President Bingshan's personal doctor

"Hey, Huofeng is dead, Li Ran, you are now a senior brother?" The visitor raised his brows, deliberately glanced at Li Ran, and said in a strange way, "Then after you die, do you want to have this kind of funeral?"

Li Ran's face was startled, and suddenly turned pale. He is not Yan Nantian's nephew, so how can he have such a big face.

Even Huofeng didn't have such qualifications, when Yan Nantian said it, he felt it was inappropriate, but Yan Nantian spoke, he dared to say anything.

"Zhao Lin, show some respect in what you say!" Li Ran shouted, "Don't you know what a crime it is to insult the Deputy Pavilion Master!"

"What are you talking about? How dare I insult the Deputy Pavilion Master. If my master finds out, you can't scold me to death." Zhao Lin smiled nervously, "My master heard that Huofeng died. , let me pay homage to him, I thought it would be just to burn incense in front of his grave, this...how is this going to be?"

He pointed to the white strips hanging everywhere. Those senior brothers were all dressed in sackcloth and filial piety. Somehow, they really thought that Yan Nantian was dead.

Li Ran's complexion was not good-looking, it was indeed inappropriate to do this on Han Xing Peak, and he had nothing to say when he was grabbed by his pigtails.

"This is about my Han Xing Peak, it has nothing to do with your Hai Xing Peak, right?" Li Ran sneered, "If you really came to worship, then I thank you on behalf of Master, if not... please leave immediately!"

"When did Han Xingfeng surpass Xingchen Pavilion? When did Xingchen Pavilion have such rules? A dead disciple dares to use such a high standard," Zhao Lin said strangely, "Do you want us to go to Discipline Peak Ask?"

Li Ran's face was even more ugly. Being pulled by his pigtails, he couldn't even refute.

He stretched his face and didn't know what to say for a moment. Seeing the complacent looks on the faces of Zhao Lin and the others, he felt very upset, but there was nothing he could do.

"Things that do not comply with the rules, you Han Xingfeng really dare to do it. Even if the master of Han Xingfeng is here today, I dare to say a few words."

Zhao Lin was not polite at all, if Yan Nantian was not here, he wouldn't dare to say it.

He just aimed at Yan Nantian's retreat, and Li Ran couldn't hold up the table at all. Such a good opportunity, if he didn't come to sarcasm and suppress it, it wouldn't be a waste of opportunity, Huo Feng died for nothing.

Between the Eighteen Peaks, they compete with each other, and they have fought privately for countless times. As long as no one dies, it doesn't matter.

"Since it's against the rules, we can't do this!" Zhao Lin yelled, staring at Li Ran, and sneered, "Everyone, do me a favor and help them unload those funeral rites! Why don't you wait for the brothers from Discipline Peak to come?" , that’s not how it should be done.”

As soon as the words fell, several people behind Zhao Lin rushed out, pulled the white strips that had been hung, and tore them apart.

"Stop! What are you doing!"

Someone shouted, "You are disrespectful to the dead!"

"Disrespect?" Zhao Lin's companion sneered, "What respect is there for a dead person? If he is a character, then of course people will respect him, but he is just a disciple. Where did he come from with such a large size! Violated the rules of Xingchen Pavilion!"

As he spoke, he pushed away the person blocking him and tore off the white strip.

The surrounding white stripes were quickly torn off in half, and the atmosphere became very tense.

Li Ran clenched his fists tightly. He didn't feel worthless because of Huofeng, but felt that this was humiliating the entire Hanxing Peak!

"Zhao Lin!"

Li Ran shouted loudly, his whole body exploded with arrogance, "It's too much for you to do this! When my master is out of the customs, I'll see how you explain it!"

"Hahahaha, it's you guys who should explain it, right?"

Not to be outdone, Zhao Lin burst out with the same aura and was stronger than Li Ran. He squinted his eyes, stared at Li Ran, and said bluntly, "I see you, how can you explain to the Discipline Peak!"

When it comes to Discipline Peak, Li Ran becomes dumbfounded.

It's really hard to explain what they are like. If Yan Nantian didn't retreat, it would be no big deal if he stood up to him. But now that Yan Nantian is recuperating from his injuries, he might come out. When the people from the commandment peak come, they will all be punished. There is no one to back it up.

Zhao Lin, that bastard, picked the time to come here on purpose!

"Wang Fei, Chen Gong, what are you still standing there for? I'm going to pay homage to Huofeng. After all, I've been my opponent for so many years."

Zhao Lin smiled and walked up the steps. Seeing Li Ran standing in front of him, he couldn't help frowning: "Why, I can't even pay homage to my fellow disciples? Are people in Hanxing Peak so small-minded?"

Every sentence involved Han Xingfeng, which made Li Ran tremble with anger, but he didn't dare to refute.

He could only take two steps away, Zhao Lin snorted, didn't even bother to look at him, smiled smugly, and walked up, and in sight was Huofeng's coffin, which was placed there.

Zhao Lin pretended to go to the side, brought three incense sticks, lit them on the candles, sighed and said: "Brother Huofeng, we have been competing with each other for many years, but we couldn't tell the winner. Among the eighteen peaks, I am the most The personal disciple whom I appreciate is you, but who would have thought that heaven is jealous of talents."

He walked to the coffin, held the incense, and looked at him like Huofeng's brother, his face was full of grief.

"Since you're gone, go with peace of mind. At least you won't have to see Han Xingfeng suffer humiliation and be trampled underfoot all the time."

Zhao Lin raised a smirk at the corner of his mouth, looked at Huofeng in the coffin, and couldn't help but said, "Brother Huofeng, you don't feel resentful because you don't have the face to face people, and you are afraid that you will lose to me again in this Eighteenth Peak martial arts competition." Suicide! You are Han Xingfeng's strongest direct disciple!"

"Zhao Lin!"

After hearing this, Li Ran was furious. Zhao Lin was clearly aiming at Han Xingfeng and humiliating the entire Han Xingfeng!

"You are too much!"

Li Ran roared, clenched his fists, stood there trembling, relying on Yan Nantian's absence, would he really dare to be so presumptuous?

He yelled, but he didn't dare to make a move. Zhao Lin ignored him at all, as if Li Ran behind him was like air, a waste.

"I understand you. After losing for so many years, the pressure on your shoulders is so great. Who made you born in Hanxing Peak, and you are the nephew of Peak Lord Yan. Even if you want to change places, you can't say anything."

Zhao Lin's words made Li Ran unable to bear it any longer. Before he could move his feet, a gust of wind suddenly struck violently!

At that moment, it was so blurry that he couldn't even see the figure, but Zhao Lin felt the wind blowing and thought it was Li Ran. Finally, he dared to fight with him for a while, but he didn't expect that Li Ran was still standing there. Then, there was already a burning pain on his face!

"Snapped!"

This slap was so powerful and fast as a whirlwind. Zhao Lin didn't even react, and was rolled on the ground by the slap, just kneeling and aiming at the coffin.

"Insulting Brother Huofeng, I don't agree!" Su Han looked down at Zhao Lin with a sullen face, and shouted, "Kneel down!"

(End of this chapter)