Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

At this moment, the Gu clan is in the lobby dedicated to the hospitality of its guests.

Several elders of the Gu clan sat on the right, while on the left sat a group of people in white bottomed blue robes.

It is the wind family represented by the behavior of the wind family.

At this moment, the wind family doesn't look very good.

Especially Miss Wind, her beautiful face is filled with frost:

“Elder Gu Ming, my family came with full sincerity. Even though retirement is unfathomable to my family, we all know the situation of your ancient master. I put my words here today--”

“I, Feng Lin Lang, would never marry a loser! ”

The elders of the Gu clan smiled bitterly at each other.

The old man who headed said, "Miss Feng, it's not that we don't want to, it's Gu Hao, he's really been away for two years, and we can't find anyone. ”

Feng Linlang revealed his suspicions: “Can't find anyone? That's your business! I don't care if you're not here. Return the original letter to me. I don't care if you're here. ”

Elder Gu Ming sighed: “But the letter has always been held by Gu Hao himself. ”

Feng Lin Lang patted the table and stood up and laughed: “Speaking of which, you are pushing three blocks! ”

As she stood up, the two middle-aged men, who had stood quietly behind Feng Lin Lang, each took a step forward, and the heavy momentum suddenly pressed over.

Wushu Peak!

The ancient elders looked at each other and looked a little ugly.

Patriarchs have been shut down, and now the highest strength that the ancient family can come out of is only the peak of the martial arts.

Feng Lin Lang coldly said: “My family came to news ten days in advance, but noble chief has refused to show up, what a huge shelf! ”

Elder Gu Ming stood up and said with a smile: “The chief of the clan has been shut down, I'm sure Miss Feng has heard of it, definitely not a swing shelf. ”

Feng Linlang: “I don't care. All I know is, today, I'm Lin Lang, and I must retire from Gu Hao's trash! ”

“As you wish.” A faint voice sounded from outside the hall.

At the same time, a broken voice rushed towards the wind.

The martial artist standing behind her reached out and grabbed it, and it was a very sophisticated looking Jinling.

The wind was bright in front of the eyes, and a silver bell of the same style was removed from the hand.

Put it together, it's just a pair.

“The letter has been returned, please return the silver bell to me.” The chilling voice sounded behind itself.

Feng Linglang turned around and saw two men in cloaks entering the lobby, followed by a butler.

Her doubtful eyes swept around two people who couldn't see their shapes and faces, and ended up on someone taller:

“Are you Gu Hao? Why are you hiding from the truth? ”

Gu Hao didn't answer her, just repeating: “Give me back the silver bell. ”

Feng Lin Lang was rarely so disgraced, he raised his hand and threw the silver bell out of his hand, laughing coldly: "Well, if you want it, you can have it! ”

The silver bell was headed straight for the ancient Hao door with the sound of the Hehe wind - she was carrying spiritual power.

Everyone knows that Ancient Master Gu Hao is a rotten piece of crap. Feng Linlang's blow is clearly intended to teach each other a lesson.

“You don't dare to be real. Don't be so ugly--”

The sound stopped at the moment the hood fell.

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Fourthly, there is one more today.

Ticket! Ticket!