In a room, the third elder who worships religion looked at Master Feng Lie in front of him with a expressionless face.

Master Feng Lie smiled and seemed quite nervous.

"Feng Lie, is Luo Qian really at the foot of the mountain?" the third elder asked coldly.

"Yeah, really, I just called my apprentice! Luo Qian's injury has been treated. After the bandage is done, I will ask my apprentice to send her up the mountain!" Master Feng Lie said hurriedly.

"Hmph, it's best. Feng Lie, you are too brave. You dare to care about our religious worship? Do you know what this means? If it weren't for your master's friendship with us religious worship, would you think you would be better today?" The third elder snorted coldly.

"Feng Lie will never dare again. Third elder, don't be angry!" Feng Lie bowed again to apologize with a sincere attitude.

"Forget it, today is the grand day for the young master, and you are here to congratulate you too. If I touch you, it will be too ugly to spread. Go and drink. I will ask your apprentice to pay 10 million in compensation tomorrow. Don't cause trouble, otherwise you will not be able to get down to this mountain!" The third elder waved impatiently.

"Okay, number!"

Feng Lie felt relieved and nodded and retreated.

When he returned to his seat, Huo Jianguo had drunk all the wine.

Seeing him walking, everyone around him showed a sneering and sarcastic expression on their faces.

"Oh, Master Feng Lie, how about it? Isn't it good?" The person next to him smiled, holding his wine glass.

Feng Lie said nothing.

"Even if you dare to offend religion, Feng Lie, I think you are just sucking your brain." Huo Jianguo said lukewarmly.

Feng Lie's eyes showed anger. He wanted to say something, but he still suppressed it and snorted coldly, and stopped looking at Huo Jianguo.

Since he was at a disadvantage, he could only swallow his anger.

But at this moment...

"Ouch!"

A scream suddenly sounded, and then a glass of wine suddenly poured on Master Feng Lie's head.

His face was immediately covered with wine and a large area of ​​his shoulders were wet.

"Damn it, what are you doing?"

Feng Lie was furious and suddenly stood up, staring at Huo Ao and others who were pouring wine at him.

"Sorry, sorry, Uncle Feng Lie, my foot slipped, accident, accident, all accidents!" Huo Ao nodded and bowed his head.

"Bastard! You clearly did it on purpose!"

"You deserve a beating!"

"Isn't it enough to beat you just now?"

The other Feng Lie's apprentices slapped the table and stood up suddenly.

Nothing is there to slip? All fools know that this was done by Huo Ao on purpose.

The guests around were stunned and looked at this head in unison.

Huo Jianguo smiled faintly: "Feng Lie, what? Do you want to cause trouble?"

While speaking, religious worshipers around him looked at him one after another.

Even the leader Wen Moxin above glanced at this.

Feng Lie's face was extremely difficult to see in an instant.

Nowadays, people who worship religion have a very bad attitude towards him. If he causes trouble here, worshipping religion will definitely not give him good results.

I'm afraid Huo Ao also grasped this and did such a thing to him.

"Feng Lie, what's wrong with you?"

The third elder came out of the room, his face was gloomy, and he stared at him with great dissatisfaction.

“Sit down.”

The wind is strong and the sunken.

"Master!"

The crowd looked at Feng Lie, gritting their teeth and clenched their fists.

"sit down!"

Feng Lie drinks again.

The disciples were unwilling to accept it and could only sit back to their own positions.

"Everyone, it's all misunderstandings. It's okay, it's okay, everyone drinks!"

Feng Lie squeezed out a smile at those religious people, and then hugged the third elder.

The third elder snorted and said nothing.

Only then can people settle down.

But the guests had already started to laugh secretly, and their eyes were full of jokes when they looked at Feng Lie.

Feng Lie's face turned pale, and his hand holding the wine glass was extremely strong, and he had cracks in the wine glass.

"Coward!"

Huo Jianguo shook his head and said coldly.

Feng Lie gritted his teeth and wanted to jump up and punch Huo Jianguo now.

But he knew that if he did this, it would be all over.

But at this moment, there was a commotion at the gate, and then a man hurriedly ran in.

"Master!"

The man shouted.

Feng Lie was stunned and looked up and found that the disciple was Xiaoyu who had been sent to send Lin Yang down the mountain before.

"Xiaoyu, why are you back? You aren't letting you accompany Lin..."

Feng Lie wanted to say something, but at this moment, someone came from behind Xiao Yu.

That was Lin Yang who had left before.

He walked to the center of the guest, looked around and shouted slowly:

"Who is the leader of the religion...?"

This voice immediately made the noisy banquet hall quiet countless times.

The countless eyes from all directions looked at the man in unison, but no one dared to answer.

Who is this person? So bold and so rude?

Many people complained in their hearts.

But Lin Yang ignored the strange atmosphere at the scene and spoke again.

"Did anyone tell me who... is the leader of religion!"

Wen Moxin, who was above, had no expression on his face, and he held the wine glass to the table and slowly stood up.
Chapter completed!