Chen Zhixing walked step by step towards his private room in the handyman's office.
Along the way, when the handymen who had finished their work saw Chen Zhixing's arrival, they all lined up and whispered to each other.
Someone wanted to come forward and say a few words of flattery, but they were unsure of Chen Zhixing's character, so they had to give up.
Chen Zhixing walked all the way towards the wing, and when he was still at the door of the wing, he heard a discussion inside.
"I didn't expect that boy Xiao Ping, who looks like an honest guy with no future, could have such a good life and win the favor of Her Royal Highness the Saint."
"Isn't this a sparrow that flies onto a branch and turns into a phoenix?"
"Tsk tsk, Lao Huang, you said that you are so close to this person, and now that he is so prosperous, do you still look at you?"
Immediately, Lao Huang's voice rang out: "It's not for any purpose that Xiao Ping and I became friends. He has become so successful that it's too late for me to be happy for him."
"Haha, what you said is really a great saint! Yesterday I was still hanging out with you, and today you have become a celebrity of Her Majesty the Saint. Don't you have any taste in your heart?"
The spiritual thoughts of those special monks are already a drop in the bucket and of little use.
Li Lianglan rushed towards Nanfengyuan in his youth.
...
I narrowed my eyes, my body was full of flesh and blood, my beauty had slowly come to an end, and the pupils in my eyes were dilated.
I'm afraid that after using it for a long time, you will follow the clues and find out where I am.
All of this was said to be too late.
That trip later came to Tianlan Holy Land.
A young man in a wheelchair pushed the wheelchair towards the Xuan Shen Bao.
"Go to hell!!!"
A skinny figure, wearing a white floor-length robe and a hood, walked step by step from the gambling room.
At night, Nanfeng Courtyard, which is made of gray and white bricks and stones, looks even hotter and deader, without any life at all.
"Hey!" I let out a long sigh. Now I have someone to drink wine and eat roast chicken with me, who is willing to listen to my bragging.
The two roommates were sitting on the bed, pointing at Lao Huang. When they saw Chen Zhixing arriving, they immediately turned sideways, facing the wall with their backs to the Xuan Shen Bao.
This group of men in white robes holding whips quickly bowed and said: "Master!"
Fu Shen suddenly started to tremble crazily, and all the essence, blood, and spirit were slowly sucked down along Li Liang's little hand.
...
In an above-ground gambling house, angry roars were heard from time to time.
Lao Huang stared blankly at the back of the Xuan Shen Bao. It wasn't until the Xuan Shen Bao disappeared from my eyes that I looked away worriedly.
"Fu Xiu, why is his eldest son back?"
It’s only the south peak that I want to kill.
That elder Li Liang, is he holding back or planning to attack me tonight?
Chen Zhixing walked in expressionlessly.
Suddenly, my ears moved and I noticed a strange noise coming from beside me.
a moment ago.
An old man with beautiful beard and hair was half-kneeling on the ground, with blood leaking from the outside of his mouth, staring at the white-robed figure.
Fu Shen was stunned for a moment, with a look of disbelief on his face.
The wing door was pushed open.
Fu Shen, who turned into a mummy, fell limply to the ground and broke into several pieces.
at the same time.
Under the face of Nanfeng Yinjiu, a hint of ferocity suddenly emerged, and he struck fiercely in an instant.
The figure in white robes with a narrow hood on his head reached out and pinned the young monk's head before he even stepped down.
This young monk suddenly felt as if he had been electrocuted, and his whole body began to tremble violently.
I saw this figure lingering for about a few breaths before finally choosing to leave Nanfeng Yard.
...
Inside the gambling house.
Crunch.
If Fu Shen dies tonight, the whole of Xiaoping and even the entire Tianlan Holy Land will explode.
Tsk tsk tsk!
When the two roommates saw this, they quickly smiled on their faces.
"Yes..."
Next eight days.
"Who is he? Tell him that your father is the eighth elder of the Fuxiuyuan Sect, and those who know the truth will let you go immediately!"
The man in the floor-sweeping white robe just had time to respond hastily, but the narrow hood under his head was instantly shattered, revealing a long, gloomy old face.
"You are a disciple of Xiao Ping from Tianlan Holy Land! My master is Elder Fu Shen! Who are they? How dare they arrest people right under the nose of Tianlan Holy Land?"
It was completed in a flash of lightning!
Some of us didn't open our mouths to curse, some of us didn't announce our family status, and some of us just stopped talking and begged for mercy.
...
Xuan Shen Bao quickly closed his eyes.
Just wait for the seven people to finish speaking.
Xuan Shen Bao bowed his hand towards me and immediately retreated into the side room to rest.
The white-robed figure nodded, and then looked at the disciples hanging in the small hall. He frowned slightly and said in a hoarse voice:
Xuan Shen Bao glanced at the seven people indifferently, then stretched out his hand to grab his luggage, sucking it in and grabbing it in his hand.
...
A look of panic appeared on Nanfeng's face, and he quickly stepped back slowly.
"Okay, Old Huang, hurry up and wash our socks. Now that silly boy Xiao Ping is gone, we will beat you up, but no one will help you."
Li Lianglan smiled at Lao Huang, and then left the wing in small steps.
After saying that, Li Lianglan looked towards my bed and frowned immediately.
"Nanfeng, I thought he was actually..."
I also want to kill Xu Fan and Meng Hedong!
Nan Feng reluctantly took back his hand, his eyes filled with clarity and concentration.
At the last moment, I took action with anger and slapped the man in white robe mopping the floor hard.
last moment.
...
boom!!
The man in white robe mopping the floor took back his hand, and a hint of disappointment flashed through his clear eyes.
For me now.
"Well, this Fu Xiu, you thought he was back because he left..."
I dare to suspect that the person who I have been tracking down and killed many of my disciples turned out to be Nanfeng, one of the seven minor elders with me!
a moment ago.
...
The side room where they were still discussing and chatting suddenly became quiet.
"Is there any bad explanation? The witnesses and material evidence are all there. If he has nothing to say, he can tell the leader of the mountain."
"Yes, I'm afraid I won't be able to stay in Lan Holy Land any longer!"
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Elder Fu Shen shook his sleeves and said warmly.
"Who are they?"
"It's so close... You're so close that you won't be able to break through to the eighth level of Shingo!"
Xuan Shenbao's sudden leap from a handyman disciple to a Taoist disciple instantly detonated the whole of Xiaoping!
That evening.
Old Huang's eyes lit up and he quickly stood up to say hello.
Xuan Shen Bao breathed a sigh of relief.
"South Peak?!"
"South Peak?" Xuan Shenbao narrowed his eyes, and a touch of warmth flashed in his eyes.
"It seems that everything has to be slowed down!"
In a small narrow hall, one by one, disciples from various small sects from the seven lakes and seven seas, were hung up in the air by the God-binding chains through their shoulder blades.
The man in white robe mopping the floor shook his head, then turned around and walked towards the previous young monk.
"No thanks."
Pfft.
Traces of bright red flowed down the withered little hands of the white-robed figure and poured into the body of the white-robed figure.
"After we leave, we have to absorb the spirit of Fu Xiu!"
"Fu Shen, he will listen to your explanation..."
It was quiet inside the above-ground gambling den.
"Let...let you go!"
The strong smell of blood was pungent, and the ground was littered with corpses.
...
A coquettish blush appeared under Nanfeng's pale face.
My eyes swept across the hall, taking in all the scenes in the small hall, and I suddenly said angrily:
The journey of spiritual thoughts is far less broad than what you need to understand after the Xuan Shen Bao.
A young monk was shouting.
"Turn back? Ever since you drained your son's spiritual thoughts with your own hands, you have thought about turning back!"
All the energy, blood, and thoughts from this young monk's body were sucked away, and his entire body turned into a mummy, making no sound at all.
If Nanfeng attacks me at this moment, I can kill Nanfeng.
"Let you out! You are a disciple of Fuxiuyuan Sect! Is he arresting you because he is afraid that you will be killed by your elders from Fuxiuyuan Sect?"
The figure in white robe wearing a narrow hood nodded when he heard this and spoke again.
Bang!!!
At the same time, people outside the secret area are paying close attention to the movements of Tianlan Holy Land and looking for opportunities to get hold of the Chaoxuan Divine Treasure.
Half an hour ago.
A white-clothed man with a white robe covering his face was guarding the seven corners of the small hall, holding a magic whip in his hand. If someone screamed fiercely, he would hit the person hard with several whips, beating the person's skin and flesh to pieces, and he would scream repeatedly.
Scream.
"From now on, you want to hear no one gossiping behind your back."
Nan Feng acted like a busybody every day, imparting some basic knowledge about spiritual thoughts to Li Lianglan, looking like a vicious elder who taught by words and deeds.
A tangible gravitational force, like a tangible little hand, lifted us up and hit us hard against the ceiling, then hit us hard and landed on the floor.
Crunch.
"Master said, he is resting in that wing." The young man's face was dull, and he pointed at a wing to see if there was any life outside his pupils.
"Old Huang, please leave first. Tomorrow you will go to the peak leader to propose that he be in charge of the handyman department."
"I finally caught him!"
"In the past, if he wanted to pick up a few kilograms of dung, he would pick up a few kilograms of dung."
A fierce look flashed in Nan Feng's eyes, and he instantly opened his small hand and pressed it under Elder Fu Shen's head.
Xuan Shen Bao sat cross-legged under the bed, silently exercising his mental power.
"Why is the quality of today's goods getting worse and worse?"
In Tianlan Holy Land, Fengbo City.
Before leaving the handyman's office.
The group of whip-wielding men in white robes quickly replied: "Master, there is a lot of noise inside now. The small sects have not lost their vigilance even in the Tianlan Holy Land. It is too convenient to investigate the disappearance of the disciples within the sect.
Get started.”
at that time.
Countless small fires burst out of the ground instantly, engulfing the entire above-ground gambling house.
The Xuan Shen Bao is also looking for opportunities while slowly absorbing the knowledge about the divine mind.
"too strong."
Elder Fu Shen of Tianlan Holy Land walked back from the door in small steps.
Thinking of that, Nanfeng became more determined and left the gambling shop on the ground with one step.
"Nanfeng, he has no chance to turn back now..." Elder Fu Shen spoke with difficulty, the life in his eyes was gone.
As for this man in floor-length white robes, his old face hidden under the narrow hood suddenly had a coquettish blush on both sides of his cheeks.
I saw that there was not a lot of clutter under my bed.
at the same time.
But before I finish killing Nanfeng, I'm afraid I have to escape Tianlan Holy Land.
...
A flash of understanding and determination flashed in Nanfeng's eyes.
"Previous."
The whole small door of the gambling house suddenly became complete.
Xuan Shen Bao smiled at Lao Huang, nodded and said, "Well, you haven't picked up your luggage yet. Come back and get your luggage."
That was not the result Xuan Shen Bao wanted.
Xuan Shen Bao hurriedly opened his eyes and saw a figure flashing past the door.