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Chapter 3965: Holy Master Frost Snow

 The thin man laughed loudly.

By the end, his face was both excited and crazy, giving people a twisted and crazy feeling.

Just at this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the hall.

The thin man immediately calmed down his crazy expression, his expression condensed, and his face darkened, as if his face changed, becoming expressionless and calm.

"Enter!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was gently pushed open.

An old man with gray hair walked slowly from outside the hall.

He was short in stature and had a stooped back, as if he would be blown away by the slightest breeze.

However, if anyone noticed the old man's true cultivation level, they would definitely be shocked.

This person is actually a powerful person in the Hongmeng realm.

The condensation of the creation divine body has reached the state of transformation, and it is only the last step away from the Great Perfection.

It was such a terrifying figure, but he was approaching respectfully at this moment.

When he came to the skinny man, he bowed slightly, lowered his head and said, "Father God, the craftsman is here again."

"Um?"

The skinny man's expression changed, but he said indifferently: "Is that what he came for?"

"That's right." The old man nodded in response. "Then tell him immediately that I have no interest in this matter, let alone any curiosity. He can go back wherever you tell him to go, and don't disturb my retreat."

The thin man's tone was a little cold, but overall he remained calm. He waved his hand casually,

Then he sent the old man out of the palace.

The old man was not angry at such rude behavior and stood outside the palace gate, bowing to the thin man from afar.

After that, he turned around and walked out of this place.

I saw him coming to another hall.

Inside, a figure was waiting.

He was a middle-aged man, tall, wearing linen clothes, with messy and unruly hair, giving off a sense of bohemianism.

If Ye Chen were here, he would be able to recognize at a glance that this middle-aged man is the Father God Tiangong Beiwang talks about.

That is, the Chaos Source Clan he had met once.

At this moment, the middle-aged man's face didn't look good.

When he saw the old man walking in, he didn't stand up to greet him. Instead, he assumed a condescending attitude and shouted, "That guy still doesn't agree?"

The old man treated the middle-aged man with the same respect, bowed his head and said: "Father God told me that he has no interest in that human race and will not have any curiosity. I also asked the craftsman to leave here and not to disturb Father God.

Retreat.”

"It really pisses me off!"

The middle-aged man known as the Craftsman's Ancestor suddenly burst into rage on his face.

More than half a month ago.

Tiangong Beiwang and Yinlong Xunkong blocked the Chiyang Mountains and fought a deadly battle with Ye Chen.

At the critical moment, Tiangong looked north and summoned a shadow of a middle-aged man.

I thought that the projection of a warrior from the Chaos Source Clan was enough to scare Ye Chen and give up all resistance.

Unexpectedly, Ye Chen took action without hesitation.

As a member of the Chaos Origin Clan, Craftsman Ancestor certainly does not allow this kind of thing to happen, let alone anyone slandering his supreme existence.

But at the same time, Jiang Zu was also full of curiosity about Ye Chen.

He really wanted to know what kind of existence Ye Chen belonged to.

Why is it that Ye Chen, a human being with an average level, even a low level, and a body that is no different, is able to control the aura of chaos and practice so many weird secret techniques?

It is for this reason that Craftsman Ancestor left his palace and came specifically to the Silver Dragon World.

There are many rules among the Chaos Source Clan.

The Silver Dragon World is not a place under the command of Jiangzu. In order to avoid conflicts, he came specifically to find Holy Lord Hanxue.

That was the thin man just now.

The craftsman originally thought that when he told Ye Chen's weirdness, Holy Lord Hanxue would also be full of curiosity.

Unexpectedly, Holy Lord Hanxue not only showed extreme indifference to this, but also issued an expulsion order, telling the craftsman ancestors to leave the Silver Dragon World without any actions or disturbing its order.

This statement is very direct.

Even a little harsh.

Even though the craftsman ancestor was angry, unexpectedly, Holy Master Hanxue ignored him and turned around and left.

After that, every time the craftsman came to visit, he was rejected, and he did not even see the face of Holy Lord Hanxue.

"Please calm down, Master Craftsman!" The old man still didn't raise his head and whispered: "For Father God, the Silver Dragon World is quite important. He has been planning for something for a long time, and even the whole world has been sealed off. Since Father God

I don’t want you to take action, most likely because of the planning issues.

There can be changes, that's why we act so tough."

"When the planning is over, Father God will be happy to agree to your suggestion and we will capture that weird human being together."

After hearing this, Jiangzu's expression improved a little.

He pondered for a moment and then asked: "What is your father God planning?"

The old man shook his head: "I dare not speculate on Father God's thoughts, nor am I qualified to speculate. I hope the craftsman will not make things difficult for me."

After finishing speaking, the old man made a gesture of invitation. Jiangzu wanted to say something originally, but when he saw this action, he lost his mood immediately and hummed: "It's just that you don't want to say it. I'm not too harsh."

I'm curious, send a message to Holy Lord Hanxue for me, don't let that human race go, otherwise

If so, I will never be done with him!"

As the words fell, silver light flashed.

In less than a breath, the craftsman ancestor left the world of Silver Dragon.

At the same moment.

The thin man in the deep palace clearly saw the conversation between the craftsman ancestor and the old man, as well as every expression on the craftsman ancestor's face. He grinned and sneered: "Isn't that what the Chaos Origin Clan should do?

There is no emotion, just like a machine. How can there be such an alien, running around like this just out of mere curiosity, showing a look that everyone can't do?

It’s really ridiculous to look like you’re trying to accommodate yourself.”

"But fortunately, I discovered in time that he was also quite interested in that human race, so I immediately stopped him. Otherwise, if that human race fell into this guy's hands, it would be a bit troublesome for me to get it back!

"

Having said this, the thin man stopped smiling.

Sometimes he frowned, and sometimes he stared at the sky. The divine light in his eyes flickered, making it difficult for people to see through it at all.

"In order to avoid long nights and many dreams, I'd better take action as soon as possible." "At that time, I will push all responsibilities and accidents to this human race. In this way, maybe I can still keep my identity as Holy Lord Hanxue, no matter what.

,In order to obtain this identity, I spent a lot of effort and risk.

These will be captured and refined!"

The thin man seemed to have made a decision.

He immediately sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and entered a mysterious and strange state.

At the same moment!

Inside the Lord's Mansion of Aofeng City.

Yang Kui, who was closing his eyes to rest, opened his eyes at this moment.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth. Whether it was his appearance, the arc of his smile, or even his temperament at this time, he was exactly the same as the Holy Lord Hanxue who was hundreds of millions of miles away!


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