"Who is he? Who in the world is qualified to call himself an elder in front of him?"

Everyone looked at Shen Lang in shock. In their opinion, isn’t Shen Lang just a young boy?

Even if his background is very great, at most he is a young child from a strong family or an outstanding disciple from a sect, and he is undoubtedly a junior.

However, the three of them are the heads of the three major families, and their strength is above the fifth level of the Golden Pill. No matter how you say your status is equivalent to that of the elders in the sect, how can you not teach a junior a lesson?

The evening breeze behind the scenes was filled with a hint of coolness. He Qianchi looked at the young man in the evening breeze and the dragon-slaying ring on the neck of the Murong family. He had already confirmed Shen Lang's identity, "Hehe, little brother, there are so many people on the streets that it is a bit inconvenient to speak. Can you go to the building to talk?"

"Little brother?" Hearing these three words, the head of the Nangong family and the head of the Shangguan family were shocked, and the eyes of Shen Lang were even more frightened.

He Qianchi's seniority is so high that they all respectfully call him Uncle San. But their Uncle San calls the young boy in front of him a brother? So, how high should Shen Lang be? How noble should his identity be?

Shen Lang touched his nose. He originally saw a powerful Kongming realm powerhouse appearing, and he thought it was quite difficult. Perhaps in his helplessness, he could only show the token of Qingyun Sect to indicate his identity. In this way, the Kongming realm monks among the righteous monks will always give some face.

But judging from the current situation, could it be that the old man called Uncle He, who had guessed his identity in front of him? But even so, Shen Lang still didn't plan to pay attention to He Qianchi. He and He Qianchi were not acquainted, so what gossip was there to tell?

"I'll be spared after a lecture in the building. I'll have something to do later." Shen Lang said calmly.

"You don't have to be wary. Strictly speaking, we are actually considered family friends." He Qianchi said with a smile.

"Family friendship?" Shen Lang was stunned and thought, "I won't recognize the wrong person, right?"

The so-called worldly friendship naturally means generational communication. If there is no friendship between two families for decades, how can it be called worldly friendship?

But Shen Lang is an orphan, and he doesn’t even have a family. How could there be any old friends from a family?

He Qianchi smiled slightly and quietly sent a message: "To be honest, my ancestor of the He family and the Kunlun patrol envoy are friends who have known each other for decades. I and your fairy are also friends. Do you think we are considered family friends?"

"Uh... do you know the fairy?" Shen Lang said.

"Borrow a step to speak?" He Qianchi smiled.

"Since that's the case, I'll give you a face." Shen Lang looked at He Qianchi's white beard dancing in the wind, thinking to himself that this guy is still very old and has a high level of cultivation. There is no reason to deceive himself in such a thing.

Then, he kicked Murong Tiexun down aside, put away the dragon-subduing ring, and said to the three heads of the family: "We will settle our accounts later."

"this..."

"What the hell is going on?"

The three masters were already stunned. Until now, they didn't understand what was going on, nor did they know what identity Shen Lang had.

He Qianchi turned around and glared at the three of them, and sent a cold voice: "You three, please take care of yourself in the future. He is Qingyun's junior uncle. If he wants to cause trouble for you in the future, I can't help you!"

After saying this, He Qianchi was too lazy to pay attention to the three people anymore, and accompanied Shen Lang to the Songhe Tower.

However, the three heads of the family were blank, and the three simple but terrifying words kept echoing in their minds.

"Little... Master Uncle? Master Uncle of Qingyun Sect?" Nangong Lie couldn't help but want to shout this sentence, but suddenly he thought that such a big man went down the mountain with his identity hidden, and might have to do something secret. If he read the name of Master Uncle on the street and attracted the attention of some people with ulterior motives, wouldn't it be a big deal for Master Uncle Qingyun?

So, no matter how shocked he was, he kept covering his mouth and did not dare to let himself scream.

Then, he thought that he had always claimed that Shen Lang was a junior who did not understand the rules, and even said that he would teach this uncle a lesson in the name of his elders...

Shen Lang's elder? Master Qingyun's identity is so respectful. Even the leader of Qingyun Sect and the leader among the righteous monks can only call Shen Lang a junior brother, and he does not dare to regard himself as an elder at all.

He is a small head of a family in Guyang City, who dares to regard himself as an elder in front of his uncle? If Shen Lang insists on this matter, he can cure him at any time for disrespect for Qingyun. He is afraid that the golden mouth will open lightly. With a call, countless powerful people will destroy the Nangong family in an instant!

Thinking of this, Nangong Lie felt fear in his heart. He slapped twice in the face, cursing himself as a humble mouth and a disgusting person.

However, at this moment, Murong Tiexun, who had been trampled by Shen Lang before and was extremely dissatisfied and even threatened to kill Shen Lang to take revenge, knelt on the ground and was unwilling to get up.

"Uncle Master... Qingyun's uncle! The girl Fu Master beside him must be the eldest daughter of the Xia family! Qingyun... Xia family!" Murong Tiexing was about to cry without tears, and suddenly kowtowed and kowtowed to the direction where Shen Lang and Xia Qianye were leaving as if they were crazy!

What did he Murong Tiexun ask for?

He wanted the Murong family to board the big ship of Qingyun Sect and allow the Murong family to develop better.

He also wanted to please the Xia family, fantasizing that one day he could get a fourth-grade Holy Nether Pill from the Xia family, and fantasize that after taking the pill, he could also become a powerful man in the Kongming realm!

But now, his step-by-step plan was not enough, but he offended the Qingyun Sect’s uncle and the Xia family’s eldest daughter first!

"It's over! It's all over!" Murong Tiexong kept kowtowing, making his forehead covered with blood, and he couldn't leave Shen Lang and the eldest lady of the Xia family...

It was very strange. At this moment, he suddenly began to miss the feeling of being trampled by Shen Lang before, and even felt that even if he was treated as a dog... or a big-name dog like the junior uncle, it was also a very happy and fortunate thing.

"this..."

The people from the three major families looked at the head of the Nangong family who kept slapping them in the face, and the head of the Murong family who kowtowed like crazy, and had already been scared to the spot.

Previously, He Qianchi just used voice transmission to tell the three heads of the family Shen Lang the identity. Of course, those with low identities did not know Shen Lang's identity, and they could not understand what was wrong with the noble and arrogant figures in front of them.

"Father?" Murong Tianzong looked at his father carefully, trying to help him up.

But Murong Tiexun, who was almost crazy, slapped Murong Tianzong in the face without any mercy: "Rebellious! You are all blamed! There are so many people in the world, who are you not good to provoke? You just want to provoke him!"
Chapter completed!