After saying those harsh words, Feng Jiuyou turned around and bumped into Jiang Deng and the others.
Feng Jiuyou: "..."
Thinking that what she just said was heard by Jiang Deng and the others, she couldn't help but feel hot and wanted to run away as if she hadn't seen Jiang Deng.
But Jiang Deng would naturally not let Feng Jiuyou go so easily. Although Feng Jiuyou didn't say much just now, the meaning contained in it was very clear.
Lin Jun is also here, representing the Taichu Sword Sect to participate in the ranking battle.
Jiang Deng folded his arms and looked at Feng Jiuyou as if to challenge him, "Hey, it seems your complaint was unsuccessful."
"You, what do you know!"
Feng Jiuyou refused to admit defeat and said stubbornly: "I have told Master the truth about Lin Jun's crimes. Master is just not dealing with him for the time being. When I get a good ranking, Master will definitely deal with him!"
"cut!"
Jiang Deng sneered at this and tried to act like a dog to others, hoping to gain respect? He wanted to eat shit!
Seeing Jiang Deng looking down on him, Feng Jiuyou felt angry. He looked aside, but did not see Feng Qing's figure, so he took advantage of the opportunity to accuse: "Where is my imperial sister? Where did my imperial sister let you get it?
went?"
Jiang Zhiling couldn't bear to see Feng Jiuyou treating Jiang Deng so rudely, so she said angrily: "Sister Feng Qing, you have stayed in the human world and become the emperor. Is there any problem?"
"What?"
Hearing this, Feng Jiuyou suddenly became anxious, "Feng Qing is a woman, how can she be the emperor!"
Jiang Zhiling retorted directly: "Since you don't want her to be the emperor, then go ahead and become the emperor!"
"me……"
Feng Jiuyou was at a loss for words, and it took him a while to find an excuse, "I still have to concentrate on my cultivation, and she also has more important tasks. How can she stay there? Even if our Feng family is destroyed, we can find someone capable to replace her."
Hearing this, Jiang Deng gently tugged at the corner of his lips and quickly pulled away Feng Jiuyou's fig leaf, "Anyway, anyone can be the emperor, but Feng Qing can't? I won't let you become the emperor, and I won't let Feng Qing become the emperor.
Isn’t this just occupying the latrine and not taking a shit?”
Being poked into Jiang Deng's mind, Feng Jiuyou's face suddenly turned red, but he still refused to admit it and continued to say harshly: "You are too harsh to speak. I am her brother-in-law, and she is the only one left in the world like me."
She is a relative, can I harm her?"
"You are really hurting her by allowing her to do whatever you want! What if the Territory Lord finds out that she is staying in the Fenglan Empire and does not come to participate in the election of the saint, and directly destroys the Fenglan Empire!"
Jiang Deng corrected patiently: "The Fenglan Empire has been destroyed, and now it is the Nirvana Kingdom built by Feng Qing."
"..."
Feng Jiuyou's voice couldn't help but become a little louder, "I don't care if you have something or not! Anyway, when the ranking battle is over, I will go and bring her back in person!"
Jiang Deng nodded and said pleasantly: "Okay, then I will go with you and bury you in your ancestral grave."
"...Jiang Deng, why do you have to go against me!"
Feng Jiuyou stared at Jiang Deng, her chest heaving violently with anger.
It was okay for Lin Jun to be angry with him just now, but now Jiang Deng is angry with him again! Are these two people specifically here to defeat him?
"cough!"
Ying Yubing on the side coughed lightly and said slowly: "Disciples from all the major sects in Feiran Spiritual Realm live here. Please keep quiet. If you keep yelling like this, I can disqualify you from the competition."
Hearing this, Feng Jiuyou was so angry that her face began to turn from red to purple, "Why!"
Ying Yubing said calmly: "Just because the palace owner of Paradise Palace is my father, I have the final say here."
"..."
Why is there another second-generation immortal!
Feng Jiuyou muttered something in a low voice, flung her sleeves angrily and left.
Seeing that the matter was over, Ying Yubing said gently: "I will send you here, and I won't go in."
Jiang Deng didn't ask anything, just nodded and said, "Okay."
Ying Yubing smiled, turned around and left Wangxian Tower.
As she walked, the smile on her face gradually disappeared. To be precise, she didn't want to go in because she didn't want to see Ying Ziru.
Ying Ziru, as the young palace master of the Paradise Palace, represented the Taichu Sword Sect in the sect ranking competition, which was a double preparation made by the Paradise Palace.
If Taichu Sword Sect is still number one, Ying Ziru will have a place to participate in the Sword Discussion Conference. If Paradise Palace is number one, she will give up her place to Ying Ziru!
Every time she thinks of this, Ying Yubing feels particularly unhappy.
Taking a deep breath, Ying Yubing stepped out of Wangxian Tower. The arrival of the leader required them to make a lot of preparations in Paradise Palace...
Roof.
Jiang Deng opened the half-open door and saw that there were already many people sitting in the hall, but there were not as many people as before in the secret realm, only in their early twenties.
The two people sitting in the first place were one of them, Jiang Roushui, the leader of Roushui Peak this time, and the other was Lin Jun, who had a gloomy look on his face. He was currently practicing breath adjustment with his eyes closed.
Xia Chenqing, the chief disciple, had no choice but to sit at the bottom.
"Sister Jiang, you are here."
As soon as he saw Jiang Deng making a sound, Xia Chenqing immediately said hello, and the other disciples followed suit.
Lin Jun, who was in the first place, moved his ears, but did not open his eyes to look at Jiang Deng.
Jiang Roushui reluctantly greeted Jiang Deng: "Hello, Lord Jiang."
"How about you, Peak Master Jiang."
Jiang Deng finished speaking with a smile, then walked to Lin Jun, looked down at Lin Jun who was meditating, and said in a commanding tone: "Get up, you can take my seat."
Lin Jun could only open his eyes and look at Jiang Deng, suppressing the anger in his heart, "I came first."
"I know."
Jiang Deng said confidently: "But I am the peak master of the Taichu Sword Sect. What does the conversation between our peak master and the peak master have to do with your disciple?"
Lin Jun: "..."
Jiang Roushui frowned slightly, as if she couldn't stand Jiang Deng bullying Lin Jun like this, "Lin Jun is a disciple accepted by the ancestor, and is the junior uncle of our Taichu Sword Sect. He is the same seniority as us, so of course he can sit in the first place.
.”
Jiang Deng crossed his arms and looked at Jiang Roushui, "Okay, Master Jiang, please give me your seat."
"..."
Jiang Roushui quickly closed her eyes. The matter of this young couple had nothing to do with him. Anyway, don't let him give up his seat.
"Huh, here you go."
Seeing Jiang Deng's reluctance, Lin Jun snorted coldly, stood up and strode out of the hall, back to his room.
Anyway, the competition will start in a few days, and he will be able to implement his plan by then. Let's see how long Jiang Deng can be arrogant!
Finally there was a seat, but Jiang Deng did not sit down immediately. Instead, he took out a piece of cloth from the storage bag and began to wipe the chair carefully, as if there was something dirty on it.
If Lin Jun saw this scene, he would definitely be furious again.
After wiping the chair several times, Jiang Deng sat down, glanced around the people present, and fixed her sights on Jiang Roushui.
"Didn't you say we were going to discuss some tactics? Now that everyone is here, let's talk."