Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 367 Taunting
"and many more."

Following the direction from which the voice came, they saw a dozen or so people in the dusty world standing on the altar square.

"Pfft." Ling Qingmei covered her mouth suddenly, laughed out loud, and said, "Elder Sister, Second Sister, have you encountered bandits? Why are you in such a state of desperation?"

Although the three of them are sisters, even outsiders can hear the irony in Ling Qingmei's words.

Of course Ling Qingzhu and Ling Qingxuan could tell that the third sister was obviously not trying to comfort them.

He said coldly at the moment: "If you encounter our situation, it would be great if you can come back alive!"

After finishing speaking, Ling Qingzhu and the two stopped caring about Ling Qingmei's ugly face, and looked towards the chief of the Ling clan who was on the throne.

That was their father.

"Father, this time, on our way back, we encountered a storm and rioting river creatures on the Blue River, so we couldn't come back in time." Ling Qingxuan said.

On such a serious occasion, they always had to give an excuse for being late.

Hearing this, the patriarch of the Ling clan softened his expression, and said, "Indeed, I also saw the movement on the Blue River a few days ago. You caught up with the big storm that hasn't happened in decades."

It was said that the leaders of the forces present and the ordinary people who were watching were a little surprised at what happened to them.

What was even more surprising was that they could survive that kind of storm.

"I said eldest sister, second sister, after leaving the family, did you become so poor and desolate? You can't even hire a fourth-level alchemist?" Ling Qingmei's sarcastic voice sounded out of place again.

In the early years, when the three sisters were still in the family, they were somewhat at odds with each other.

The relationship between Ling Qingzhu and Ling Qingxuan is very good, but Ling Qingmei is very jealous of them. No matter in talent or beauty, they are not comparable to her eldest sister and second sister. This makes Ling Qingmei's heart very unbalanced.

Seeing the downcast appearance of her elder sister and second sister now, it is natural to seize the opportunity to ridicule her well.

While speaking, Ling Qingmei's eyes fell on the third-rank alchemist invited by Lingyan Pavilion.

The three flame patterns painted on the chest indicated the latter's identity, she was a third-tier alchemist.

However, this female pharmacist with a detached, even arrogant demeanor, did not refute Ling Qingmei's ridicule.

Because, she saw that in Ling Qingmei's team, there was a fourth-rank alchemist standing proudly.

In this huge Ling family sacrifice ceremony, a mere third-rank pharmacist is really not that eye-catching.

"It's our freedom to invite a few pharmacists, you have nothing to do with it!" Ling Qingxuan stared at Ling Qingmei with beautiful eyes, and said without confidence.

It's not that she doesn't want to hire a high-level alchemist, but that the price of the latter is too expensive, and with the strength of Lingyan Pavilion, she can't afford it at all.

"Why, does the Ling family's assessment competition still require the participation of a pharmacist?" Jiang Mo asked in surprise. He was a little confused before, why he brought a third-level pharmacist, and now he finally asked.

Hearing this, Ling Qingxuan turned his head and said bitterly: "This is the Ling family's assessment tradition, not only to test the force, but also to test the level of medicine refining of the party formed by the Ling family's children. After all, Ling The family also relied on the art of refining medicine to gain a foothold in Canglan City."

Hearing Ling Qingxuan's explanation, Jiang Mo nodded and said, "Don't worry, the other party's mere fourth-level pharmacist can't threaten us."

Jiang Mo's gentle words made Ling Qingxuan's pretty face soften a little, but she only thought it was Jiang Mo's words to comfort her.

The conversation between Jiang Mo and Ling Qingxuan attracted Ling Qingmei's attention.

Her voice was loud this time, loud enough for everyone in the room to hear.

"I heard that the Lingyan Pavilion established by the eldest sister and the second sister seems to only accept female disciples? Why, in order to cope with the family assessment, has it actually started accepting male disciples?"

Ling Qingmei said to herself, her smile trembled wildly, but anyone could hear the disdain in her words.

"Hehe, it's a pity. From my point of view, this kid is not very old, so I'm afraid his strength is limited, right?"

"He probably won't be able to save the defeat of Lingyan Pavilion. At most, he's just a vain face, and he can't support big things. I advise the two sisters to change people as soon as possible!"

Jiang Mo frowned slightly. From the beginning to the end, he never provoked this woman named Ling Qingmei, but the other party's words were too harsh, which made Jiang Mo very upset.

"Hehe, how do you know that I'm just a good-for-nothing little boy? Maybe the final result will surprise you?"

Jiang Mo spread out his hands, and a harmless smile appeared on his face. However, if someone is familiar with Jiang Mo, he can see a little anger beating deep in his pupils.

Hearing this, Ling Qingmei's pretty face changed slightly. In her opinion, Jiang Mo, a mere disciple of Lingyan Pavilion, dared to talk back to her, it was a bit too ignorant!

"Husband, this kid is very sharp-tongued! I don't like it very much, why don't we give him a little pain in the next martial arts meeting?" Ling Qingmei curled her mouth and turned her head to look at her. A seductive man next to him said with a charming face.

"Exactly, I don't like this kid very much either. When I'm practicing martial arts, I'll cripple his hands and feet and tell him to lie on the ground and beg for mercy!" The bewitching man smiled charmingly, revealing his white teeth.

"Ling Qingmei, don't go too far. Mr. Jiang Mo is not our disciple of Lingyan Pavilion. Without him, we might be buried at the bottom of the blue river!"

"I don't allow you to say that about him!" Ling Qingxuan's originally calm face suddenly became cold, and his pretty face was slightly cold.

"Hehe, so he is your savior? How funny!" Ling Qingmei laughed disdainfully.

"You..." Ling Qingxuan couldn't help but stretched out his finger, pointing at Ling Qingmei, and was about to reprimand, but was pulled back.

"Miss Qingxuan, forget it, it won't be too late to teach those people a lesson when the martial arts is held, why waste your tongue?" Jiang Mo said flatly, his anger suppressed for the time being, and he couldn't see whether he was happy or sad.

"Okay." Ling Qingxuan couldn't help but sink into Jiang Mo's star-like eyes, and she nodded.

At this time, the patriarch of the Ling clan raised his hand to press down, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, stop arguing, today is the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, not a place for you to quarrel!"

After his majestic words fell, there was a sudden silence.

"Now, the ritual of offering sacrifices to heaven begins!" He ordered.

Immediately, 210, six waiters whose strength reached the level of a martial artist, carried a four-legged square tripod in two, and walked up tremblingly...

(End of this chapter)