The sky eye doctor of the female president

Chapter 307 The Taste of Being Rejected
The little junior sister suffered a lot, and finally realized what it was like to be rejected by others.

the next morning.

How did Qin Lang defeat the two out-of-the-horse families among the four major families in the northern region, how he killed the leader and protector of the Fire Worship Cult, and how he killed Liu Jiang and Lei Ling who were sent by the secret organization in the capital to intercept him.

These three things are propagated everywhere by the speed of light.

Five Xuanzong.

After learning about the death of the leader of Zoroastrianism, other sects were called immediately.

Solemn conference hall.

Fang Shui'er, the leader of Xueling Sect who came here first, is a young woman who is good at elements of water, snow and ice.

She is tall and slender, with a graceful posture. She is dressed in blue ancient clothes and decorated with shiny ornaments. Her eyes seem to be full of affection, which seems to be enchanting.

But everyone knows that this woman kills people without blinking an eye, she is the most ferocious existence in Wuxuanzong, she is obsessed with cultivation and doesn't care about world affairs.

The lower half of her face is always covered with a veil, which looks faintly visible and very moving.

The second person who came in was Ma Bangming from Thunder Sect. He was tall and strong, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looked very imposing. He was wearing a simple vest, and his left and right hands were each wearing gloves made of black iron crystal blocks.

As soon as he entered the door and took his seat, he couldn't restrain his anger and slammed the table down, "Damn it, these trash!"

The tone was full of contempt and disdain for the Zoroastrian leader.

After finishing the words, a middle-aged man with a chubby smiling face came in from the outside, "Master Ma, why are you getting so angry? It's hard for everyone to gather together. You should restrain your violent temper."

It's not someone else.

It is the leader of Miyamoto Sect who is regarded as the commander-in-chief of Wuxuanzong. The ancestor of the leader of Miyamoto Sect is the person who founded Wuxuanzong.

His voice is like a spring breeze, but it carries a power that cannot be underestimated.

Ma Bangming couldn't help sitting a little more upright, frowned and complained, "It's all to blame for that idiot, now it's all right, everyone may think that our Wuxuanzong is easy to bully, and the dignified leader of the Fire Worship Sect can do such a stupid thing. I can't bear it anymore!"

"Forget it, everyone is gone."

Fang Shui'er tried to smooth things over, and suddenly his eyes flashed sharply, "Isn't there still us? I don't believe that I can't deal with Qin Lang, just an ordinary person with more than 80 people in the Tianbang."

The list of the Tianbang is only counted in the Yan Kingdom, but no one takes the Tianbang seriously for those who are capable, let alone the fact that Wuxuanzong is located in Yuanzhou, not the Yan Kingdom, so it is natural to rank the Tianbang Very disdainful.

"You can't say that. If you're not at the scene, you don't know how miserable the death of the leader of the Fire Worship Cult is. If you know, I'm afraid you will feel jealous."

Following an old voice, an old man with a moderate figure and a gloomy expression came in.

He was wearing loose clothes, and he seemed to be carrying the wind when he walked. It had a blower effect, making his hair and clothes very elegant. He stepped forward and sat down.

This person is Cao Feng of Fengyun Sect of the Five Profound Sect.

After he sat down, the Five Profound Sect members were all present.

"I didn't expect Qin Lang to be so powerful. The old man of the Fire Worship Cult is also considered powerful. He was beaten so incapable of fighting back. I advise everyone, don't underestimate Qin Lang, and think carefully about countermeasures."

Cao Feng said in a solemn tone.

"Countermeasures?" Fang Shui'er smiled, "Do we still have to choose? Our Wuxuanzong owed the Li family, mainly for the sake of repaying kindness, and we can't let Qin Lang go anyway. Instead of killing Qin Lang, now we have returned The old man of the Zoroastrian Cult was lost, besides, the Zoroastrian Cult is now discussing to elect a new leader, probably his son."

As soon as the words came out.

Everyone followed suit and nodded.

After the voice fell, a young boy walked in.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Elders, when will you send troops to capture Qin Lang? I'm going too!"

The young man approaching was none other than Feng Zikang, the son of Feng Yongchang, the leader of the Fire Worship Cult.

Although he is only eighteen or nineteen years old, he is a great devil in the world. Because he is the son of Feng Yongchang, who was born with great difficulty, he has been favored since he was a child, and he is so lawless.

It was also because of Feng Zikang's stubbornness and presumptuousness that Zoroastrianism had conflicts with the other four sects.

So when they learned that Feng Yongchang had lost to Qin Lang, everyone's first reaction was that Feng Yongchang was too weak, and they even felt a little comfortable, and then revenge.

"What are you doing here? You're still young, and it's none of your business. You and your uncles and aunts will be the ones who will support you when the sky falls. You should go back and spend time with your mother now!"

Cao Feng said immediately.

However, after saying this, Feng Zikang said sullenly, "My father is the one who died, of course I'm going, I'm just here to see why you guys don't move yet, if you want to go, then start with me right now! "

"Nephew, you don't know..." Cao Feng wanted to explain.

Who knows that Feng Zikang is not willing to listen, but thinks that they are afraid of Qin Lang, and because of their bad relationship, they are unwilling to make a move, so they are reluctant to leave here.

Before he finished listening, he was furious, "Wait? I don't think you dare to go? I respect you so much. Forget it. If you don't dare to go, I will go by myself! We Zoroastrians will never admit defeat !"

Feng Zikang immediately flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.

The meeting room was quiet, and everyone looked at each other's faces.

From astonishment to ridicule.

Everyone showed a tacit expression.

Cao Feng leaned forward slightly, and said in a low voice, "Interesting, let's not worry, let's watch the excitement."

Everyone laughed and said nothing.

Knowing that Feng Zikang was jumping into the fire pit, he didn't stop him.

……

On the other side.

Beijing headquarters.

There was no sound in the dark conference room.

Half squatting on the seat was the man wearing a mask, his eyes were dim and unclear.

The atmosphere in the meeting room is dignified.

It's like oppressing a boulder in everyone's heart, making it hard to breathe.

From the first time he saw Qin Lang beheading the four major families in Beijing as if showing off his power, he kept sending people to get rid of him. Who knew that so many times in succession, there was no return.

This time, the entire army of the Qinglong faction was wiped out, so he had to send his own personal guard, Liu Jiang, who was No. 13.

Who knew that Liu Jiang didn't even hurt Qin Lang.

This incident made him feel even more afraid.

In just five years, it can grow so fast.

Qin Lang, what kind of existence are you?
The masked man was silent for a long time, and finally someone couldn't help but say, "My lord, do we want to..."

Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand to signal the other party to be quiet.

Looking around silently, he said firmly, "No need."

(End of this chapter)