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Chapter 982 Contempt

After knowing that the young man in front of him was actually the Holy Son of Void Spirit Holy Land, Qin Yichen no longer needed to inquire about anything else.

Because, just this title is enough to explain everything.

Ying Xinghui's ability to sit in the position of the Holy Son of the Void Spirit Holy Land is enough to show how powerful he is.

"Holy Son Ying, this is Taihao's quasi-holy son, Qin Yichen."

Bei Ling was beside him introducing him, but seeing his lack of interest, he quickly turned to Feng Qianxue, "That girl is the owner of Feng Wuhun!"

"oh."

Only then did Ying Xinghui turn his attention to Feng Qianxue, who was half hiding behind Qin Yichen. At the first glance, his eyes were attracted.

As the Holy Son of the Void Spirit Holy Land, he has seen too many women with the aura of angels and goddesses. At first, they may have seemed strange to them, but after a while, they felt like nothing more than that.

However, the girl in front of him made his eyes light up.

The girl was so beautiful that it was almost unreal. Her face was as white as mutton-fat jade, her dark eyebrows were curved, her eyes were like black gemstones, her nose was straight, her lips were dotted with red, her teeth were crystal clear, and her hair was as shiny as silk.

She has a tall and graceful figure. Standing there, she looks like a divine lotus blooming, with her skin shining and shining. Her whole body is perfect, even the long skirt cannot hide her hazy curves.

Such a girl is really like a fairy coming out of the scroll, her every smile is so shocking.

Even though there was a hint of anger on her pretty face at this moment, she showed another kind of beauty that made people unable to help but want to get close to her and take care of her.

Just by looking at Ying Xinghui, Beiling knew in his heart that the Holy Son of Void Spirit Holy Land was fascinated.

Moreover, what fascinates Ying Xinghui is not Feng Qianxue's amazing Feng Wuhun, but her fairy-like appearance.

"hey-hey!"

A hint of a conspiracy-successful smile appeared at the corner of Beiling's mouth.

Qin Yichen's eyes became even colder.

He did not expect that Beiling would be such a narrow-minded person, and he would not even care about the interests of his own Holy Land.

If he offended Qin Yichen, then the matter of compound elixir would definitely be stranded in his holy land. However, Beiling did not care about this.

Perhaps this Beiling has extraordinary talent, but in terms of character, he is definitely not a qualified Holy Son.

"This girl, I'm Ying Xinghui."

Ying Xinghui spoke directly to Feng Qianxue who was behind Qin Yichen. He looked humble and courteous, looking like a gentleman, and did not go overboard in the slightest.

However, his actions undoubtedly directly ignored Qin Yichen who was standing there.

Of course, in his mind, Qin Yichen is just a quasi-holy son of the Holy Land whose name he has never even heard of. How can he deserve his attention?!

Although both of them have the title of Holy Son, their identities are completely different!

Qin Yichen did not speak, but took a step sideways, just covering Feng Qianxue.

Such a small gesture made the smile on De Ying Xinghui's face freeze slightly.

There is no doubt that this does not give him face!

Moreover, it can even be regarded as provoking him!

Ying Xinghui's face clearly showed displeasure.

In his opinion, Qin Yichen did this out of complete ignorance!

Beiling finally smiled.

He laughed at Qin Yichen's overestimation of his abilities.

Although Ying Xinghui would not do anything to Qin Yichen in the Holy Sky City, it would be unknown outside the Holy Sky City.

Ying Xinghui was able to take pictures of the Holy Son, which shows that he is definitely not a soft-hearted person!

In the Void Spirit Holy Land, as one of the top eight Holy Lands, is there no one whose talent can compare with Ying Xinghui?

This is definitely not the case.

"You are that... Qin... Qin, what are you doing?"

Ying Xinghui was worthy of being the Holy Son of the Void Spirit Holy Land. He quickly reacted, with a playful smile on his lips and spoke slowly.

"Qin Yichen."

Beiling said beside him.

"Oh, yes, Qin Yichen."

The smile on Ying Xinghui's face made people shudder. Those who followed him knew that this was the expression Ying Xinghui had when he had murderous intentions.

Suddenly, they looked at Qin Yichen as if they were looking at a dead person.

"It can be seen that this Qin Shengzi is extraordinary and cannot be compared to ordinary people."

There were no words to suppress Qin Yichen in Ying Xinghui's mouth. On the contrary, he praised him.

Of course he could use his identity to suppress Qin Yichen, but that would actually be a very disrespectful thing to do.

Especially, when he saw that Qin Yichen was only at the high level of the Imperial Realm, there was a deep disdain in his eyes.

He didn't even bother to call a holy land that even a high-level Imperial Realm quasi-holy land could call.

"That's right. It seems that Qin Shengzi is only a teenager and has such achievements. He will definitely be limitless in the future..."

The people behind him also followed suit with compliments.

"Are you done?"

Facing these compliments, Qin Yichen's expression did not change, but he said calmly.

His indifferent tone made the compliments suddenly stop, and a pair of eyes looked at him in astonishment and surprise.

Regardless of whether they are sincere or fake, they are all flattering. Qin Yichen's tone makes them feel as if they are clowns.

"That's it, please let me know. I have something else to do."

They were silent, but Qin Yichen spoke again, then walked around them and walked towards the entrance of the treasure area.

Ying Xinghui stood there, motionless for a long time.

However, the smile on his face was frozen there.

He, the Holy Son of Void Spirit Holy Land, Ying Xinghui, was ignored for the first time in history!

"asshole!"

The people behind him were angry and wanted to capture Qin Yichen.

"It's interesting..."

Ying Xinghui spoke, and his voice was very calm, but a frightening cold light flashed in his eyes.

Qin Yichen's reaction was indeed beyond his expectation.

He has never met anyone who knows his identity and can treat him so indifferently.

Unless that person's identity is equal to his.

However, Qin Yichen obviously does not have the same status as him.

However, Qin Yichen behaved more calmly than those of his equals when facing him.

After all, for those who are equal to him, Ying Xinghui is definitely a difficult opponent for them, and they must take him seriously. However, Qin Yichen completely ignored him.

Just like how he treated Qin Yichen earlier.

This is a kind of contempt!

It is contempt for people with unequal status!

"Hahaha……"

Ying Xinghui laughed out loud, but in the eyes of everyone, the smile looked a bit ferocious and terrifying, making their hair run cold.

This kind of Ying Xinghui is the most terrifying.

At the same time, they knew that Ying Xinghui would never let Qin Yichen go.
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