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- Everyone present was stunned.
Lord Chunhe, scold him!
What is this for?
next moment.
"Go away, uncle!" Chunhe yelled, "This is called abandoning the dark and turning to the light!"
Feng Qin and other Qingyun Temple saints were silent for a long time. Even though they were scolded by Chun He, they still frowned and remained silent.
"Withdraw." Yuan Xiu suddenly sighed and said to the saints of Qingyun Temple.
"Withdraw? How can we withdraw? So what if Henyu rebels? The advantage is mine!"
"That's right, Yuan Xiu, we can't withdraw! If we withdraw, where will our Qingyun Temple's face go?"
Some people disagree with the withdrawal.
"Withdraw! We must withdraw! Now it's not a matter of Henyu's repeated attacks, but Chunhe has laid a dragnet waiting for us!"
"You're right. We can't think that because of Zhongzhou's halo, others won't dare to do anything to us. Can't you see the current situation clearly?"
Someone agreed to withdraw.
The saints of Qingyun Temple were fighting against saints from various forces while transmitting messages to discuss intensely.
the other side.
"Sages, do you want to kill two saints from Qingyun Temple for fun?" Chunhe said to Naichi and others with a smile.
Naichi and the others are a little eager to try.
But he still maintains enough sobriety. The situation on the court seems to be unfavorable to the Saint of Qingyun Temple, but in fact it is just an illusion. No matter it is the Black Market Xianghui Tower, Duobao Pavilion, or the Saint of Donghuang, they have no influence on the Saint of Qingyun Temple. The saint's deadly attack only seemed to be violent.
This is actually very understandable. After all, who would have nothing to do to seek a deadly feud with a force like Qingyunguan!
Although they plan to use thunderous means to stifle Qingyun Guan's ambitions for Hean City, but now that multiple parties are cooperating, why should their own side be the gun?
But despite saying this, Naiyi and the others also understand that the prestige of Qingyun Temple today has ended here, and Qingyun Temple can no longer do anything to them.
This point makes Naiyi and the others¡¯ whole souls tremble, and all their blood is rushing, the saints of Qingyun Temple! Those are extremely domineering existences. At least when they face Qingquan Forest, they are always aloof. When has Qingquan Forest not relied on the wonderful tree of life to survive? How could they have expected that there would be such a situation today?
They even thought that if the three of them joined forces and tried their best, would it be possible to leave one or two Qingyun Temple saints behind?
Naichi and the others gradually focused their divergent gazes and looked at Haruwa, who was clasping his fists on his chest. They felt that Haruwa was a little more mysterious at this time.
Although they had already raised Chunhe up and down again before, Chunhe's transformation made them understand that Chunhe's image could be even higher.
With a wave of his hand, the clouds and rain turn over, and as he talks and laughs, the sky and the earth turn upside down. Even if Chunhe really has no cultivation, it is still enough to make them, as saints, in awe!
"Since the saints don't want to commit murder in vain, let's choose something." Haruhe looked at Nai Yi and the others who were silent with a smile.
Naiyi and the other three were stunned, choosing something?
What to choose?
Seemingly sensing their doubts, Chunhe said matter-of-factly, "Of course I choose the spoils of war!"
Choose a trophy?
What loot?
"If Yuan Xiu and the others don't leave anything behind, how can I let them escape intact?" Chun He said lightly.
In Haruhe¡¯s calm tone, Naichi and the others could hear unparalleled domineering.
What is left behind?
What to leave behind?
"Sage Yuanxiu, why don't we discuss a business deal?" Chunhe looked at Yuanxiu.
Hearing this, Yuan Xiu frowned, "What are you talking about?"
In He'an City, Weiman, who had just left the Public Security Committee, returned to the rented courtyard and stood quietly in front of the door, his eyes lowered, his hands dropped, and he stayed there quietly without saying a word, as if he was lifeless. Sculpture is average.
Until a strong wind blew in the courtyard.
Weiman took a deep breath and looked at the location where the strong wind suddenly rose.
After a while, Wei Man knelt down and said respectfully, "Welcome to you, masters and uncles!"
"Huh!" A cold snort made Wei Man's internal organs burn, and a mouthful of blood sprayed directly into the sky.
"Have you known this result for a long time?" The words of the Earthly Sage Saint struck Weiman's heart like thunder. Weiman's blood flowed backwards, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.
Weiman couldn't hold it on and collapsed on the ground, struggling to reply, "Go back to the ground"According to my uncle, I have indeed thought about this possibility, but I am not sure. I only advise you out of caution not to rashly become an enemy of He Ancheng. "
Sage Didiao was about to say something else, but Sage Yuanxiu preempted him, "How did you know this result?"
The Earthly Sage Saint came up and captured Wei Man's heart, not because he had determined anything, but because he looked at Wei Man's appearance and felt that Wei Man might have seen the end of the play, and he was angry in his heart, and he couldn't suppress his emotions.
"Uncle Hui Yuan Xiu, not only I know it, but the whole He'an City knows it." Wei Man still looked respectful, but his words
a bolt from the blue.
"What did you say?!" Saint Yuanxiu shouted in a glum tone.
The other saints were also shocked, "Weiman, what's going on?!"
"Weiman! Is this true?"
Amid countless words like knives, Wei Man smiled bitterly, "Masters and uncles, do you still remember Director Shi Luo I introduced to you before?"
Yuan Xiu and other saints from Qingyun Temple are still a little confused as to what the Shiluo Stone Clan is doing at this time.
"Have you forgotten what he does?" Wei Man knew at a glance what was going on with his group of masters, uncles and saints, so he had forgotten about Shi Luo.
However, soon, they will remember Shi Luo forever.
"Masters and uncles, Shi Luo is a live broadcaster. He live broadcasted the entire confrontation between you and Chunhe City Lord and his entourage. Now all the warrior monks in He'an City know that you bought peace with money." Wei Man said cautiously. After finishing, he quickly knelt down again and lowered his head to the ground, not daring to raise his body.
"Hoo hoo"
"Whoosh, whoosh"
Strong breathing sounds instantly echoed throughout the small courtyard. Some of these breathing sounds were like rolling thunder, some were like the surging tide, and some were like murderous intent that chilled the bones.
Weiman buried his head lower, even making a small hole in the floor.
"One, two" He muttered silently in his heart.
"He'an thieves are going too far!"
"Chunhe, I have nothing to do with you!"
"City Lord Chunhe, now it's time to fulfill your promise." Saint Hateyu looked at Chunhe and said in a deep voice.
Hearing the words of Saint Henyu, Naiyi and the others standing next to Chunhe immediately said, "Henyu, pay attention to your attitude!"
"Hmph, you are He'an's enemy. The Lord of Chunhe doesn't want your life. He's already showing great mercy. You actually dare to ask for five or six here. Believe it or not, as long as Lord Chunhe speaks, Saint He'an doesn't need to take action. The three of us can People can understand you!¡±
"Hate Yu, don't you know what I mean!"
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