With a "click", on the seventh floor, the white jade tea cup in the hand of the high priest sitting upright suddenly shattered, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became treacherous and suffocating.

My heart was frightened and immediately knelt in front of him, "The high priest, the person who was fighting at the door just now is Miss Chu." Then, she told the details of the fight in a long and profound way.

"It's roughly this. It's because my subordinates make their own decisions and conceal them without reporting them. Please punish the high priest!"

Shang Xu, the high priest returned to peace, and his words were not accusations, "Why do you just say it now?"

"Because my subordinates think that there is no need to disturb the high priest if it is irrelevant." Xin Qiao replied.

He watched the big screen, showing the picture on the eighth floor, but it was pitch black. He had been walking for so long and finally waited for this day. Since that was the case, he no longer had to pretend to ignore it.

"It is necessary now. I will invite the saint to the temple of the priests tomorrow." The high priest ordered.

"yes!"

Chu Siyu, who was on the third floor, couldn't sit still and paced back and forth in the room. Where did her waste sister get the invitation? She actually went to the eighth floor! That was not a place that ordinary people could go!

I think the ones that are most memorable are Nan Mingyuan and Mo Rushuang! Her thrust into them horrified.

"Chu Lingyue!" Mo Rushuang's eyes widened, took the lead in Nan Mingyuan, pressed the button, and shouted with a loss of mind: "What are you going to do? You have hurt me, but you are not satisfied, do you have to kill them all?"

Why should Chu Lingyue compete with her everywhere? What is she not as good as her? The Warcraft Forest should have made her completely dead that day!

She hated Chu Lingyue a little more, and the scars on her neck itched a lot. She subconsciously scratched her, wishing she could cut off the scar along with her skin!

The hatred made her delicate face distorted, and she was incompatible with her usually gentle and gentle. Nan Mingyuan was secretly surprised. This was definitely not Mo Rushuang he knew.

"Miss Mo, the four words "kill" are so serious. I just like the Dzi Pearl Crystal. What? Are you not allowed to bid?" Chu Lingyue refused to comment.

"Can you take out 20,000 soul coins? You dare to shout so arrogantly!" Mo Rushuang spoke angrily, his words full of anger and his neck was red.

"Whether I can take it out is not something Miss Mo should worry about. If you are afraid, give it to me." She responded calmly, holding the infinite soul card given to her by Jun Yeming, and brushing whatever she wants.

Jun Yeming invisibly gave her a wave of capital to clamor with Mo Rushuang, thank you.

Seeing that Mo Rushuang was constantly scratching the scar, Nan Mingyuan felt so distressed that he couldn't care about anything. He held her hand and kept comforting: "Rushuang, stop scratching, be careful, don't hurt your body."

Mo Rushuang felt Nan Mingyuan's concern, hid in his arms, his eyes were red, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he was so aggrieved that he refused to cry, "Chu Lingyue! If you have anything, come to me, don't hurt Brother Yuan!"

"Chu Lingyue, I haven't settled your injury to my son yet! You didn't care about you well, and some people are disciplined!" Mo Qin, who was sitting beside him, couldn't hold back and gritted his teeth. If it weren't for Chu Lingyue, there wouldn't be such a big scar on his daughter's neck!

Chu Lingyue's phoenix eyes were slightly cold, and Mo Qin suddenly raised the topic to her tutor. Uncle could tolerate it, but aunt couldn't! He immediately argued with Mo Qin.

"You can't even discipline your daughter well, what qualifications do you have to show off your power here? If Mo Rushuang hadn't lured Nan Mingyuan first, we would have been flying together long ago!"

These words made Chu Lingyue want to be disgusted, and it hurts to speak against her conscience!
Chapter completed!