Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Qin Nie glanced at Langyayu and said calmly: "I have never met Miss Langya, so how can I know her current situation?"

"It's whatever you say, it's me who is stupid, it's me who is stupid."

Qin Feng smiled lightly: "Brother Nie, I really regard you as my younger brother, and I hope you are my younger brother, but it's a pity..."

"Ancestor, besides Qin Feng, this person may also be involved in this matter."

Qin Nie pointed at Fang Chen, then glanced at Chu Lan: "As for the eldest lady..."

"Nie'er, don't talk nonsense."

The head of the Qin family's face darkened.

Qin Nie shut up and said nothing. He had said enough and left it to everyone's imagination.

Everyone looked at each other in silence.

The ancestor of the Qin family looked at Qin Feng, then at Qin Nie, and finally glanced at Fang Chen, waving his sleeves lightly.

boom!

Langya Rain turned into a blood mist in an instant and disappeared between heaven and earth. When Qin Feng saw this scene, the self-deprecating smile on his face gradually disappeared.

"The family matter has been settled, so please don't publicize it to the outside world. Next is the matter between the Xianqin Tribe and the Langya Tribe.

Which one is more important and which one is less important, you can tell clearly. "

After saying this, the ancestor of the Qin family turned around and left. Seeing this, the other ancestors also stood up and left with him.

Because all the ancestors were gone, the pressure on the ancestral temple instantly became lighter, but the atmosphere was still solemn.

The ancestor's words just now clearly meant that they no longer care about the people behind this matter, and let everyone focus on dealing with the Langya tribe.

Everyone also saw the clues. It seemed that the ancestor wanted to start a war with the Langya tribe for the Three Yang Fruit.

Maybe the whole thing is just an excuse.

"Sister Chu Lan, don't misunderstand Nier. He only thinks about the family. I believe Feng'er wouldn't do such stupid things. It must be all the fault of that woman."

Wu Wan opened her mouth to say a kind word for Qin Nie.

Chu Lan smiled and said, "Bitch, take this bitch like you and get out of here. I don't want to see you mother and son again."

Wu Wan was stunned for a moment, and Qin Nie seemed not to have expected that Chu Lan would scold him directly, completely breaking his face.

"How dare you scold my mother..."

Qin Nie's voice was gloomy.

"If you want to harm Feng'er, not only will I scold your mother, I will even want to crush you to death with my own hands, you little bitch."

The smile on Chu Lan's face was very bright, but her eyes were extremely cold.

Everyone politely did not interfere in this matter and chose to watch the excitement. After all, this scene was rare to see in a century.

"enough!"

The head of the Qin family shouted coldly: "You still think you haven't lost enough people? Get out of here, all of you!"

"Then I got out first."

Chu Lan saluted Yingying and did not forget to ask Fang Chen to leave the ancestral temple with Qin Xuan and Qin Feng.

The head of the Qin family watched them leave with a gloomy expression, and then looked at Wu Wan and Qin Nie:

"You also go back."

"Mom, let's go."

Qin Nie pulled Wu Wan and turned around to leave.

"Everyone, since everything is so organized today, let's talk about the next thing by the way."

The head of the Qin family looked at everyone and said calmly: "In the battle with the Langya tribe, I hope that the casualties of the Qin family can be reduced to a minimum. How to fight and when to start the fight. We can't control the top, but the bottom must. Get a charter out."

The heads of each room nodded one after another and began to provide opinions one by one.

When General Yuelong saw this scene, an imperceptible smile flashed in his eyes.

Although there were some hiccups, they were innocuous. The Blood Spirit Cult's plan was successful.

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Chu Lan was speechless all the way. After returning to the independent courtyard, she looked at Qin Feng and said calmly:

"Feng'er, are you awake now?"

"Mom, Feng'er is wrong."

Qin Feng nodded: "I will never do such stupid things again to make my mother worry."

"Kowtow nine times to Mr. Fang. He gave you this life. Otherwise, you wouldn't even have a chance to be reincarnated."

Chu Lan said.

"Mr. Fang, Qin Feng kowtows to you."

Qin Feng immediately knelt down and kowtowed nine times.

Fang Chen didn't stop him, he should kowtow.

"Mr. Fang, I misunderstood you before..."

Qin Xuan's face turned red and she looked unnatural.

"How about you kowtow nine times?"

Fang Chen said casually.

Qin Xuan was stunned.

A smile appeared on Chu Lan's face: "Mr. Fang is joking with you."

Qin Xuan was relieved.

"Just knock three times."

Chu Lan continued.

"Really...do you want to knock..."

Qin Xuan was reluctant.

"Is it so difficult? Just finish it quickly."

Fang Chen smiled.

Seeing that Chu Lan's eyes were calm and he was not joking, Qin Xuan had no choice but to kneel down and kowtow to Fang Chen three times.

"You guys get out."

Chu Lan waved her hand and signaled the two of them to retreat.

Qin Xuan originally had many things to ask, but when she saw this, she had to hold them back, but Qin Feng asked:

"Mom, is that Three-Yang Fruit...the one I gave to Langyayu?"

Chu Lan did not answer, but looked at Fang Chen.

Fang Chen chuckled and said, "That's the one I found from Qin Nie. Can you give up now?"

Qin Feng's face moved slightly, he slowly clasped his fists and turned to leave.

Qin Xuan's face showed a look of astonishment, she suddenly came back to her senses and said in a voiceless voice: "It was you who lost our storage ring..."

She immediately closed her mouth and whispered: "Mr. Fang, there are some personal things in it. Can you see if you can..."

"We'll talk about it later."

Fang Chen said.

Qin Xuan nodded and left the room.

A serious look appeared on Chu Lan's face: "Fellow Daoist Fang, now that the ancestor is unwilling to cease the war, how are you going to deal with the Blood Spirit Cult monks?"

"Madam, don't you want to get involved in this matter?"

Fang Chen smiled.

Chu Lan smiled, "I didn't want to get involved before, but this little bitch Qin Nie wants to kill my son, so I have to take care of this matter.

If it were just that the Blood Spirit Cult chose my son and used him as a pawn, I might be able to bear it, but you saw it just now.

Qin Nie even wants my son to be shattered to pieces. "

"This matter... we have to look at the situation again."

Fang Chen thought thoughtfully: "If the Xianqin tribe and the Langya tribe have to go to war next, then Qin Nie may still look for opportunities to deal with you mother and son."

After a pause, "And me."

A faint smile appeared on his face: "I should have become a thorn in his side. The person he wants to kill most may not be Qin Feng, but me."

Chu Lan's eyes showed a hint of contemplation.

"Madam, please rest for a few days. It's hard to feel at ease recently. Don't think about these things anymore. I'll take my leave first."

Fang Chen crossed his fists and turned to leave.

When he returned to the quiet room, his soul immediately left his body and headed towards the ancestor of the Qin family.

He wanted to see if the ancestor of the Qin family had anything to do with the Blood Spirit Sect.

If there is.

He had no way to intervene in this matter and could only choose to report it to the Lingzhan Division. This would also face the risk of being discovered by the traitor of the Lingzhan Division. Although it was not big, it was not small.

In a single courtyard, Qin Nie stood in front of the ancestor of the Qin family with his head lowered.

Fang Chen frowned when he saw Qin Nie present. Could it be that the ancestor of the Qin family is the biggest chess piece of the Blood Spirit Religion in the Xian Qin tribe?