Dragon Tamer Chapter 231: Hard gas!

"This is the hall master of the Yaoshan Sword Sect, Wu Feng." Bai Qin'an immediately introduced.

The head wearing a black gauze nodded, but did not speak. She did not respond at all when she saw the salute.

Wu Feng was a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that the head of Mianshan Sword Sect was so cold, and he still said that he, the little hall master, didn't get her eyes so.

Wu Feng went on the trip, and found that the sisters who were also the hall masters were staring at him closely.

Wu Feng is somehow over thirty, and he will not confidently think that he is in love with him.

Most of them want to compete with themselves. It's rare that a Hallmaster of the Sword Sect of Remote Mountain came to their mountain, and these swordsmen who were obsessed with kendo themselves might wish to welcome them with swords now.

There seems to be a very important reason.

They really don't welcome men here.

The first girl, Nan Lingsha, was sitting under a white umbrella tent, with fragrant fruit wine in front of her, and a female disciple waited on her side.

And Hao Ye is not so well treated. He basically sits outside, the wind is blowing, the sun is also basking, and there is a simple cup of clear water in front of him, nothing else.

Wu Feng looked at his seat again, and it turned out that it was a futon on which hens could hatch eggs.

Is the gap between men and women really that big?

Hao Ye seems to be an informal person. He wanders away, he often sleeps in broken temples. He is very satisfied with the treatment here, but Wu Feng is not used to it.

He reluctantly sat on the futon, the sun's rays hitting his eyes, making it uncomfortable.

……

After a while, the female disciple Shao Ying ascended the mountain.

Bai Qin'an gave a brief introduction, and sure enough, the hall masters and elders showed some kind of hospitality, and personally put Shao Ying and Nan Lingsha under the noble white tent. , Waited by the female disciple of Mianshan Jianzong.

Shao Ying is low in seniority and not high in strength. She is nothing more than a make up. Seeing Senior Brother Haoye and Senior Uncle Wu Feng sitting in one corner, who are more powerful than herself, suddenly feel uncomfortable.

Wu Feng sighed lightly, waved his hand, and signaled Shao Ying to go to the countryside and follow the customs. After all, it is on someone else’s land. The whole country is like this...

Not long after, Yunzhonghe came up.

Bai Qin'an didn't even introduce it, and the elders and hall masters of the Mianshan Sword Sect were not even interested.

Yunzhonghe was confused and arranged next to Wu Feng. It was also a piece of futon. You can sit as you like. When the sun is the hottest, even in autumn, it will burn people. Feeling uncomfortable.

Yunzhonghe dared not speak.

"Uncle Master, we have come all the way from thousands of miles, and we have already reached the capital. Not only did we leave us alone for a few days, but finally we were able to go up the mountain, why didn't we take us seriously?" Yunzhonghe lowered The voice complained in Wu Feng's ear.

"It's not all that we didn't put us in the eyes, don't you think Shao Ying would treat me kindly?" Wu Feng said helplessly.

Yunzhonghe was speechless.

So, just because they are men?

To him, don't even drink saliva?

On a hot day, Yunzhonghe's hands and feet were cold, and his body was shaking with anger.

When will men be able to stand up in the country?

……

I waited for half an hour.

The people of Mianshan Sword Sect didn't say a word, as if as long as someone didn't climb the mountain, they would not bother to communicate with the people of Remote Mountain Sword Sect.

"I wish that guy Minglang won't get lost, right?" Yun Zhonghe said.

"He doesn't have a sword cultivation base. It may be a bit difficult to read the sword book, so wait." Wu Feng said calmly.

While speaking, Zhu Minglang walked up from the hillside stairs. He glanced at the battle of Mianshan Jianzong. Although all women are pleasing to the eye, they are pleasing to the eye, but they are full of strangers. The cold air makes people really uncomfortable.

"Everyone is here." Bai Qin'an said.

The star painting girl did not go up to the mountain, but was waiting in the kingdom with Fang Niannian.

Considering the possibility of stealing ancient lanterns and jade from the gods, it would be better for a prophet's sister-in-law who doesn't have the ability to protect herself.

"Please take a seat." A female swordswoman with her body wrapped tightly came up and directed Zhu Minglang to a simple futon lying under the sun.

Zhu Minglang went straight to the gorgeous white umbrella tent, sat next to Nan Lingsha, took a bunch of grapes that he usually likes to eat, and didn't regard himself as a guest at all.

"Our rules, men can't enter the canopy, can't sit on the chair..." At this moment, the sword aunt who was wrapped tightly said sharply.

Bai Qin'an was about to speak, but the head of her side raised his hand and signaled Bai Qin'an not to interfere in this matter.

"You set your rules, and it is my business to follow or not." Zhu Minglang said.

"Why are you so rough?" The aunt Jian said angrily.

"Your chief disciple is very polite to me, and you, a little sister-in-law, dare to point fingers here." Zhu Minglang glared at the proud sword-aunt.

Wu Feng, Yun Zhonghe, and Hao Ye looked at Zhu Minglang who was still so arrogant and domineering on other people's sites, and couldn't help but thumb up in their hearts!

Hard gas!

"This is the Sword Sect of the Mianshan Mountain. You can't tolerate your humble man here arrogantly..."

"Get out!" Zhu Minglang was impatient, and yelled.

Twitter, disturbing and clean.

The little sister-in-law, flushed with anger, facing such a person who does not follow the rules at all, she has no choice but to ask for help with a pitiful look in the only hall master who does not wear a saree. .

The hall master has a stern face, stern and domineering as someone in charge of discipline.

"Hall Master Wu Feng, your disciples have no rules in the door, so don't you care about it?" Sword Sister of Commandment asked.

"This is my junior brother Zhu Minglang, not a disciple." Wu Feng responded indifferently.

Manage your wishes? ? ?

The old lady Jianzun can't control it!

Besides, you have to control him~IndoMTL.com~You have to beat him first.

"Our rules have been passed down for thousands of years. We will not have this swordsmanship exchange until the rules are not corrected." Jie Li said.

"There is nothing to communicate with. Some old, boring, and insubstantial swordsmanship, like your group of deep mountains, old forests and self-proclaimed sword aunts, feel that you are still the leader of the swordsmanship. It is purely because you rarely go out. Yelang is arrogant." Zhu Minglang said.

Wu Feng is aside, his eyes are about to come out.

This is the place of others!

Convergence a little bit, the elders and heads are all present!

"Hehe, what a big tone, these years, you dare to speak so much in our Mianshan Sword Sect, you are the second one." The commandment hall master walked up, driving a must-have. .

That's how men are, if they don't fight for a day, they will go to the house to reveal the tiles!