Let’s say that Luo Xingchen stopped self-mutilation and followed Luo Nanshan to go back to the mansion. When he stepped into the main hall, he saw his future father-in-law, Song Tiangang, the master of the Ice and Snow Pavilion, and two great spiritual energy martial artists sitting in the hall. Standing on both sides, head high, arrogance and disdain between the eyebrows.
The lord of the Ice and Snow Pavilion, wearing a white shirt, tied with silk and white jade around his waist, is shining. He is less than 30 years old, and his face is angular and majestic. He has neat short hair and a dark beard that makes him even more imposing. Gentleman style.
On the table, there are a bunch of gift boxes with brocade and dragon patterns. There are many fragrances that radiate through the boxes. The aura is overflowing, and it is not ordinary at first glance.
As soon as Luo Nanshan entered the door, he immediately bowed his hand to Song Tiangang and said, "Hehe, Pavilion Master Song came here, and he never welcomed him far. It's really rude and rude."
"Hey..." Song Tiangang stood up, smiled faintly, and then he said: "Manager Luo is polite. Now Manager Luo's strength is advancing by leaps and bounds. I'm afraid that half of his feet have entered the spiritual image realm. Oh, you are in the Luoshen Palace. It's no wonder that this veteran is so prosperous, it's really gratifying!"
"Thank you, Lord Song, please sit down." Luo Nanshan smiled and stretched out his hand to signal Song Tiangang to sit down, and he sat down immediately.
Luo Xingchen stepped forward consciously, bowed his hands, and said calmly, without a trace of emotion in his tone: "Xingchen has seen Pavilion Master Song."
"Haha... Your nephew is more polite, you are welcome, what can I say, I have also watched you grow up since childhood, you are really more and more handsome, with the shadow of your father back then." Song Tiangang said kindly, his eyes staring at Luo Xingchen , Looked carefully, and then a trace of disappointment flashed across his eyes, and then disappeared in a flash.
Luo Xingchen was neither humble nor arrogant, stood up straight, expressionless, and quietly retreated to the side.
After the polite remarks, Luo Nanshan looked at Song Tiangang with doubts, and said, "Pavilion Master Song, I don’t know what is going on here today?"
Song Tiangang suddenly reduced his smile, glanced at the pile of gift boxes on the table, and said, "Open it."
The two spiritual powers on both sides immediately stepped forward and quickly opened the boxes one by one. Suddenly, a few golden and silver rays of light shone out. It was a plant of elixir, exuding a faint fragrance. In the middle golden brocade box, there is a bottle of medicine pill with the words Ningqi San written on it.
"A small gift is no respect. With these two condensing qi powders, your house will soon add two more spiritual energy experts." Song Tiangang said slowly and leisurely.
Luo Xingchen’s gaze fell on the table, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He knew the elixir on it, but it was a 100-year-old blood mountain ginseng, a 200-year-old wood spirit root, and a 300-year-old one. The ice lotus and the three-hundred-year-old stream spring grass are all very valuable.
He couldn't help wondering, when did Pavilion Master Song become so generous
Luo Nanshan glanced across the tabletop, smiled slightly, and sighed sincerely: "Pavilion Master Song, what a big handwriting, is this still a small gift? It's really bad for me to wait."
Song Tiangang spoke immediately, and his tone became a little indifferent: "I am here today because I have an important matter, and I want to discuss with Brother Luo Tian."
"Oh?" Luo Nanshan's eyes condensed, his complexion changed slightly, and he suddenly asked: "What's the matter? The palace lord is in retreat, not seeing guests, and everything in the palace can be decided by me. Pavilion lord Song said it's okay."
Song Tiangang became serious and said: "Brother Luo has to come forward in person for this matter!"
After all, he slowly took out a post from his chest and put it on the table gently.
Luo Nanshan glanced away and wrote three words on the resignation letter.
In an instant, Luo Nanshan's complexion sank, became solemn, and became chilly.
His cold eyes released bursts of chill, looked directly at Song Tiangang, lowered his voice, and said coldly: "Pavilion Master Song, what do you mean?"
Song Tiangang suddenly changed his face, lowered his head, unhurriedly, and sighed, with an embarrassing look: "Hey... I originally wanted to accept my nephew to be my son-in-law. It was only last month, little girl. Awakening talent, invited by the Ziyin Sect, seniors who are in the spirit of the image want to accept her as a personal disciple. The little girl has a marriage contract with her nephew. It is a pity, the body of the nephew... Alas... it's all God's will, but For the sake of my daughter's future, in order not to be shackled by the world, I have no choice but to make this decision. I hope Brother Luo can agree that if the little girl turns into a dragon, Song will definitely bring a big gift and come here to apologize!"
"Huh!" Luo Nanshan smiled coldly, with a little disdain in his heart. Song Tiangang's words seemed reasonable and excusable, but in fact they were full of falsehood, but they found an excuse for the benefit of Ice Snow Pavilion.
Luo Nanshan had already known in his heart that the idea of retiring was not a day or two. Bingxue Pavilion had long been there, but he could not find a suitable reason for fear of being criticized. But this time, Ziyinzong's acceptance of disciples happened to create a reason for Song Tiangang.
Luo Xingchen on the side, from the beginning to the present, has been listening quietly, motionless, his face has never been too much expression, as if everything has nothing to do with him, he has only indifferent.
Hearing Song Tiangang's words, Luo Nanshan's expression became solemn, and his eyes became colder and sharper.
"Leader Song, I remember you originally proposed to marry Luoshenfu, now you come up to remarry, aren't you afraid that the people of the world will laugh at you?"
"Haha... Manager Luo has been thinking about it too much, the people of the world will understand me, and I hope your house will understand it too." Song Tiangang still looked calm and calm, and didn't rush.
Luo Nanshan calmed his face and glanced at a martial attendant at the door: "Go to the back mountain, call the palace lord back, and report it to you!"
"Yes." After hearing this, the martial attendant decisively started and ran away, his figure getting farther and farther...
A quarter of an hour later, the back mountain, the Xingyan cave—
There are many stalactites hanging upside down here. Inside the cave are shining stones, like stars, with gurgling streams flowing out of the spring, reflecting the entire rock wall in the cave, colorful, quite beautiful, no wonder it is called Xingyan Cave.
This martial attendant cautiously walked into it, and every time he took a step, the cave began to emit "ta-ta-ta" echoes, especially clear and loud. Therefore, he didn't dare to go fast, so he could only take light steps, for fear of disturbing the people in the cave-Luo Tian!
After walking for dozens of steps, the cave is gradually wide and clear, and the sound of gurgling water echoes like beautiful music.
Wu Shi swept his eyes to both sides of the stream, and saw the figure of a sloppy and sloppy young man. He suddenly knelt down, bowed his head, and respectfully clasped his fists and said: "The subordinates have seen the palace lord! There is something important!"
After a long while, the sloppy figure seemed to be sleeping soundly, without any response.
"The subordinate has something important to report! The chief manager asked the palace lord to go to the main hall, one hundred thousand in a hurry!"
Wu Shi had to repeat it again aloud, and added more energy and vinegar to speak more seriously, and his voice echoed in the entire Xingyan Cave for a long time.
The sloppy Tsing Yi figure finally moved lazily, and an indifferent voice came out: "The sky is falling? Why do you call me?"
The servant Wu looked speechless, with a cold sweat on his forehead, and once again solemnly said completely: "It is the pavilion master Bingxue Pavilion who is here, and he has sent the resignation letter, and wants to dissolve Song Qingyue's marriage contract with the young master!"
The sloppy figure moved lazily again, and said nonchalantly: "This cheap daughter-in-law, I didn't want it at all. Let them go, and we will divorce after we divorce. From then on, Bingxue Pavilion and my Luoshen Mansion have nothing to do with each other!"
In the tone that sounded indifferent, there was not the slightest irritation that made Wu Shi secretly sighed: Palace Lord, Palace Lord, your heart is really big.
But he still scratched his head in embarrassment and frowned: "Palace Lord! Retirement and divorce are not the same concept. They are doing this to insult my reputation of Luoshenfu!"
"Oh..." The sloppy young man rolled over slowly, and resumed his state of walking dead again, motionless, and turned his back to Wu Shi indifferently: "Is there any reputation for my Luoshenfu? I just want to humiliate it. My son is not dead, don’t disturb me... Um... sleeping..."
"..." The young Wu Shi was stunned for a moment, and was speechless for a moment, so he fell asleep? Black lines appeared on his forehead, and he couldn't help but scold his mother.
Is there such a palace owner? I didn’t care about things in the mansion for a few years. I was drunk and dreamed all day long. I didn’t even bother to care about the mansion being bullied. It seemed that except for the son’s life was worth a little money, everything else was not important. Even if there are robbers to plunder, let them snatch it. ! He went to sleep...
If it weren't for Luo Tian's strength and identity, this martial attendant really couldn't help but rush to beat him.
No way, he could not persuade Luo Tian, Wu Shi finally shook his head and sighed, helplessly bowed his head, turned and left.
On the way back, his heart was still indignant. After walking out of the cave, he frowned and said to himself: "Oh...Palace lord...How can you be worthy of the ancestors when you are like this? ?"
For a long while, Luo Nanshan sat quietly in the main hall for a long time, only to see that the martial attendant finally stepped in and retelled Luo Tian's original words listlessly.
When Luo Nanshan froze for a long time and was speechless when he heard Luo Tian say that he would retreat when he retired, and let Bingxue pavilion get out, Song Tiangang looked complicated, embarrassed, annoyed, and a little bit of joy at the same time.
"Hey..." Luo Nanshan couldn't laugh or cry. As expected, Luo Tian's temper was as he thought. He had already figured out Luo Tian's temper. He had just sent someone to call Luo Tian and just pretended to be, he knew that Luo Tian would definitely let it go.
But now, Luo Nanshan's face was full of regret. He smiled bitterly and looked at Song Tiangang, stood up and said, "Since the palace lord agrees, then let's follow the words of the palace lord Song."
Song Tiangang got up, his face was a little ugly, it was really that Luo Tian's curse was a bit harsh. At this time, he calmly said, "I have something to do. Goodbye, this resignation letter, please check with Manager Luo."
Luo Nanshan hadn't made any movement that day, and Luo Xingchen, who had been watching coldly, moved at this moment. He walked forward and didn't even look at Song Tiangang. He picked up the resignation letter and glanced indifferently.
Immediately, he tore it lightly, and the divorce book turned into two pages of waste paper and fell to the ground.
Song Tiangang immediately stared angrily: "You... You are rude!"
Luo Xingchen was expressionless, still didn't look up, and said calmly: "Pavilion Master Song, I understand what you mean. From now on, she is her, I am me, and we have nothing to do."
"Huh!" Song Tiangang glanced at Luo Xingchen for a long time, unable to say a word, and finally flicked his sleeves and broke out. The two spiritual energy martial artists behind him also stared at Luo Xingchen fiercely, full of killing intent.
Luo Xingchen turned a blind eye, his face was indifferent.