That person is...

Turing!

Tushan thought of Turing's glance from afar in the garden, and her body trembled, and the warm feeling suddenly turned cold.

"Yes, it's Turing." She worked hard for a long time before she clearly stated the name.

"Turing?" Tu Donglai frowned and thought, obviously his memory of this name was not as good as that of a girl.

"Old ancestor, Turing is also a descendant of the third uncle's lineage, and he has a sibling relationship with Tushan."

"Oh." Tu Donglai nodded slightly, and his heart suddenly lost interest.

He glanced casually and was about to hand over the matter to the people below to deal with it, but before he spoke, he felt a change in his heart and changed his mind.

"It turns out that he is a young man who is not afraid of a tiger. Well, I will go over and see him now."

"Old ancestor, why should you condescend and surrender to a junior? I will let that kid come over to pay your respects to you."

"I am very quiet and thinking about moving, and there will be a great opportunity to come to my Tu family in the near future. When I feel very happy, I just go out and walk around, so that everyone below will forget me."

Tu Donglai slowly stood up and walked towards Nanyuan under the service of a group of real senior management of the Tu family.

The picture shirt was in a daze and followed the last one, and had not yet recovered from its consciousness when it came to the entrance of Nanyuan Garden.

When she saw Turing still holding her eyes closed and not taking her ancestors seriously, she felt even more disappointed and a pool of stagnant water.

Tu Donglai slowly walked to Turing and found that this junior not only did not stand up to salute, but even raised his eyelids, and he suddenly felt a little unhappy.

The senior executives of the Tu family behind him changed their colors. They were impatient and secretly activated Lingyuan, just waiting for the ancestors to take down this unruly boy with just a look.

"I've been waiting for you for a quarter of an hour." Turing slowly opened his eyes and glanced at everyone in front of him casually, "Tudong comes, you are low-level, but your airs are so big that it fills the world."

Tu Donglai met his eyes that seemed to see through everything, and suddenly he was shocked, his body was uncontrollably and he slumped down, performing the great gift of promising, "The unfilial descendants of the Tu family came to visit our ancestors."

boom!

Tu Dong's worship was like detonating an immortal talisman in the garden, which made the Tu family's eyes straight and their heads blank.

In an instant, everyone cleaned their clothes and knelt down, but the picture shirt standing at the back was still standing stupidly.

Turing waved his hand slightly, letting Tushan sit beside him, then closed his eyes and said calmly, "Although your bloodline is just a casual child set up a thousand years ago, it has developed over the years and has been prosperous."

Tu Donglai showed an ecstatic expression on his face and lowered his head deeply, "It is the only thing for the younger generation to be able to share the worries of his ancestors."

"However, the few things you did recently disappoint me."

Turing pillowed on the round and elastic thighs of the shirt, adjusting a more comfortable position. "Tu Lin and Tu Wan are all selected birth spirits. Now they have died for no reason. Today, a certain Guixu monk sneaked into the vicinity. If I hadn't happened to have my spiritual sense, I'm afraid this place would have been razed to the ground."

"It's a pity that my spiritual consciousness is not yet proficient, otherwise I wouldn't have let those two sneaky guys run away."

Tu Lin and Tu Wan are both dead! As the real head of the Tu family, he did not get any news!

Tu Donglai trembled all over and didn't dare to move.

"I have asked Yimu Qingling Sect to start checking. You should prepare according to my order." Turing squinted his eyes, his voice getting lower and lower, as if he was about to fall asleep in the next moment.

"They are good, protect them well."

"I understand, I understand." Tu Donglai responded respectfully, and after a long time, I couldn't hear any sound.

He still kept his kneeling posture and did not move until nightfall, and he dared to look up with the courage to look up.

Turing was completely asleep. The body of Tushan sitting next to him was already stiff, but he still tried his best to maintain a position, for fear of disturbing Turing's sleep.

Seeing his ancestor Tu Donglai raised his head, Tushan moved his legs and prepared to get up.

"Don't, don't move." Tu Donglai smiled all over his face and waved his hands repeatedly, "Miss Shan, Miss Shan has a noble status, just sit there with peace of mind."

The Tu family members behind him also changed their faces at the same time. Since the three families were in decline, many of them have made a lot of profits from it. Now it is probably time to spit out the capital and profit...

In the dense land of Chishui, Yue Lin's stomach was still bulging high, and two huge sarcoma on the side of his neck emitted a strong and strange energy aura.

At this time, he sat upright in a specially made large backrest chair, half-closed his eyes, and listened to Jiying's report word by word, and remained silent for a long time.

"Is there a powerful person in the realm of robbery in the southern Jin Dynasty hidden in the Tu family?"

This was an extremely amazing piece of information, and he could not despise it at all.

"Master, except for the commanders of the Demon Flame group, the other commanders have arrived."

Qin Shuangling appeared quietly in the room and knelt on one knee to report.

"Let them all come over."

Yue Lin sat upright slowly, staring at his subordinates who were entering from outside the door calmly.

Soon, the not-so-large house was filled with people and they stood in two rows.

Their aura is either violent or obscure. Some have a boiling murderous intent, and some have a bit of coldness. But they all have one thing in common, that is, all people suppress and hide huge powers, and the same source of power.

On Yue Lin's left hand.

The first one was Qin Shuangling, followed by Bai Qi. Under their command, more than 50 martial artists who voluntarily accepted transformation were gathered, and the worst of them were the first to enter the level of Condensing Pill.

Han Ruo stood next to Qin Shuangling, behind him was Tong You, the leader of the Baihua Pavilion. Under their command, he led more than ten Baihua Pavilion monks and also accepted Yue Lin's transformation. His actual combat ability was more than several times higher than before. The strongest Wen Quan and others were already comparable to the Yuanshen cultivator in the Yin God realm.

Further downwards is Li Fan'an, representing a group of casual cultivators who were transformed by Yue Lin. The head of Li Fan'an and Yang Song's aura are powerful, even surpassing Han Ruo, the descending monk.

Standing on the right, a man wrapped in a fiery red cloak was standing. This was a demon monk who surrendered to the Fire Hell. He also accepted Yue Lin's transformation. Compared with the previous fire poison aura, he produced many mysterious powers.

Downwards there is a faint black shadow, which is the Jiying. Under her command, there is a whole assassination intelligence team that has been transformed by Yue Lin into a shadow martial art.

At the end was a wolf-headed man, nearly three meters tall, with a strong muscles all over his body, full of explosive power. This was the commander of the monster under Yue Lin's command.

Yue Lin slowly drank tea, cup after cup. Bai Yiyi and Lan Sui kept serving water and pouring tea.

The room was extremely quiet, with only the sound of swallowing tea.

Squeak...
Chapter completed!