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Chapter 120 120. The Lin Family Conspiracy
When Jiang Xingmeng brought Nan Zhixiang and three people to the audition site, he happened to hear Ji Nianchen insulting Luo Zhishan.

Jiang Xingmeng frowned, pulled over a contestant next to him, and asked, "What happened?"

The contestant thought Jiang Xingmeng was a melon eater, and immediately became happy, and told her with relish: "That's Luo Zhishan, the master of Kaitai Palace. He was performing a painting performance just now, and as a result, he painted an erotic picture - tsk tsk, The person inside seems to be himself!"

Jiang Xingmeng's eyes froze immediately, and he looked at Luozhi Mountain standing in the center of the venue.

Luo Zhishan was born quite like a dog, but his eyes were dark, he looked like a dark critic.

Jiang Xingmeng squinted her eyes and looked at Luo Shuanghan, who was in charge of registration next to the venue. Her second senior sister's face was very pale at the moment. She must have been made angry and scared by Luo Zhishan.

But now, after Ji Nianchen finished outputting, Xie Buyan spoke.

"Luozhishan." He glanced at Luozhishan indifferently, "There are very problematic thoughts, so I won't pass it."

Qin Yinyue smiled gently: "Not approved."

There was no particularly disappointed look on Luo Zhishan's face - he just wanted to show his face and tell Luo Shuanghan...

He found her.

Jiang Xingmeng snorted coldly, then ran to Luo Shuanghan, sat down next to her, held her hand affectionately, and said, "Second Senior Sister, when you are done, let's go to Mingyue Tower."

Only then did Luo Shuanghan come back to his senses.

Her trembling hands calmed down because of Jiang Xingmeng's closeness, and her whole body calmed down a lot.

The uncle is still there, the master is also in the dark, and there are so many people here, it is expected that Luo Zhishan would not dare to do anything.

Luo Shuanghan also knew that Jiang Xingmeng was venting his anger on his own behalf, so he felt much more at ease and felt warm.

She calmed down, without even looking at Luo Zhishan, she smiled at Jiang Xingmeng: "Okay, I haven't been there for a while, I don't know if Mr. Zhu misses me."

Mr. Zhu is the romantic young man they were in Mingyue Tower last time.

Jiang Xingmeng secretly said that she deserves to be the second senior sister, and she was quick to take over the show.

Luo Zhishan listened and frowned - Wuyou was dead, and the method was clearly that of Luo Shuanghan, and the place where he died was in Nanfeng Pavilion.

... This Mingyue Building doesn't sound like a serious place.

Luo Zhishan heard Luo Shuanghan and Jiang Xingmeng start to discuss the good-looking man and delicious snacks in Mingyue Tower, and his face became more and more ugly.

Jiang Xingmeng and Luo Shuanghan saw it secretly and felt so happy.

Luo Zhishan's face was gloomy, and just as he was about to step towards Luo Shuanghan, he was blocked by Xie Buyan: "Palace Master Luo, those who have not passed are not allowed to stay in the venue—please."

Luo Zhishan's expression froze.

After all, Xie Buyan is the Qinghan Immortal Lord, and he is in the stage of transcending tribulation. With him here, no one dares to be presumptuous.

Luo Zhishan could only reluctantly leave the scene.

Jiang Xingmeng then smiled at Luo Shuanghan and said, "Sooner or later, I will kill Luo Zhishan with my own hands."

Jiang Xingmeng was laughing when he spoke, and his voice was as delicate and sweet as ever, but the words he said were so penetrating.

Luo Shuanghan froze for a moment, then patted Jiang Xingmeng's head: "Little Junior Sister, it's not good to be too murderous."

Jiang Xingmeng said indifferently: "When I killed someone for the first time, I was not yet ten years old."

After a pause, she changed the subject and said, "I've recruited Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, and Qiu Senior Brother to be contestants, and we'll see how they perform."

While speaking, Jiang Xingmeng's message card rang, and she glanced at it, and it was a message from Mr. Nan Zhixiang.

She frowned - Prime Minister Nan is nearby, there is no reason to send a message to herself, unless...

Unless, it's something about the Lin family who has made some inquiries.

[I got it clear, Xie Heng used to be a water and wood dual spirit root, the water spirit root was an earth grade, and the wood spirit root was a mysterious grade. 】Nan Zhixiang said, 【It's interesting to say that the baby girl born in the side branch of the Lin family a few days ago also has the dual spiritual roots of water and wood, the same ground product water and mysterious product wood. 】

Jiang Xingmeng suddenly felt creepy.

The Lin family dug out people's spiritual roots and planted them in their own family members. This incident probably didn't go away.

She quickly asked: [What's going on in Luozhi Mountain? 】

Prime Minister Nan: [Luo Zhishan most likely knew about this, but he didn't want to be involved, but he couldn't stand such behavior, so he probably did it intentionally when he burned down the Lin family. 】

Jiang Xingmeng put down the summoning card, thoughtful.

This matter is too big, I'm afraid they can't handle it alone, and we have to think about how to deal with it in the long run.

Although Xie Buyan is a well-known Qinghan Immortal Venerable, he doesn't do ordinary things, so I'm afraid he can only be a mascot and make specific plans...

Jiang Xingmeng quickly went through the people he knew in his mind, and then locked on three.

One is Ji Wuwang, the owner of Penglai Island. He seems to have a good impression of himself and the emperor brother, so he should help with this favor.

One is An Jingzhi, the Supreme Elder of the Qingming Sect, who was mentioned by the elder brother [Don't bother me] earlier. She is the actual person in power of the Qingming Sect.

The last one... is [Don't bother me] big brother.

But before reporting this matter to them, I also learned that there would be no words and no words to thank.

Jiang Xingmeng was deep in thought, not noticing that Yu Qingge and Nan Zhixiang had already started their performance on the stage.

Yu Qingge: "Hello fellow instructors, the program I brought today is Chest Shattering Black Iron."

Everyone: "...???"

Full of confidence, he asked someone to bring a piece of black iron, then lay down on the ground, and asked someone to put the black iron on his chest.

He didn't even ask anyone to help smash the iron, he pulled out the Tianxin Sword from his waist, then gave a loud shout, and hit the black iron with the sword, after a loud noise, the black iron shattered into slag.

Yu Qingge shook off the ashes from his body, then stood up confidently and faced the instructor's seat, with a hint of pride in his tone: "My performance is complete."

Everyone: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Some contestants expressed doubts: "Didn't you say this is a cultural program?"

Xie Buyan and Qin Yinyue were also silent.

Yu Qingge, Nan Zhixiang, and Qiu Qianxue were pre-determined candidates to pass the audition, but the current situation of Yu Qingge... really makes them impossible.

The two couldn't help but looked at Jiang Xingmeng in unison, only to see that Jiang Xingmeng seemed to be thinking about something, his mind was wandering, and he had always lost hope.

After a moment, Xie Buyan said after careful consideration: "...Well, very energetic."

Ji Nianchen was also shocked, and it took him a long time to find his voice: "It's pretty good, very lively."

It was Qin Yinyue's turn.

Qin Yinyue took a deep breath, as if dreaming back when she was a draft instructor in the 21st century and saw all kinds of strange contestants on stage.

He twitched the corners of his mouth, trying to maintain his superficial calm: "That's the thing, how should I say it? In fact, it can also be said, this thing, it's just such a thing, it's hard to say."

Everyone: "."

Qin Yinyue racked her brains to come up with a compliment: "How to put it, I think Yu Qingge is a player with great potential and has a lot of room for improvement."

There is the art of speaking.

(End of this chapter)