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- The existence of Jing'an has made Jin Buhuan surprised by He'an's background, but he didn't expect that Jing'an is not the only one?
Jing'an smiled, not admitting it, but not denying it either.
He just said, "Who said the reinforcements must be saints from the same realm?"
Jin Buhuan was a little puzzled, "Tearing off the Dao Fruit of a Saint in the Same Realm. Only a Saint in the Same Realm can take action in this kind of thing. How can other realms be involved?"
"If it's really peeling off, you're right. But ours is not called peeling off in the strict sense. It's just like scraping off some gold powder from a huge gold statue." Jing'an said, "So I think it's fine Some voyeurism can also help.¡±
Jin Buhuan thinks what Jing'an said makes sensewhat the hell!
Even if you are scraping gold powder, you are scraping the gold powder of a saint in the same realm!
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Believe it or not, if you can't even get close to Mr. Liu's body, you will lose your mind if you peek into the holy way? Do you really think that being in the same place is a joke?
"Let me use an analogy. It is not possible to peek into the holy way, but the saint is still involved." Seeing Jin Buhuan's uncertain expression, Jing'an further explained.
But this explanation is not convincing.
Jing'an thought about it for a while, but he still gained true knowledge through practice, so he fixed his eyes and shouted, "Where is Mr. Zhaocai?"
Zhaocai, who was talking to Chunhe and others in Yong'anfang, suddenly felt a huge summoning force coming towards him. Before he could react, his whole body dissipated uncontrollably.
"Protect the city lord!"
¡°President Zhaocai?!¡±
All the senior officials and saints were nervous, but soon he received a message from Jing'an, who summoned Zhaocai away. Seeing that Zhaocai could participate in the battles and disputes between the saints in the same realm, a group of senior officials and saints were jealous and envious. Everyone unanimously expressed that they must also do their part and hoped that the master of Jing'anfang would consider it carefully.
In the end, even Chunhe wanted to participate.
"City Lord, please stop making trouble. What can you do if you go?"
"That's right, Master Jing'an doesn't even want us, how can he still want you?"
Chun He was indifferent to the cold water thrown by the high-level officials and saints, and said plausibly, "I can do a lot, don't look down on others!"
"City Lord" A group of senior officials and saints were just about to pour cold water on them, but they didn't expect Jing'an's voice to be heard back.
"bring it on."
bring it on?
Who should be sent?
"I'm sorry, everyone, I have to participate in the battle of the saints of the same realm. Haha! Haha!" Chunhe laughed wildly.
Everyone actually knew that Jing'an's words of "Come on" were aimed at Chunhe, but they didn't want to believe it. Are you kidding me? The city lord is a waste!
Can trash also lift the beard of a saint in the same realm? Could this be a gangster, a tiger, a chicken, a bug? The stick beats the tiger but is eaten by insects.
But that¡¯s not what it¡¯s like
"City Lord, you can't go!"
"Master Jing'an, don't make such a joke!"
"That's right, the city lord has no cultivation at all. He was involved in your battle and his bones were shattered in seconds. I don't want to collect the city lord's ashes all over the world."
While thinking wildly in their minds, a group of high-level officials and saints started to disturb the matter. They really didn¡¯t want Chunhe to die. After all, it was not easy for Luosheng Continent to produce such a top-notch person for thousands of years.
"Youyouwhy do you look down on people so much?!" Hearing what everyone said, Chun He angrily felt a little uncomfortable. He blushed and said angrily, "I'm going, no one can stop me!"
"City Lord, we can't live without you!"
"City Lord, you can't abandon us."
A group of high-level officials and saints surrounded Chunhe as if in mourning. Chunhe became even more angry, and he punched the Lili saint who was closest to him.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise, followed by a scream that shook the sky and the earth, "Ah! It hurts me to death!"
Chunhe¡¯s eyes were filled with painful tears, and he blew into the right hand of Saint Paolili from time to time.
"City Lord, are you okay?"
"Comrade Li Li, it's true that you saw the city lord beating you, why didn't you soften your body in time?"
"That's right, you are the golden body of a saint. If you don't soften, the city lord will be like punching a stone. He has no cultivation. Can it not hurt?"
"City Lord, let me rub it with you, don't be afraid, we are all here."
ChunheHis face turned red, not because of pain, but because he felt insulted. Was he being treated like a child by a group of high-level officials and saints?
no!
Chunhe wanted to prove himself, so he shouted into the air, "Uncle Jing'an, pick me up quickly!"
After saying that, he looked at the senior officials and saints and comforted, "You don't have to worry too much. The fact that Uncle Jing'an can entrust this work to me means that this work is not important, so you can rest assured."
After comforting him, Chunhe suddenly felt ashamed. How could he have such thoughts?
Guilty! sin!
Just when Chunhe was confessing, he felt a suction force coming towards him again, and he heard in a daze, 'No! Master Jing'an, stop it! ¡¯, ¡®Stop it! ¡¯ When he opened his eyes again, he was in the void. The banker was standing next to him, with a chubby face full of sweat.
"City Lord" Zhaocai greeted Chunhe.
"What are you doing?" Chunhe asked curiously about the work of attracting wealth.
Zhaocai¡¯s face was radiant, and his face was radiant, ¡°Help Master Jing¡¯an and the others peel off Master Liu¡¯s Dao Fruit!¡±
He is very proud of recruiting wealth, but this matter is indeed worth being proud of. How long has he been in the holy realm? Just participating in the battle between the saints of the same realm was even helpful. He could mention this matter three hundred times in his diary! He was considering whether to find a storyteller to make a story about it when he returned to He'ancheng.
Seeing how lucky he was, Chunhe couldn't help shouting to Jing'an with enthusiasm, "Uncle Jing'an, what can I do?"
Jing'an's voice came, "Go and hold Wang Lun."
Jing'an didn't send any sound, so she just shouted out, and everyone present could hear it.
The parties involved, Chunhe Yixi, did Uncle Jing'an actually think he could hold off Wang Lun? Wang Lun is from the same place! Uncle Jing'an is really
Wisdom to know beads!
Wang Lun, the other person involved, was stunned. He was a little confused. He could sense Chunhe's true state. He was an ordinary person without any cultivation. He was holding him back?
What a fantasy!
"Wang Lun!" Chief Liu, who was not named, shouted. Although he could see that Chun He had no cultivation and had humiliated Chun He before, Chun He's appearance made him feel inexplicably flustered.
Wang Lun looked at Master Liu.
Chief Liu shouted, "Chun He is full of tricks, don't give him a chance to speak, just kill him!"
Wang Lun nodded slowly, then looked at Chunhe coldly, "Tell me, how do you want to die?"
Chunhe looked at Wang Lun, pinched his waist and laughed, "It seems you want to talk to me. In that case, let's have a good chat." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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