Women dressed as men: My executive officer is so handsome

Ziji Mountain

"So impetuous...what do you want to ask?"

Li Zhengyun took a sip of the fragrant tea and put the cup back on the table.

Huang Zhan sat down in panic and swallowed.

"I heard that something unexpected happened to the Tianfu Sect and that the sect was wiped out in one day. I also heard that... the Phoenix Clan member was called..."

He pursed his lips and frowned.

"It's called Leng Bumian."

Li Zhengyun took over his words, looked up at Huang Zhan, and said meaningfully: "Before the Xianzong Secret Realm, I saw you sneered at that little guy. Have you changed your personality after this trip?"

“Disciple…” Huang Zhan tightly grasped the Shenquan Sword on his knees, not knowing how to answer, and stuttered a little.

"Ha ha……"

Li Zhengyun chuckled, his old face full of kindness: "I have no right to interfere in the affairs of you young people, so I won't ask any more questions, but..."

Li Zhengyun stroked his beard and paused.

Huang Zhan looked serious: "Just what?"

Li Zhengyun smiled and said: "It's just that Leng Bu Mian does have some skills."

Huang Zhan's brows relaxed slightly: "I heard that our human race will not take action this time."

"Yes." Li Zhengyun nodded with a smile, "I'm already 1887 years old. Even if I were to go, I wouldn't be able to fight..."

That being said, Li Zhengyun actually just had a selfish motive.

He was already close to becoming an immortal. If this incident stopped him from moving forward, he would probably die.

It's not just Li Zhengyun, it's the same for other sect leaders who are in the late stage of tribulation. After all, no one is willing to take the risk and gamble on a game that they can't win.

"Disciple knows."

Huang Zhan clasped his fists, stood up and left.

When he went back, he thought of that face again and felt a heavy pain in his heart.

Huang Zhan couldn't understand why a good person turned into a demon in one day.

He didn't know whether it was related to that dispute.

Huang Zhan Yinglang looked unhappy.

Leng Bumian...Where are you now?

……

Shinkido Hall

"I've already told you that recently the Shenji Hall has banned its disciples from going out! Why didn't you listen..."

Long Chuhui angrily grabbed Long Zixuan and dragged him into the hall.

Long Zixuan forcefully pried Long Chuhui's hand apart: "Why don't you let go? Dad, what are you afraid of?"

"The demons have been making moves recently. If you go out, you will be caught by them!"

Long Zixuan snorted coldly, "Catch them if you want! I'm going down the mountain anyway!"

"Hey...you kid..."

Long Chuhui gnashed his teeth and put his hands on his hips: "Your attitude is not like talking to your father! I am usually too easy to talk to, and I made you think you can step on your father's head!"

Long Zixuan held his face in his hands, and his handsome face showed nothing but dissatisfaction.

He glanced to the side and said, "I'm going down the mountain anyway. If you try to stop me, I'll tell Grandpa! Don't think I don't know that you lied about closing the mountain recently..."

Long Chuhui was speechless when his thoughts were guessed correctly, but he immediately said loudly:

"You, you think I don't know? You want to go down the mountain because of that... Leng Busian?!"

Long Zixuan also shouted back to Long Chu fearlessly: "Yes! I just want to go down the mountain to find Senior Brother Leng! As a sect leader, how can you care about that?"

“It’s none of my business…?” Long Chu laughed out loud in anger, “Hahahaha well well, today I’ll let you see how powerful your father is!”

As he spoke, he pulled out a whip from his storage bag and approached ferociously.

Long Zixuan took a step back and swallowed.

"I, I'm warning you, Long Chuhui...if you really hit me...I'll tell Grandpa! You won't be able to escape with the consequences then!"

Seeing that Long Chuhui remained indifferent and kept pressing forward, Long Zixuan immediately turned around and ran.

Long Zixuan ran towards where Long Chengfei was, shouting:

"Grandpa! Your grandson is about to be beaten by your son! Come and take care of it!"

Two golden figures, one tall and one short, were running in front of the halls. The disciples were not surprised and counted three times in their hearts:

three……

two……

one……

"Long Chuhui, are you looking for death? Come here! I want to see who dares to hit my good grandson!"

"Grandpa, Dad just scolded me..."

"Be good, Zixuan. Grandpa will help you scold him back."

"Long Chu replied, you are so bold! How dare you scold my good grandson!!"

"…It's unfair, father! I didn't scold him!"

"..."