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Chapter Four Thousand and Twenty: Baixiang Palace, Extinct!

"auction?"

Zhao Fan frowned, and when he looked at the other person's eyes and expressions, he knew that he was not lying.

He let go of the palm that stuck the neck of the Jindao Pavilion Master, and then sat down on the chair casually.

The Master of Jindao Pavilion stood by with glory as if he had survived the disaster, and laughed repeatedly, "Do you have an old relationship with Baixiang Palace?"

Zhao Fan nodded lightly.

"Then I, Jindao Pavilion, are willing to move out."

The Master of Jindao made a promise.

"I'm not interested in this place."

Zhao Fan asked thoughtfully: "I just want to know what happened to the Baixiang Palace."

"well……"

The Lord of Jindao sighed and said carefully: "This matter is quite bizarre."

He thought about it and continued, "About 700,000 years ago, there were three mysterious extreme eternal realms that forced the formation of the Baixiang Palace. The fluctuation... so strong that the entire Fenghao Dynasty's eternal way is broken.

The three extreme realms can be perceived and the Lord of the Fragrance Palace was directly captured. The Lord of the Fragrance Palace has no heads. With just two deputy Lords, they are simply fat sheep without sharp teeth, and have hundreds of them.

The resources of vanilla soon fell from the glory to the tide of peace. It is said that the last deputy palace master was killed, and the other escaped with some disciples, and never appeared again."

"Who was killed and who escaped."

Zhao Fan asked with an ugly expression.

"The one who fell seems to be called Mingliu, but the one who escaped was Xingcui." The Lord of Jindao said uncertainly.

Zhao Fan's eyes moved.

When he was infiltrated into the Baixiang Palace, the Black Xiang was the one who was tying Xinggui, and Mingliu rushed to join, and the three women fought the Black Xianggui...

"Did you hear rumors about their messages?"

Zhao Fan asked again.

"I don't know, I really don't know this, and I dare not inquire about it."

The Master of Jindao Pavilion smiled bitterly and said, "I don't care about my longevity. Moreover, after I took over the territory of the original Baixiang Palace, I found that the past time and space were completely destroyed, leaving no old shadows."

Zhao Fan lifted his chin, "Seven hundred thousand years ago?"

"right."

The Lord of Jindao Pavilion nodded.

"The disciple of the Baixiang Palace who had not escaped was also killed?" Zhao Fan looked at him.

"You should understand the situation of women who have died, and the other part has become slaves or maids, but have lost their protection and have some strength."

The Lord of Jindao shook his head helplessly.

"After the Lord of Baixiang Palace was captured by the three extreme realms, who would take advantage of the situation to Baixiang Palace?" Zhao Fan pointed on the table with his finger, "I want a detailed list, three days in total

Inside."

"ah?"

The Lord of Jindao Pavilion changed his expression and asked nervously: "You are going to stand up for the Baixiang Palace?"

"What about that?"

Zhao Fan glanced at him.

"Then... I hope you will give me a guarantee." The Lord of Jindao said in tears: "I can't afford to offend those forces in the Baixiang Palace. If the list provided for you is exposed, I'm afraid I will die.

Don't know how to die."

"Don't worry, as long as the list you provide is real, no one on the top has the opportunity to settle the score with you."

While Zhao Fan said, murderous intent burst out from his pupils.

"good."

The Master of Jindao nodded weakly, "This list is easy to make. In less than three days, I can help you collect everything in one hour. Because at that time, in the Baixiang Palace, the Fenghao Dynasty was a big fat sheep, with fast hands and slow hands.
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