Tian Yuan

Chapter 1116 Rumors

Knowing that Chen Qingyuan controls the Zijun Sword will definitely make the Shangqi Emperor clan very restless.

If you keep these people out, it will only make things more troublesome.

Although I am not afraid of going to the Qidi clan, for the sake of Zijunjian, I still have to deal with it patiently!

"Da da da......"

The scene was more important, so Lin Changsheng put down what he was doing and strode over.

A pair of eyes fell on Lin Changsheng with complicated expressions.

Sitting down at the main seat, Lin Changsheng glanced at everyone present, and said solemnly and solemnly, "Why did you come all the way?"

The real leader of this group of people visiting this time is the thirteen elders of the Shangqi Emperor Clan, who have reached the Shenqiao seven steps away.

"This is a little bit of my clan's wishes. Please accept it from Qingzong."

The thirteenth elder wore a gray robe, his face was full of wrinkles, and he was older. He stood up slowly, took out ten gift boxes, and hung them in the air with a hoarse voice.

Each gift box is engraved with complex Taoist patterns, presumably to suppress the Taoist charm of the treasures in the box and prevent them from spreading out.

It's just a box, but it's a holy treasure. The things inside are definitely not vulgar.

"The Qing Zong and the Shangqi Emperor Clan have no contact in the past. Your Excellency suddenly offered you your heart. How dare I accept it?" Lin Changsheng was not moved by the benefits in front of him. He looked calm and spoke slowly: "Tell me your intention. Bar!"

"Sect Leader Lin must have guessed that the purpose of this old man's trip is precisely for the ancestral weapon of our clan."

The Thirteenth Elder doesn't hold back and keeps his words straight.

Lin Changsheng didn't answer and looked at him coldly.

Seeing this situation, the Thirteenth Elder continued: "Venerable Chen accidentally obtained something belonging to our clan. I came here this time in the hope that the property will be returned to its original owner."

"Oh." Lin Changsheng responded with one word.

Then, nothing more happened.

Inside the guest hall, it was unusually quiet.

The people of the Imperial Clan felt like they were sitting on pins and needles.

What does the word "oh" mean to you? Don't want to return it? Still can’t make the decision?

The atmosphere was weird, very dull and depressing.

"Sect Master Lin, can I meet Venerable Chen?"

The Thirteenth Elder was not angry. He lowered his posture as much as possible and said with cupped fists.

"Junior brother is resting. If you are willing, please wait for a few days!"

Lin Changsheng said.

"Okay, then the old man and others will bother you for a few more days."

Without seeing Chen Qingyuan, it was impossible for the Thirteenth Elder and others to leave.

As for how many days it was left to dry, it didn't matter.

After a brief chat, Lin Changsheng asked someone to arrange a place to live, then turned around and left.

The gifts sent by the Shangqi Emperor clan were not accepted.

The disciple on duty who was serving tea and water saw Mo Lianqing in a splendid pink dress. He couldn't help but take a few more glances and thought to himself: "This person is even more beautiful than the Princess of the Phoenix Clan."

The ninth princess of the Feng clan had stayed in Qingzong for a while and won the favor of many people. She once expressed her love to Chen Qingyuan in public, causing a stir.

......

That night, an elegant attic.

Chen Qingyuan and Lin Changsheng sat across from each other, sipping tea and chatting about the imperial clan.

"Junior brother, if the Shangqi Emperor clan achieves its goal, I'm afraid they won't leave easily."

Lin Changsheng narrated the entire process that happened in the guest hall in detail.

"Don't worry."

The grand banquet has just ended, and Chen Qingyuan's style is unparalleled in the world.

As long as the people in power of the Shangqi Emperor Clan have any brains, it is impossible for them to break up with Chen Qingyuan outside the old land.

"I saw a very beautiful girl. The name and origin of this girl were written on the list of visitors. She is a princess from the Shangqi Emperor clan, named Mo Lianqing."

Lin Changsheng pondered: "From what I see, the Shangqi Emperor clan will not only offer treasures, but also beauties."

He has been in power for many years and has experienced too many intrigues. Lin Changsheng could deduce the intentions of the Shangqi Emperor Clan after a little analysis.

Moreover, the Imperial Clan did not hide it and first put Mo Lianqing's name at the top of the visiting list.

According to common sense, an accompanying princess should go out for training, so how could she be ranked before the core elders.

Since the name was at the front, it was intended to attract Lin Changsheng's attention.

They are all old foxes who have lived for tens of thousands of years. With a glance, you can know what the other person means.

"Ha." Chen Qingyuan didn't pay much attention. He took a sip of tea and said calmly: "I'm not interested in women. If the Shangqi Emperor Clan can lower their heads and give them more resources, we can talk about it."

"Speaking of women, I am actually very curious." Before Lin Changsheng could say the second half of his sentence, his eyes began to change. His body subconsciously stepped back, and with a serious expression, he lowered his voice: "You Are you interested in the same sex?"

"Cough cough cough..." Chen Qingyuan choked on the tea he just drank. I never expected that senior brother would suddenly say such a sentence.

No longer calm, no longer indifferent.

"Nonsense!" Chen Qingyuan quickly denied it. If this was confirmed by Lin Changsheng, it would be too damaging to his image: "Brother, when have you been so out of tune?"

"Brother, what's wrong with you? It's obviously your own fault!" Lin Changsheng pretended to be serious and began to analyze: "You are surrounded by a bunch of brothers, but you don't see a confidante."

"I'm not interested in women, and I'm even less interested in men. Senior brother, please don't spread rumors."

Chen Qingyuan gritted his teeth and replied seriously.

"Is it possible that you don't like men and women, but certain objects? Fetishes?"

Lin Changsheng's imagination was wide open.

"Senior brother!" Chen Qingyuan shouted loudly with dark lines on his face.

"Don't be impatient." Lin Changsheng realized that Chen Qingyuan was indeed a little angry. He grinned and hurriedly explained: "Brother, I have read a lot of story books recently. I have a sudden idea. Don't pay attention to it."

"Senior brother, when did you become interested in dialogue?"

Chen Qingyuan was speechless.

"Your nephew was secretly reading it, but I confiscated it. I had nothing to do, so I read a few books."

Lin Changsheng passed the responsibility to his apprentice and said with a naive smile.

"Senior brother, you are still too idle."

Chen Qingyuan complained.

"Ahem..." Lin Changsheng cleared his throat and returned to his serious look, as if the person who was gossiping a second ago was not him. He said seriously: "Let's talk about business, we are going too far."

"Pretending." Chen Qingyuan didn't want to drink tea with Lin Changsheng anymore, so he chuckled and turned around to leave.

After hearing this comment from Chen Qingyuan, Lin Changsheng's expression remained unchanged, solemn and solemn.

"I'll come out and see you in five days."

Before walking out of the Accord, Chen Qingyuan left a message.

"I know, I'll make arrangements."

Lin Changsheng replied.

Back at his mansion, Chen Qingyuan lay on the grass, drinking wine and thinking a lot.

After a while, Chen Qingyuan took out the Zijun Sword and wanted to talk to him.

"Zheng——"

The Zijun sword appeared, its luster was dim, and it hung in mid-air, making a slight sword roar.