785. Chapter 785 The Three Kings celebrate their birthday 7
"Back then, I was healed by King Yao, and I will remember it in my heart. However, King Yao saved me in order to repay the kindness. After I recovered, I also paid back the kindness I owed. Although I feel it in my heart, there is still a lot between the underworld and the sky.
, there will be no default.”
A cold voice sounded, and Xuanyuan Che dismissed Murong Wudi's desire for friendship and gave Murong Wudi a cold look.
Murong Wudi immediately shuddered.
At the same time, Xuanyuan Che waved his sleeves, and Xuanyuan Yi and Queen Mother Chen, who had stood up unconsciously, staggered to sit on the big chairs.
What do the Emperor and the Queen Mother look like when they stand up for you, a nobody?
Ming Dao must be evil when he comes here. What kind of friendship can he have? He has lost the majesty of Tianchen. He came to the door, and he was afraid that he would be able to solve the problem. What's more, he had never been afraid of Ming Dao.
A slight smile appeared on his lips. Medicine King looked at Xuanyuan Che who was full of coldness and solemnity, nodded slowly and said: "Xuanyuan Che, I knew you were good, but now it seems that you are indeed good."
"I am good or not, I am not qualified to comment on Hades Island." Xuanyuan Che raised his lips and raised his eyebrows in response to Medicine King's smile. He was naturally charming, but the coldness in his eyes made people feel frightened.
Medicine King's brows turned cold when he heard this. When he faced the sharp-edged Xuanyuan Che, his brows darkened. He waved his sleeves and robe, and the iron box placed on the jade ground was immediately pushed forward by three points.
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"I hope King Tianchen likes it."
As soon as he finished speaking, King Li, who was wearing a blue shirt next to him, suddenly took a step forward and swung his palm on the iron wooden box.
In an instant, the iron-wood box was shattered from the top layer, bit by bit, layer by layer, turning into powder.
The people in the main hall saw clearly that the hardest iron wood, which was almost as thick as two fingers, was crushed into powder under the invisible force of the palm.
A calm palm, but it was so powerful that the expressions of everyone in the hall changed.
Xuanyuan Che slowly leaned back on the dragon chair, his eyes cold.
With a wave of his sleeve, King Yao dispersed the ironwood ash that completely shattered into powder, sending a burst of ironwood aroma into the air.