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1543. Chapter 1543: 1543 Appreciate her

"Haha, the opening ceremony of the sect? Do you think your Jindan Sect can hold the opening ceremony?" Gao Canghan asked with a hint of sarcasm.

"Sect Master Gao, I don't know what you mean by this?" Ling Chuxi asked knowingly. Tsk, tsk, this stinky old man has really turned on the taunting mode.

"Han Yue Palace has been friends with our Cang Lang Sect for generations. You killed Han Yue Palace Master's only relative. Our Cang Lang Sect will uphold justice for them no matter what. With the power of our Cang Lang Sect, what do you think of the opening of your Jin Dan Sect?"

Can the sect grand ceremony be held? Let alone the grand sect opening ceremony, whether you can return to Jindan Sect alive or not is a question." Gao Canghan's expression turned cold and he said bluntly, with a strong sense of threat in his words.

"In this case, it's my fault for being abrupt. Sect Master Gao is unwilling to attend the sect's opening ceremony, and we won't force him. As for whether I can return to Jindan Sect alive, and whether our sect's opening ceremony can be held, I won't bother Sect Master Gao.

Don't bother." Ling Chuxi smiled slightly. The old man spoke straightforwardly, but he didn't feel murderous at all. What did he mean by this?

What Gao Canghan said was true. With the power of the Canglang Sect in the Holy Realm, it would be very troublesome if they were a direct enemy of the Jindan Sect. However, Ling Chuxi really didn't take Gao Canghan's threats to heart.

Even if the opponent is very strong, so what? She has never been a person who lets others take advantage of her. If you want to chew her off, you are not afraid of breaking your teeth and choking to death.

"Don't you want to explain it? As far as I know, what Qing Lingyan did has already touched the sect's taboo, and it is justifiable for you to kill her." The expression on Gao Canghan's cold face suddenly changed, and he seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

asked.

Is this old man playing tricks? Sometimes he's sarcastic, sometimes as cold as ice, sometimes like a smile but not a smile, almost every sentence with an expression. Are these martial arts masters getting bored with their strength and longevity? Guardian Master Mo learned how to eat

Overlord meal, Gao Da Sect Leader has more unique hobbies and has learned to change his face? Ling Chuxi looked at Gao Canghan with a strange look.

"Is the explanation useful? In the holy realm of the sect, the strong are respected. If Qing Lingyan kills me, will anyone seek justice for me? Will someone give me an explanation?" Ling Chuxi put aside the nonsense in her heart.

Thoughts, he smiled calmly.

From the moment she killed Qing Lingyan, she knew that there was absolutely no room for maneuver in this matter, and any explanation was superfluous. Fairness? If justice was useful in this matter, why would everyone practice martial arts? Fighting and killing for the sake of

What? The so-called fairness is actually a system established by the strong in the end.

"The strong are respected, hahahaha, the strong are respected, you are right, if you were a little stronger, even if you killed me, no one would be able to uphold justice for me, but you have seen clearly, very good

, very good!" Gao Canghan laughed boldly, looked at Ling Chuxi with admiration, changed the topic, and said, "Actually, the former Jindan Sect was one of the five major sects, and we had a close relationship with the Canglang Sect.

, and Qing Lingyan’s death was entirely his own fault. I, the Canglang Sect, should not have made things difficult for you. However, I am not the one who has the final say in this sect’s affairs. Therefore, the matter of the sect’s opening ceremony must be decided by

You should work hard on yourselves."

"Sect Master Gao, I don't quite understand what you mean." Ling Chuxi was completely confused by the old man's change of expression. He was cold and hot for a while, and now he started laughing wildly. What kind of medicine was he selling in his gourd?


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