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Chapter 1740 Want me to take the blame

The treasure house of Baiyin City has been robbed, in other words, there is no need for existence here.

These subordinates in the Condensing Mai Realm not only can't help them, but may also expose their previous actions.

With a slight change of mind, Yuan Ye had already made up his mind.

He seemed to be inadvertently asked: "Did anyone else pay attention to Silver City during this period?"

"The Lord of Fire Rewards." The monk in the previous Celestial Realm spoke. He said confidently: "We have been following the Lord of Fire Rewards before, and we dare not make any mistakes. We can avoid contacts that can be avoided.

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"What about the contact that cannot be avoided?" Yuan Ye's heart sank, but he still asked calmly.

"The contact that cannot be avoided..." The cultivator of the Condensation Realm smiled bitterly, "It's only this time."

Hearing this, Yuan Ye nodded: "Then I'll feel relieved."

"What are the instructions of Lord Fire Envoy?" the disciple of the Condensation Realm asked carefully.

At this moment, he couldn't tell why, he vaguely felt something was wrong.

But he couldn't say something wrong.

"No more, nothing will be gone in the future." Yuan Ye turned around, smiled and raised his hand...

In the quiet alley, a muffled groan came, followed by the sound of something slamming down to the ground.

But the process was very short, and after a moment, it returned to quiet.#@$&

After a while, the door of the house opened, Yuan Ye looked calm and walked out.

The moment he closed the door with his backhand, through the crack of the door, he could see several figures lying in the yard.

Those figures were gone in their heads and would never make any sound again.

Standing outside the house and looking at the gray sky, Yuan Ye felt that his mood was somewhat similar to that of the sky.

"Who will a guy who looks three-point similar to the teacher and masters Xiao Taijin's magic......"%&(&

Looking at the sky, Yuan Ye murmured to himself.

At this moment, even the clouds floating slowly in the sky made him feel upset.

After thinking for a long time, a sharp look flashed across his face.

"Anyway, they are all dead.

Those things should be mine, and no one can take them away!

This guy must die!”

With his teeth tightly clenched, Yuanye tried his best to think.

"This man entered Baiyin City and took the cloth store directly.

That means that he knows exactly where and what it really does.

Since this is the case, he must still hold the positions of other treasure houses in his hands.

If I guess correctly, other treasure houses will be damaged one after another during the next period.”

Thinking of this, Yuan Ye’s face showed a grim smile.

"Since that's the case, I'll weave a big net and wait for you to come to your door.

And you guy has already exposed your appearance and cultivation in Baiyin City.

A monk in the state of mind can surpass the level to a certain extent.

I naturally can't do it if I want to kill you.

But someone can do it.

Just wait for the fear you are targeted by the killer of the Demon Kill Pavilion!”

Yuan Ye let out a sneer and walked away.

Just after he left, a moment passed, the previous house suddenly ignited an unknown fire.

The fire was particularly fierce. Before the people who were putting out the fire came, the house was burned to ruins.

Nympho

Just when the Fire Envoy Yuan Ye decided to ask for help from Guishen Pavilion to solve Chu Yan's trouble, the Cangyang Gate, thousands of miles away, was also having a headache for Chu Yan's trouble.

A few hours ago, the disciple who came back from the injury told the situation in detail about the Treasure House to the senior management of the Tsangyang Sect.

At this time, in the conference hall, the head of the Cangyang Sect, the deputy head of the Cangyang Sect, and a group of elders were all there.

Even the Supreme Elder, who had not shown up in the past thirty years, was invited out and sat on the Lord, listening quietly to everyone's discussion.

The discussion has been going on for nearly two hours, but there is still no unified conclusion.

There are currently two factions in the meeting hall.

One faction is the main battle faction headed by Master Yan Shuangying.

The first time he heard that Yan Shuangying was killed by the other party, the current deputy leader of the Cangyang Sect was furious and immediately asked to fight to tear the sinner who "killed Cangyang Sect a hundred-year plan" to pieces.

Then, then

Another faction is based on the overall situation and hopes to understand the current situation more in detail, with the easing faction headed by the head.

As for Liu Fuqing, who is at the center of the vortex of this incident, he is now sitting among the elders as an elder.

At this moment, he looked calm, but in fact, he was extremely panicked inside.

And he could clearly feel that although he was sitting in the middle of the crowd, in fact, everyone around him wanted to be as far away as possible.

Seeing this scene, Liu Fuqing was both embarrassed and annoyed: "You bastards, when you took my treasure house, they all laughed to their ears. Now when they encountered problems, they wanted to separate themselves from me.

This is the face of a monk?"

At this moment, the head cleared his throat and spoke again: "This is the situation now. That person gave us twelve hours, including the seven hours that have passed, and we have to get rid of the departure to go.

We have three hours left at most when we go by.

During these three hours, we must make unified decisions and make plans.

After all, we cannot stand by the disciples who are currently detained by that man.”

As the head of the Tsangyang Sect, whenever he makes decisions, he naturally needs to consider the development of the entire sect.

But Yan Shuangying's master obviously would not think so.

"Senior Brother, what else can I consider in this matter!" The deputy leader stood up suddenly, "You know how important the Double Eagles are to our Cangyangmen. He will be the most powerful in the next few decades.

A disciple who hopes to be promoted to heavenly state of mind.

But now he has been killed by that man. If this revenge is not avenged, how can we gain a foothold in the future!

What's more, the man said that the treasure house belongs to him and asked us to hand over the things inside!

What to make a joke!

If we kill us, we will give treasures. When has our Tsangyang Gate been bullied like this?"

The atmosphere in the conference hall suddenly became stalemate again.

After breathing for a few moments, the Supreme Elder, who had never opened his mouth before, opened his squinting eyes and said lightly: "Where is the treasure house you are talking about?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes fell on Liu Fuqing's body.

Liu Fuqing's body suddenly stiffened and she showed a bitter smile.

It's still here.

But I will never take the blame!

Liu Fuqing deeply understood that at this time, he would never be beaten with his head in his arms.

If that were the case, Tsangyangmen would definitely sell him without hesitation.

With a light cough, Liu Fuqing stood up, first saluted to the Supreme Elder who was sitting at the top, and then spoke, saying something he had thought about for a long time.


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