"Elder Bai He, please take a seat! Just have a casual chat. I have no other intentions. Besides, why do my brothers worry so much about chatting? Look at Bai Zhe..."
The moment Bai Yan saw Bai He saluting, he was speechless to the extreme. He didn't know how to evaluate it. It's just that Bai He didn't seem to hear it, and he still knelt down like this pedantically.
Bai Zhe put away his smile and glanced at Bai Yan lightly. At this moment, Bai Yan seemed to be planning to ask Bai Zhe for advice, and the two eyes met again.
After about a moment, Bai Yan nodded towards Bai Zhe, put away his faint smile and looked towards Bai Hedao.
"That's all, get up now! Since you don't want to say it, I won't force you to do it. Just step back!" Bai Yan's voice was extremely cold, and his face returned to its previous majestic look. But the majestic look
There is still a hint of anger underneath...
"Yes! I'm resigning!" Bai He said lightly, a hint of joy flashed across his eyes, and then returned to his previous indifference. When Bai He walked out of the palace, Bai Yan's face had lost its majestic look...
"Bastard!" Bai Yan roared angrily. This time he didn't have to estimate anything, because Bai Zhe was the one who really stood by him in the huge Presbyterian Church.
"Brother, don't be angry! Bai He is so evasive, maybe he is just... still hesitating!" Bai Zhe frowned his crescent-like eyebrows and guessed.
"Hmph! Wait and see! I've given him enough time! Chen Xuan is doing well! Why does he just refuse to stand by me!" Bai Yan was so angry that his eyebrows knitted together.
His whole body was filled with a fierce murderous aura, and his eyes were full of bloodthirsty.
The powerful aura spread around him. Bai Zhe shuddered coldly and his face changed slightly. Then he skillfully poured the fairy tea in the jade bowl in front of him and took a sip.
In just a moment, Bai Yan's expression returned to normal. But there was still lingering anger on his face.
Seeing this, Bai Zhe slightly bowed his hands to Bai Yan and said, "Brother, Bai He still needs to be won over! At least he has a wait-and-see attitude towards Chen Xuan, and he is extremely respectful to brother!"
"Apart from Bai He and the two of us, who in the Presbyterian Church doesn't want something to happen to Chen Xuan? A little bit, right? Although it's not as serious as Bai De, but..."
Before Bai Zhe could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Bai Yan waving his hand.
"Why don't I know? Who doesn't covet my seat?" Bai Yan said coldly, with a chilling look in his eyes. But then he returned to calmness and spoke again.
"Alas! It's just that they don't know that Chen Xuan can only take the seat after me! We have no choice!" Bai Yan sighed and shook his head helplessly.
"Brother, don't worry too much! Bai He has met Chen Xuan many times. If we meet him a few more times in the future, I think..."
After Bai Zhe stood up, he walked towards Bai Yan, and then like a boneless immortal, he sat on the floor next to Bai Yan's chair.
"Well, that's all it can be!" Bai Yan said lightly.
The fruity aroma filled Chen Xuan's mouth, as if a pure and pure beauty was dancing on his tongue and taste buds. Chen Xuan closed his eyes and enjoyed the satisfaction brought by the rest of his life and the delicious taste of wild fruits.
This practice is really a narrow escape, but if you can understand some things about the talismans, your suffering will not be in vain. Chen Xuan secretly cursed in his heart.
That’s it! I don’t want to think about it now. Let’s talk about these things later, let’s have a good time first! Chen Xuan’s eyes flashed with pleasure, and suddenly his legs flew up, jumped up to the tree, and picked three wild fruits in one fell swoop.
fruit.
Then he was like a rich man who spends money like water, gorging on these fairy fruits that are priceless outside. He didn't even raise his eyes...
The dense forest is really a good place, Chen Xuan muttered in his heart. But what Chen Xuan didn't know was that even some wild fruits had been arranged for Chen Xuan by Bai Yan and Bai Zhe.
Otherwise, if it were an ordinary fruit, how could it have been preserved during the major disaster before the Secret Forest?
"Brother... look, there is a fruit forest in front of you! It looks fruity and fresh!" A voice that sounded like he was in his forties was respectfully asking.
Good way.
"Oh?" The man who seemed to be called the eldest brother spat out one word coldly and arrogantly.
"Hmph! If Yu Gui and the others find the things first, how will Master Jiang He reuse us in the future?" A voice that was probably in his seventies yelled powerfully at the man next to him.
Chen Xuan frowned when he heard this! Jiang He? Yu Gui?
Huh! So it turned out to be someone related to the Snow Mountain Sect? Chen Xuan's eyes were filled with cold murderous intent, and his face was gleaming with cold light. At this time, Chen Xuan had already had murderous intentions.
Yu Gui! Is he the disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect Jiang He who he killed before? Chen Xuan's memory has always been good. He recalled that before Yu Gui was killed by him, he seemed to have said that Jiang He sent two groups
People come to the dense forest to look for things.
Humph! It seems that he was very lucky to meet another group of people, but of course it was also their misfortune. Chen Xuan quickly swallowed the last fruit and walked quickly towards the other entrance of the orchard.
The people of the Snow Mountain Sect themselves had made an oath to kill anyone they met. Let's just call them unlucky today! Chen Xuan, a fifth-level Grand Master, naturally arrived near the sound very quickly.
"You're like a dog!" A man wearing a white robe of the Snow Mountain Sect with blue brocade embroidered on it shouted to Chen Xuan with a sinister look on his face. Chen Xuan's eyes were like sharp knives piercing the man's body.
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He didn't even look at it, but the bloodthirsty chill on his face and the cold murderous intent in his eyes made the man feel like he wanted to kneel down involuntarily!
"Do you...do you know...who we are?"
The man in the white robe embroidered with blue brocade gnashed his teeth and spit out these words as if his tongue was trembling.
"Hmph! A member of the Snow Mountain Sect, Jiang He Laogou? A lackey of Helan Chong?" Chen Xuan's face smiled coldly, shining like a ghost. The murderous intent in his eyes suddenly overflowed.
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"My friend, you insulted my mentor and humiliated the sect leader! Are you thinking?" The man next to the blue brocade embroidery said the first sentence in an uncertain tone. Then the second sentence was like the roar of a lion from Hedong.
Generally speaking, thinking about Chen Xuan, he roared angrily. Every word and every word reflected the fierce murderous intention.
boom!
For a moment, the air around Chen Xuan was shaken by this roar, and the wind started to go crazy as if it was out of control.
Chen Xuan smiled coldly and seemed unmoved at all.
"My friend, who are you? Which sect are you from? Apologize, and I won't pursue it any further. My name is He Long, and Daoxin Continent's words are worthy of some weight!" He Long glanced at Chen Xuan's face, as if he was not affected by it.
The origin of the Snow Mountain Sect was frightening. He planned to test it out. After all, the five major sects like to send their talented disciples to practice everywhere.
If he provokes other sects, the gains outweigh the losses, and it would be great for He Long to make some talented disciples. As for Chen Xuan's own strength, He Long doesn't think it will be that powerful.
He is just a boy who looks to be in his twenties. The monks in the Daoxin Continent are all young monks before they are a hundred years old. Generally, they will not pass the fifth level of Taoist masters. Even genius disciples can reach the peak of Taoist masters before they are a hundred years old.
There are also very few.
But He Long is an existence at the peak of Taoist masters, and it is because He Long has reached the peak of Taoist masters that he is so valued by Jiang He. It’s just that in recent years, Yu Gui, who can only flatter, actually has a boy of the eighth level of Taoist masters and him.
On an equal footing?
This made He Long curse secretly in his heart.
Chen Xuan's face was full of ridicule, and the faint sneer made He Long look very dazzling. He Long, who was always regarded as the proud son of heaven, couldn't bear it, and he wanted to tear Chen Xuan into pieces.
In his heart, he still looked at Chen Xuan with a forced smile.
Boy! You'd better beg to heaven. You have to have someone to back you up and make me feel awesome! Otherwise, I will trample you to death! He Long was already filled with rage and secretly scolded Chen Xuan in his heart.
"Apologise? It seems that the person next to you insulted me first? Then I insulted your dog-like mentor and the head of the Snow Mountain Sect!" Chen Xuan said calmly with indifference in his eyes.
These words were like a fire that ignited the strong dissatisfaction in He Long's heart. The hidden anger on his face could be divided into pieces. If Chen Xuan could be cut into pieces, Chen Xuan would have turned into minced meat by now.
"ha
...Ha..." Just as He Long was about to do it, he turned into a fierce lion and tore Chen Xuan alive. The remaining reason in his heart once again took over and he laughed awkwardly.
This person knows that he is a disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect and yet he dares to be so presumptuous. It seems that he has a really incredible background behind him. Which sect is he from? Yu Sect? Xingyi Sect?
He Long secretly guessed...
But Chen Xuan still looked at He Long with a faint sneer. "He Er... you are like a dog! Apologize to this friend first!" He Long's anger could not be poured out on Chen Xuan, so he slapped him with a big backhand.
The man with the blue brocade embroidered on his white shirt had a cold scolding on his face.
He Er was stunned by He Long, but after a moment, he knelt down like a dog.
"I'm sorry, sir..." He Long looked at He Er's kneeling body angrily. This young man is very good! If he had the chance, he would definitely make him feel what real fear is!