Demon’s Diary

“Tong Xuan Daneng? ”

When Ouyang Qian heard this, he was surprised to cover his sandalwood mouth and measured up and down against Sathur.

Ouyang Qin similarly shocked and looked at Sathur with a little more confusion

Sathur heard the words of Liu Ming, but sighed and said:

“Whether the little lady is under the door of Tong Xuan Daneng is not very important at all. I came to Ouyang family this time to find my father, who is also from Ouyang family. ”

The Ouyang Qian sisters naturally snorted again, but the purple robe man's face was gloomy and his eyes shimmered without knowing what to think.

“Yes, I remember you telling me before that your father was from the Middle East, and I didn't think he was from the Ouyang family.” But Liu Ming was a little sudden.

“My father's name was Ouyang Yang, and I personally said to my mother that he was Ouyang's son. Otherwise, I would not have left the southern desert this time and found him directly here.” Sathur said softly.

“Ouyang Qiao”

The Ouyang Qian sisters showed some confusion on their faces and did not seem to have heard of the name.

The complexion of the middle-aged man in the purple robe slightly changed, but the next moment seemed to think of something, the color of the divine color instantly recovered as usual.

This instantaneous change is still seen in the eyes of Sathur and Liu Ming.

“It is also hoped that the elderly will give the young woman a chance to meet the owner of your household. As soon as the latter learns the exact news of her father, she will turn her head and go. She will never again entangle Ouyang's half of the family.” Sathur asked eagerly.

“As I have told you many times, the Ouyang family does not have this person. If you're in the wrong place, why are you still obsessed?” Ouyangxin is a little impatient.

“Impossible, my father personally told my mother that he was from the Ouyang family of one of the eight great families of the Jomtien mainland, one of the core disciples of the twenty-eighth generation, Ouyang Ying...” Sha Chuer hurried.

“My husband doesn't have to deceive you, Ouyang family does not have this person on the record. Jomtien mainland has many families. The last name is Ouyang and not my family. Please leave quickly and go elsewhere for news.” The middle-aged man in the purple robe coldly said.

Sathur opened his mouth and argued, but Ouyang Xin waved his sleeve and his voice was strong:

“The old man's words are over, Ouyang family doesn't welcome girls, please make yourselves at home, otherwise don't blame the old man for being rude! ”

The voice just dropped, a spiritual pressure fluttered, causing the surrounding air to burst into a light ripple.

Sisters Ouyang Qian and Sathur groaned and couldn't help but take another step backwards to stabilize their body.

Only after Liu Ming slightly swayed his body in place, if nothing happened to him, would he bear it.

This caused Ouyang Xin to look at Liu Ming more unexpectedly, coldly snorted, then turned around and walked into the hall.

Sathur saw this, his lips bit slightly, and finally he smiled and went out in a gloomy way.

Liu Ming frowned slightly, but did not chase him out immediately.

From the previous situation, eight or nine of the ten fathers of Sathur are really Ouyang's children, and it is highly likely that Ouyang's secrets will be involved. Otherwise, an outsider will really break into Ouyang's house so hard, it may be so easy to let people leave.

But he remembered correctly, as Sathur once said, his father had long been sitting in the desert. If so, what would this woman do in Ouyang's house?

If he doesn't know the real reason for this, it's really not a good idea to help each other, so as not to be awkward.

“Brother Liu, the owner is in the palace, let's go inside too.” Ouyang Qian glanced back at the middle-aged man in the purple robe and followed along with Ouyang Qin.

Liu Ming turned his head and looked at the long gone Sathur. After a slight indulgence flashed in his eyes, he continued to move forward.

Once in the entrance to the main hall, is another short corridor, on both sides are several waiters in purple clothes standing hands down, there is also a high hall entrance in front, the middle-aged man in purple robe has long gone missing, obviously has entered, and Ouyang Qian and his wife are waiting at the front door at this moment.

Liu Ming saw this, his figure flashed and came to the two women, saying:

“Keep the two of you waiting. ”

Ouyang Qian did not say anything, turned around, the sleeve robe flashed down, the door opened, the two people took the lead to go in.

Liu Ming walked in without hesitation.

As soon as the parties stepped in, they discovered that they were unhappy in front of them.

Inside the hall is an acre-sized hall, four or five feet tall, with purple crystals embedded on the walls on all sides, and a palace lamp hanging high above the dome looks like some wealthy elephant of the mundane world.

Across the hall, a white man in a purple gold robe sits on a large mahogany chair.

He was about thirty years old, had a short beard on his lips, looked a little elegant, and was measuring Liu Ming with a lot of fun.

Previously on Ouyangxin, he sat unemotionally on one side.

Liu Ming's eyes joined them and his body couldn't help slightly shocking.

He felt the huge similarity of thunder demons on this elegant man, and the appearance of a few strong points.

After the Ouyang Qian sisters paid tribute to the elegant man, Ouyang Qian's lip slightly rumored back a few words, and then stood on one side.

“The younger generation, Taiqingmen Liu Ming, met Ouyang's master.” Liu Ming bowed for a gift.

Before he came to Mount Xuanmeng, he also had some knowledge of the Ouyang family owners.

His name is Ouyang Jianqiu in front of him. It is rumored that he has been taking over the Ouyang family for less than a hundred years. He has been very low-key in the outside world. At first sight, his appearance is so young.

“It turns out that Liu Xian's nephew is too Qingmen. He is a talented man.” After listening to Ouyang Qian's voice, the Julia man first revealed a hint of surprise, but when he weighed Liu Ming's eyes up and down, he finally smiled and opened his mouth slightly dull.

“The younger generations have also heard the name of the family owner for a long time. Today, they can look at the truth and are also the occasion for the younger generations.” Liu Ming respectfully replied.

“Hey, you're not old enough to talk. Listen to Qian Er, Liu Xian's nephew came to Xuanmengshan this time to borrow the clear and delicate walls?” Ouyang sword took a sip of teacup in autumn and seemed to ask casually.

“The homeowner Mingzheng, the master Yin Jiu Ling and the elder Ouyang Eung of the noble family had an agreement, promised me that my disciple Taiqingmen would borrow three clean and luxurious walls, so I dared to come forward to ask each other.” Liu Ming replied with a compliment.

“That's right...” Ouyang Jianqiu nodded and sighed.

“Master Qi, the matter of Elder Yin Jiu Ling in Taiqing Gate was a private agreement, and he did not report it to his elder council for adoption, so whether this agreement should be fulfilled also needs to be carefully discussed.” The middle-aged man in the purple robe said faintly at this time.

As soon as Liu Ming heard this, his face suddenly grew heavy, but as an outsider, it was not easy to say much at this moment, otherwise it would be counterproductive.

“Master Qi, Qin thinks Elder Singh is wrong to say this. As far as I know, Elder Eung promised this exchange not for no reason, but in exchange for several of his disciples who remained bottlenecked for years in the clan to gain access to the Devil's Way. Now that we have a deal, how can we go against it? Otherwise, let no one laugh at Ouyang's words and disbelieve him.” Ouyang Qin actually openly and directly targeted middle-aged people in purple robes.

“You...” Ouyang Shin's face changed and his eyes flashed a little cold.

“Qin's words make sense...” The Joya man nodded.

“Homeowner, the Clear Lingwall is a sacred relic of my own people, I Ouyang family thousands of disciples are also waiting to use this treasure to break the bottleneck, and ask the homeowner to think twice! Even lending to this person… should be in the back row.” Ouyang Xinyin glanced at Liu Ming and said, but the tone was clearly not as strong as it had been before.

“Humph! What did Elder Singh mean by this is that he wanted to use the clear lingwall for the boy of Magic Xuanzheng first. I really don't know what advantages Magic Xuanzheng gave Elder Singh privately, so that Elder Singh planned for him? Tell your lord, the Magic Sect has always been inconsistent with Ouyang's family. Do not trust him!” Ouyang Qian no longer hesitates to make a direct intervention.

“Huh, you two are talking nonsense in front of the owner! Family Presbyterian Council has already decided to borrow Dragon Xuan this person to complete the big thing for the family, so it is agreed to borrow a clean and luminous wall at the cost. At the same time, the marriage between the two is also a decision of the Family Presbyterian Council. It is not acceptable for the two younger generations to dispute it.” Ouyang Xin instead returned to calm and chilling.

“Since this marriage involves our sisters, can't we both say so? The resolution of the so-called Presbyterian Church is simply a private decision of a small number of elders while the majority of the elders in the tribe are no longer in office. How can it be true...” Ouyang Qian argued rationally.

At this moment, the elegant man in the main seat took a quick sip of the teacup as if he had not heard the debate below.

Liu Ming saw the situation and admired the people's capital.

“If you do that big thing for your family, I think Yudo is more appropriate than Dragon Xuan. After all, at the previous years' Heavenly Gate meeting, Yudo can seize power and strength, and still be far above Dragon Xuan.” Ouyang suddenly said.

“Oh, I've heard about it, too.” The Julia man heard the speech and looked at Liu Ming with a slight glimmer.

“The younger generation is just lucky.” Liu Ming heard Ouyang Qin pull himself out directly as an arrow badge. Although his eyebrows wrinkled, after a few quick turns of his mind, he did not directly say the words of denial.

“Tianmen's luck is a big part of it, and it doesn't mean that he is strong enough. Perhaps the Liu's nephew just got lucky in it.” Ouyang Xin said with a grin.

“Has Elder Singh ever entered the realm of Heavenly Gate?” Ouyang Qian said lightly.

“You…” The middle-aged man in the purple robe suddenly caught his breath.

This Tianmen Congress is naturally inaccessible to him, and the last Tianmen Congress is now 800 years away. I'm afraid even if it were born, it would still be far from meeting the conditions for access.

(This chapter found a small BUG, forgot to modify it again!