Chapter 82

Hearing this, Tangning let out a snort and raised her head slightly to look at Xiao Hei, who was squatting on top of her head, "Did you see that too?"

"The important thing is said three times, and they are dead."

Xiao Hei's small black eyes twitched, with a proud look, he said to Tangning with his divine sense, "This is the ability of our Golden Crow Clan. Say it three times, good and bad will come!"

"Dead bird! The bird's beak can't spit out ivory! I'll pluck out your hair and bake it!" The middle-aged man from the Chang family stared at the bird crouching on top of the little monk's head. After looking up and down, he frowned. : "This is not like a parrot? Is this a crow?"

Xiao Hei turned his head, staring at him with stubborn eyes, then turned his head arrogantly, and said to Tangning, "I don't want to talk to him about this kind of stuff."

Tangning was used to it talking when it couldn't hold back, and also realized that if it was by her side, she couldn't hold back forever, so she just let it go.

Anyway, if someone asks, just say it is a hybrid variety!

Ignoring the people in the Chang family, she stepped in and looked at the layout of the Chang family. When she was taken to the hall, she saw a middle-aged man sitting in the main seat.

"You are that little monk!" After taking a look at Tangning, the master of the house, Chang, snorted in a gloomy voice.

Fortunately, Tangning was not an ordinary little monk, otherwise, he would have been easily frightened by Ma Wei.

She found a place to sit down on her own, and then said, "Everyone else calls me Master Tang, and you can call me that too."

"Presumptuous!" As soon as the voice came out, his hand slapped heavily on the table, making a loud bang.

Of course, Tangning was still not frightened, she looked at the man with anger, and smiled softly, "Chang's family is about to suffer a disaster, and the Chang family's head still has the intention to scare me, a little monk, with his prestige here. I'm depreesed!"

"What nonsense!"

Seeing that the little monk was not frightened, he stood up with a gloomy face: "My Chang family is a noble of a century-old family, what disaster could happen!"

He stared at Tangning and said, "Just a little monk who doesn't follow the rules and rules, speaks nonsense, and even hurt my son. If I don't teach you a good lesson today, you won't know my Chang family is amazing!"

"Come on!"

He drank in a gloomy voice: "Tie this little monk to me, hang it upside down at the gate of the mansion and whip a hundred whips! Let everyone see what happens when you go against my Chang family!"

Tangning smiled and looked at the guards who rushed in. She flicked the Tsing Yi on her body and stood up. She looked at the Patriarch Chang, and said, "Patriarch Chang, you are the head of the family, so your cultivation level seems to be the pinnacle of spiritual masters, right? Not even a Foundation Establishment cultivator, you want to touch me?"

Although her strength is only the ninth stage of Qi refining, she can't help but be proficient in ancient martial arts! Do you really think she is playing with the dignified Yaomen Supreme? Without the ability to protect herself, how dare she come here?

Listening to his words, the Chang family master narrowed his eyes and stared at the thirteen or fourteen-year-old little monk, saying: "If the aristocratic family is not very deep, there is no foundation-building cultivator in charge, except for me in the Chang family. In addition to being a peak spiritual master, there is also a foundation-building ancestor who cultivated in the land of immortals. Not to mention killing a little monk, or destroying the Zheng family, no one in this Yancheng dares to say anything! "

"Oh? Since you're so confident, try it!"