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Chapter 350 Saintess(2/2)

"Don't underestimate them." Sun Biqian said lazily: "Why did those two elders die? How advanced are the elders? How could they die so easily?"

"Holy girl, how do you say this?" The fat middle-aged man asked hurriedly.

The tall and thin middle-aged man asked hurriedly: "Is it their plan?... The Holy Maiden of Tianji is the best at strategizing. Could it be that she plotted against the two elders by borrowing a knife to kill people?"

The more he talked, the uglier his face became.

Sun Biqian snorted lazily and did not answer.

The faces of the two middle-aged men were ugly.

They have already confirmed their inference that all this is a conspiracy between the Holy Maiden of Heaven and the Nine Elders.

He has eliminated dissidents to such an extent that he actually plotted against his own elders. This is simply...

"Holy girl, let's do it!" The fat old man gritted his teeth: "We can't wait for the opportunity any longer. I don't think the opportunity will come again."

The thin middle-aged man hesitated for a moment and then nodded: "Now it seems that they are more insidious than imagined. I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to have a chance."

"Wait a moment." Sun Biqian said lazily: "We are not in a hurry. The one who is in a hurry is the Liuying Saint."

"But I don't think they have any intention of taking action." The thin high school student whispered: "Are they waiting for us too?"

"Well, it's very possible."

"But..." The thin high school senior whispered: "Saint, if the two elders were plotted by them and used their swords to kill people, I'm worried that we won't be able to escape their plot. The Holy Maiden of Tianji is more powerful than imagined, or...

It’s better to strike first to gain the upper hand.”

"That's right."

"...Let me think about it." Sun Biqian pondered.

Two middle-aged men stared at her through the white gauze curtain.

After a while, Sun Biqian said slowly: "Well, let's do it... tomorrow morning, when the golden rooster first crows!"

"The saint is wise!" The two of them clasped their fists solemnly.

Sun Biqian said: "I'm afraid this battle will be very fierce. You should make arrangements for the aftermath...and don't use the Jade Blood Transformation Art."

"Yes!" The two nodded solemnly.

"Pass the message, no one should use the Jade Blood Transformation Technique."

"yes."

"Go ahead."

"My subordinates say goodbye."

The two people clasped their fists and exited the hall. Sun Biqian sat up cross-legged, leaning on her knees with her left elbow and holding her cheek with her left hand.

Fakong's eyes flashed with golden light and slowly converged.

He smiled.

The seeds he had planted had sprouted as expected, and the disciples of the Kunshan Holy Cult began to doubt the Jade Blood Transformation Technique.
Chapter completed!
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