His grandfather was also pressed by the Nascent Soul of the Lingxiao sect.

Hammer.

No matter how angry he was, he could only endure it.

I came out tonight to take some time to relax.

But I didn't expect anyone would dare to do this.

Then let your anger vent out on that person.

"Come on, let's go see who is getting tired of living."

A group of Guiyuan Pavilion disciples, about ten people, headed out of the city in a mighty manner.

Lu Shaoqing is busy here.

"We can't kill these disciples of Guiyuan Pavilion, we can only earn some interest first."

"Seven or eight people"

Lu Shaoqing muttered while busy.

The people from Guiyuan Pavilion were bullying others too much today.

How could Lu Shaoqing swallow this breath?

"A sight-obscuring enchantment array, a spiritual sense-suppressing enchantment array, and an illusion array should be enough."

"Well, for the sake of safety, let's add two more traps and let them suffer a little more."

but!

Lu Shaoqing's expression changed, "Come so fast? We haven't set up the trap yet."

"And how many more people are there?"

"But that's fine, the more people come, the better."

"hey-hey"

Can Ling, Zhang Zheng, and Wu Tianzong came here with a group of Guiyuan Pavilion disciples.

Only to find that the place was empty and there was nothing.

Only!

"Senior Brother Cang, look, there is a sign there."

"What's written on it?"

"Go over and have a look!"

"Everyone, be careful!"

When I came to the sign, I saw several big characters written on it.

"Guiyuan Pavilion, you idiot!"

Everyone in Guiyuan Pavilion was furious, "Asshole!"

"Damn guy!"

“We were deceived and our journey was in vain!”

One of the angry Guiyuan Pavilion disciples split the wooden sign in half angrily.

However, when he struck down with his sword, a heavy fog suddenly rose around him.