Zhou Zhenyang looked at Zhou Xinglong with a half-smile but asked with deep meaning: "Then do you think Lin Mu will lose this time?"

"This......"

Zhou Xinglong was stunned for a moment, thinking this.

The Lin family has come all the way from Qingyang Town, from the destruction of the Huang family to the Xuanshui Sect, and even to the four subsequent families, they have never suffered a defeat!

After the Lin family moved to Central China, they fought more and more bravely. They also wiped out the Zhou family, the first-class family in Central China, and fought back and forth with Yunshang Holy Land.

I heard that Lin Mu also killed three saints in one fell swoop!

"Father, what do you mean..." Zhou Xinglong asked cautiously.

"No matter what the outcome is, Xuanling Continent may undergo earth-shaking changes from now on!"

"For our Zhou royal family, this may be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, or it may be the beginning of destruction!" Zhou Zhenyang shook his head and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"What do you think if we go to help the Lin family?"

Zhou Xinglong took a deep breath and asked nervously.

"Oh? Why do you say that?"

Zhou Zhenyang looked slightly surprised. He didn't expect his son to have such an idea, and asked with interest: "How much help can we do with our strength?"

"Even if we can't help, it is enough to show our attitude. If the Lin family can win, we can also ascend to heaven!" Zhou Xinglong clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and replied.

Hear this.

"Okay! Hahaha, it turns out that a tiger father has no dog sons! You can have this idea, and I am very happy as a father. Then I will go to Zhongshenzhou immediately as you said and use my whole country to help the Lin family!" Zhou Zhenyang looked pleased. Looking at his son, he felt quite satisfied.

"Yes! I'll go down and make arrangements right away!"

Obtained the father's permission.

Zhou Xinglong no longer hesitated and left the hall with long strides.

And this situation also happened in Xuanling Academy and Tianbao Pavilion!

Bai Lao looked at Li Jiu and Mu Qinglian with a calm face, and asked quietly: "I believe you two also heard the news, what do you think?"

"The Lin family has a favor to our Xuanling Academy, and this favor must be repaid!" Mu Qinglian pondered for a few seconds and said seriously.

"If Lin Beixuan hadn't taken action that day, I'm afraid Ni Yunshang would have destroyed my cultivation and taken the opportunity to eat into my Xuanling Academy. It's impossible for me, Li Jiu, not to repay such kindness!" Li Jiu took a sip of wine and didn't care. said.

"Li Jiu, you are drunk! How can you talk about this lightly?"

Bai Lao sighed with melancholy and said bitterly: "Oh, my Xuanling Academy's thousand-year foundation will probably be destroyed once it is mixed in!"

"Old Bai! I don't think so. The Eight Holy Lands have been coveting us for a long time. They didn't dare to act rashly when the dean was in charge before. But after the dean ascended, our Xuanling Academy no longer has a saint in charge!"

Li Jiu put down the wine gourd, but his eyes were quite clear, not even half drunk.

Mu Qinglian also echoed:

"Yes, thanks to the help of the ancestors of the Lin family, we can maintain the status quo. Once this balance is broken, I'm afraid..."

The meaning of the two people is also very obvious: the lips are dead and the teeth are cold!

"I may be old and have lost the energy I had when I was young. In the future, Xuanling Academy will still have to rely on you to carry the burden. In this case, it is up to you to make the decision!" Bai Lao shook his head and was not stubborn. .

Because he knew very well that what Li Jiu said was not groundless, but a foreseeable reality!

at the same time.

Tianbao Pavilion!

general meeting.

The four major branch presidents gathered together, and they all looked at Wang Xiaoyao sitting in the seat, quietly waiting for his instructions.

"Old Yun! As the oldest branch president of Tianbao Pavilion, tell me your opinion!" Wang Xiaoyao took a sip of enlightenment tea and asked calmly.

"President, then I will speak out!"

Mr. Yun hesitated for a few seconds, but was still ready to speak out.

"But it doesn't matter."

"Although Tianbao Pavilion is the number one auction house in Xuanling Continent, we have been living under the Eight Holy Lands for these years. Just look at their faces!"

Mr. Yun frowned, as if he wanted to express his unhappiness.

"But no matter who wins between the Lin family and Yanjiang Tian, ​​there is no harm to us. At most, we can maintain the original structure. But if we at Tianbao Pavilion want to go further, we must make a choice!"

After listening to this speech.

Wang Xiaoyao slowly put down the teacup and murmured to himself: "Yes! One thought can mean heaven or hell. The Lin family's chances of winning are too small! I am a profit-seeking businessman and cannot do business at a loss... "

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