Dragon Herder

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“This is the hall master of the Mountain Sword Sect, Wu Feng.” Bai Qin’an immediately introduced.

The Sect Master wearing a black saree 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 Sect Master of the Mountain Sword Sect was so Gao Leng, and he still said that he, the little hall master, did not see her in this way.

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

Anyway, Wu Feng is a person over 30 years old and would not confidently think that others are fancying himself.

Most of them want to compete with themselves. It’s rare that a hall master from the Mountain Sword sect comes to their mountain, and these swordsmen who are obsessed with sword dao themselves, I guess they would like to carry their swords to welcome them now.

There seems to be a very important reason.

They really don’t welcome men here.

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

But Hao Ye was not so well treated. He basically sat outside, the wind was blowing, the sun was also basking, and there was a simple glass of clear water in front of him, nothing else.

Wu Feng looked at his seat again, and it turned out to be a futon, the kind that hens can incubate on.

Is the gap between men and women really that big?

Hao Ye seems to be an informal person. He who wanders away often sleeps in broken temples. He is already 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, female disciple Shao Ying ascended the mountain.

Bai Qin’an gave a brief introduction. Sure enough, the hall masters and Elder showed some kind of hospitality that they should have, and personally invited Shao Ying to the noble white tent with Nan Lingsha. The female disciple of Mountain Sword Sect is waiting.

Shao Ying is low in seniority and not high in strength. She is nothing more than a make-up. Seeing Haoye Senior Brother and Wu Feng, who are more powerful than herself, sit in a little pitifully in the corner, she suddenly feels uncomfortable.

Wu Feng lightly sighed, 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 those few Mountain Sword Zong Elder and the hall master were not even interested.

Yunzhonghe was confused, and then he was arranged next to Wu Feng. It was also a futon. You can sit as you like. When the sun is hot, even in autumn, it makes people feel uncomfortable.

Yunzhonghe dared not speak.

“Uncle Master, we came from 1000 li, and we have already arrived in the capital. Not only did we leave us aside for a few days, but finally we were able to go up the mountain, so we didn’t take us seriously?” Yun Zhonghe lowered his voice. He complained in Wu Feng’s ear.

“It’s not that we didn’t take us seriously, don’t you look at Shao Ying and treat me kindly?” Wu Feng said helplessly.

Yunzhonghe was speechless.

So, just because they are male?

To him, he wouldn’t even drink his 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?

……

Waited for a little one hour.

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

“That fellow Zhu Minglang won’t get lost, right?” Yun Zhonghe said.

“He doesn’t have a sword repair cultivation base. It may be a bit difficult to read the sword manual, so wait.” Wu Feng said calmly.

While speaking, Zhu Minglang walked up from the hillside stairs. He glanced at the Mountain Sword sect. Although all women are pleasing to the eye and pleasing to the eye, they are filled with a chill that no stranger should enter. It is really uncomfortable.

“Everyone is there,” Bai Qin’an said.

The star painting girl not at all went up the mountain, waiting in the country with Fang Niannian.

Considering the possibility of stealing the ancient lamp jade from the gods, it would be better for a prophet sister who has no self-protection ability to avoid risk.

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

However, 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 rule is that men cannot enter the canopy or sit on chairs…” At this moment, the sword aunt who was wrapped tightly said sharply.

Bai Qin’an was about to speak, but the Sect Master next to her raised his hand and signaled Bai Qin’an not to interfere in the matter.

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

“Why are you so rough?” said the sword aunt panting with rage.

“You Chief Disciple are all kind 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 despotic on other people’s sites, and couldn’t help but give thumbs up in the heart!

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“This is the Mountain Sword Sect. You cannot be impudent here as a humble man…”

“Get lost!” Zhu Minglang was impatient and scolded coldly.

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That little sister-in-law, flushed with anger, facing such an unruly person, she had no choice but to ask for help from the only hall master who did not wear Sa Li with a pitiful look in her eyes.

The hall master had a stern face, stern and overbearing as a group of people in charge of commandments.

“Palace Master Wu Feng, your discipline has no rules in the door, so you don’t care about it?” Jie Li Jian asked.

“This is my Little Junior Brother Zhu Minglang, not a discipline.” Wu Feng responded indifferently.

Control Zhu Minglang? ? ?

The old lady Jianzun couldn’t control it!

Besides, to control him, you have to beat him first.

“We have inherited the rules for 1000 years, and we will not exchange this time sword technique until the rules have not been corrected.” Said Sword Sister Commander.

“There is nothing to communicate with. Some old, boring, and useless old Sword Art, like you group of deep mountains and old forests, self-proclaimed sword aunts, think that you are still the leader of Sword Sect, purely because you rarely go out, arrogant. “Zhu Minglang said.

Wu Feng was on the side, his eyes staring out.

This is the place of others!

Converge a little bit, the Elder level and Sect Master level are all present!

“Hehe, it’s a big tone. Over the years, you have dared to speak so loudly in our Mountain Sword Sect. You are the second one.” The commandment hall master walked up and drove up and down.

Men are like this, do not fight for a day, go to the house to reveal the tile!