4709 My Surname Is Lin, Your Surname Is Li (Please Ask for a Ticket)

Qi Huang couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed a ball of yellow hair, and threw it out.

But after calming down, he couldn't go on.

Looking at the woman outside through the Tianmoqin space, the corner of his mouth tickled lightly, and then he took out [Ling Lingqi] and played alone.

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The shape of the temple is very strange, showing a huge ring.

The ring is hollow, with rooms one after the other on either side.

The masters, servants, and guards of the temple lived in these rooms in descending order.

The center of the ring-shaped hall is empty, leading straight to the sky.

Only at the bottom is a huge, resplendent palace.

At this moment, Lin Huai took Mu Yan into the palace.

On the main hall, the temple guards were separated on both sides.

Hundreds of black birds parked on the beam, and their tan eyes were watching everyone below with scrutiny and coolness.

Mu Yan recognized that these birds were the "Temple Scouts" Li Weiran called.

At this moment, all the birds were focused on her, staring at her, as if they would pounce on her at any time.

It wasn't until Lin Huai's eyes glanced over coldly that the birds calmed down, retracted their wings again, and crouched on the beam.

"Lin Huai, talk to us, don't you need to put these [Wind Chasing Eagles] in?"

A rough, hoarse voice sounded in the hall.

The person who spoke was Li Tian, ​​the boss of one of the nine envoys.

The surnames of Jiuli envoys are all Li, and they are ranked in the order of "The Profound Expansion of the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Universe".

The strength of these nine people has all reached the realm of Immortal Venerable, and they have survived for more than ten thousand years.

For some reason, they don't want to stay as youthful as high-level monks.

Instead, it has become as old and terrifying as a mummified corpse.

Lin Huai narrowed his eyes, and finally put his hand to his lips and whistled.

Hundreds of [Wind Chasing Eagles] parked on the beams heard the whistle, and immediately fluttered their wings and flew out.

After the Wind Chasing Eagle flew out, Lin Huai walked to the upper seat and sat down, then looked at the nine people, and said lightly, "I don't know why the nine divine envoys came to my temple together, why?"

Li Tian frowned and said in a rough voice: "Lin Huai, although you are the patriarch, you are not qualified to talk to us like this. Without us, where would you be born? How could you become the patriarch of the Jiuli tribe? Now that the wings are hard, they won't take us seriously, right?"

Lin Huai stood up, "If you have nothing serious to talk about, then I'm sorry, I still have a lot of work to do, so I'll say goodbye first!"

Mu Yan couldn't help but gave Lin Huai a compliment in her heart.

As expected of being able to swoop with Master Xiaojiu, his temper is just as strong.

"Lin Huai, stop for me!!"

A roar sounded, and then Li Yan, who was sitting at the end of the nine people, suddenly stood up and looked at Lin Huai aggressively, "That's how you talk to your father? How do you treat your uncle and elder?!"

Lin Huai slowly turned around and looked at him mockingly, "Father? I'm sorry, where are you? I didn't see it. My surname is Lin, your surname is Li, and I have nothing to do with you. If you have nothing to say, just Please come back!"

Li Hong stopped Li Yan, who was about to break out, and said solemnly: "Lin Huai, two spies from Jiuli Temple were burned. Someone saw them fleeing into the temple. Did you catch them?"

Lin Huai sat back in his seat again, and said slowly, "Our temple did pick up one..."

"Quick! Quickly hand them over!" Li Tianji's voice rose a bit.