Elder Ling Yun looked at Fang Lin coldly. Today's scene obviously made him lose face.
With a cold snort, Ling Yun fluttered his sleeves and walked away. Above the sky, Zheng Qingyun narrowed his eyes slightly. Although he didn't say much, his expression was obviously quite unhappy.
When it comes to face, the one who loses his face the most is Zheng Qingyun! Even the cabinet elders took action, but in the end, he was upstaged by a new disciple?
If this news reaches the other cabinet elders, I'm afraid they will laugh out loud! After the two of them left, Tang Hai on the other side looked a little solemn and walked over and patted Fang Lin on the shoulder.
"Elder Fang really opened Tang's eyes today!"
Fang Lin smiled lightly and said, "Elder Tang, please stop making fun of me!"
Elder Tang laughed, "However, after today, Elder Fang's life, it is best to be careful!"
Fang Lin nodded, "Elder Tang can rest assured about this, I know it well."
Elder Tang nodded, and then glanced at Song Qingge, who was waiting quietly under Fang Lin, "Then, Tang will not disturb you master and disciple, take your leave!"
Fang Lin clasped his fists. After Tang Hai left, Fang Lin lowered his head and looked at Song Qingge, his figure gradually falling down.
Song Qingge stood tall and graceful, with a smile on his face and seemed to be in a very happy mood.
Fang Lin looked serious, "Tell me! Why!"
What saved her? Those baseless reasons were just enough to deceive outsiders. When he got to Fang Lin, he couldn't use such excuses to frustrate him! Song Qingge's beautiful eyes flashed with cunning, "It's very simple! Because you are
The youngest elder, and also the youngest powerhouse in the God Transformation Stage!"
Having said this, Song Qingge shook the pill bottle in his hand, "What's more... my choice, even now, is not a loss!"
Fang Lin's frowned eyebrows gradually relaxed, and he shook his head and smiled.
"Let's go!"
Fang Lin turned around and left, and Song Qingge followed immediately.
Flying all the way, Fang Lin was heading towards his mansion on the mountain.
On the way, the two of them had little communication.
As for Song Qingge's new reason, Fang Lin certainly knew it, and I'm afraid it was probably also a lie.
But what does that matter?
This Lingshan Sect is actually exactly the same as other places.
The result of doing nothing is to remain mediocre.
Therefore, Fang Lin was actually not dissatisfied with Song Qingge's choice today.
What about the cusp of the storm?
The more violent the storm, the more shocking the moment when the clouds break out.
No matter what her purpose is, Fang Lin only cares about whether she can become stronger quickly.
Saving his two women is his first priority.
...In the mansion, Fang Lin sat directly on the stone chair.
"The house is divided into east and west rooms. The one on the east side is mine, and the one on the west side is for you."
Song Qingge was looking around when he heard Fang Lin's voice and nodded, waving his hand in the air.
"As expected of the elder's mansion, the density of this spiritual energy is obviously higher than that of the disciple's mansion."
Fang Lin waved his hand, "From now on, you can come in and out of this mansion at will. If you need anything, just call me!"
Without saying a word, Fang Lin ran to the recliner and sat there for the afternoon.
The rocking chair rocked gently with a leisurely rhythm.
Song Qingge looked at Fang Lin and smiled lightly. He didn't know where the joy came from in his eyebrows.
After looking around inside, Song Qingge quickly walked out, "Sir, I'll get all my things back in a moment!"
Fang Lin raised his eyebrows, "What did you call me?"
"Master!"
Fang Lin suddenly sat up, and when he looked back, Song Qingge was holding two little hands, looking quite pitiful.
"Young Master...I will call you Master outside, but at home, I will call you Young Master!"
Fang Lin's mouth twitched, with a look of helplessness on his face.
Isn't it just a title?
Does calling him Young Master have any different meaning?
Fang Lin couldn't think of a reason, so he simply leaned into the recliner again.
"up to you!"
Song Qingge laughed and actually came up and shook Fang Lin's arm, "Young Master is the best!"
Fang Lin curled his lips and said, "Song Qingge, you are not like this outside. Why do you seem to be a different person when you come to Lingshan Sect?"
Song Qingge smiled and said, "Young Master is not so wary of me outside! How come you don't seem to want to see me when you get to Lingshan Sect?"
"Um?"
Fang Lin was stunned, "Me?
Don’t want to see you?”
"Um!"
Song Qingge nodded desperately.
Fang Lin was still confused, "Is there any?"
"Yes, yes!"
...When Song Qingge got everything back, it was already afternoon.
Fang Lin was still in the courtyard, rocking gently in the recliner.
It looked like he was falling asleep, but in fact, Fang Lin was thinking about the essence of the Ancient Emperor's Flame Palm.
This palm technique is extremely unpredictable, and it seems that it has been completely studied successfully. However, often after a few days, new feelings suddenly arise.
This was the first time that Fang Lin had seen such unpredictable spiritual skills.
Seeing Song Qingge come back, Fang Lin opened his eyes and asked, "Are you finally willing to come back?"
Song Qingge raised his eyebrows, "How could the young master think that Qingge was reluctant to come back?
Qingge must be reluctant to leave the young master’s residence!”
Fang Lin had a dark look on his face, "Go ahead, go ahead!"
Song Qingge smiled and walked in with her slender waist twisted.
Less than an hour later, a disciple came outside the door.
"Elder Fang!"
Fang Lin stood up suspiciously, "Who are you?"
"I am a disciple on duty in Lingshan Hall. Now I have something important to do to summon Elder Fang and ask Elder Fang to go to Lingshan Hall for discussion!"
Fang Lin frowned slightly, nodded and stood up.
When he walked back into the room, the door next door was not closed, so Fang Lin glanced at it from the corner of his eye.
A faint fragrance can actually be heard in the room.
Different from the fragrance of flowers or rouge, this fragrance seems lighter, but it is transmitted extremely profoundly. Even the breeze outside the door cannot completely dissipate it.
Fang Lin couldn't help but become interested.
Inside, Song Qingge suddenly popped up, "Young Master!"
Fang Lin was stunned and curled his lips. Before he could speak, he saw Song Qingge smiling brightly.
"Young master stopped in front of my door. Do you want to come in and take a look?"
"If you are interested, Qingge would be happy for you to come in!"
Fang Lin almost rolled his eyes and walked out, turned around and walked out the door.
"I'm going out for a trip, you stay at home and look after the house!"
The sound became farther and farther, and Fang Lin had already walked out of the door.
Song Qingge was stunned for a moment, then suddenly shook his head and sighed softly.
"This idiot Master... is looking after the house?
Am I a dog?
Such a beautiful dog?
"Tsk, tsk..."...Fang Lin walked out of the door and flew straight to the direction of Lingshan Palace below.
The entire Lingshan Sect is located on the top of a mountain, so the distance between the various buildings is actually not far.
By the time Fang Lin arrived at Lingshan Hall, five or six elders were already standing outside the hall.
