It seems that this Temple Lord is at a hell level.

It's not on the same level as Di Yu.

Although she and Di Yu are only in the surface relationship now, they are actually very clear about each other and are guarded against each other.

They usually laugh, but no one has the true hearts of each other and are still prepared.

But a smiling tiger like Di Yu is at least easy to talk to. If he is the kind of cold-hearted person, he is even colder...

As he thought about it, Qiao Qingyan shivered. From a distance, she seemed to feel the coldness.

When Ji Wuchen arrived at Yaoguang's underground black market, he was covered in the cold air of extremely ice-cold ice, as if the actual overlord pressure was strongly covering the whole audience, shaking three times.

A high-quality brocade robe and white robe, with light golden velvet with status on the edge, filled with vivid aura.

This is a priceless spiritual robe!

Not only is it beautiful, but it has no market value, it is equivalent to wearing gold on your body.

Outline a slender and perfect figure, strong waist and long legs, elegant and elegant, cold, cool and domineering.

Height, proportion, muscle lines, undoubtedly everything is perfect.

However, the aura of too terrible suppressed everyone, and did not dare to look at him wantonly, nor did he dare to let his eyes stay on him, and even more dared not look directly at his cold and sharp eyes.

The supreme!

A powerful man!

Lord of the Temple!

The exquisite and noble white gold nephrite mask perfectly fits the face, revealing mysterious and deep eyes.

His eyes are beautiful, but he keeps his solemn Bingning. He feels extremely dangerous to die suddenly when he takes a look.

The bridge of the nose makes the facial features deeper and three-dimensional, with thin lips slightly pursed, full of abstinence, and a whole body exudes an indifferent aura that cannot be approached.

His facial features are so peerless, but how handsome the face under the mask is.

Yeshui Yehuo followed him with a Shura black iron mask on his face.

Holding a sword in hand, he restrains all his breath in a low-key manner, but he gives people a mysterious and dangerous feeling.

When everyone saw them, they understood that the person who came must be the Lord of the Temple.

The Lord of the Temple and the others may not have seen it with their own eyes, but the Ye Yingwei and the others knew the strongest shadow that was frightened by the wind.

It is said that a shadow guard can fight the lords of the other seven dynasties by themselves. Without the lord of the Temple, he can easily strangle all enemies without the lord of the temple. No one can defeat them.

Qiao Qingyan, who had just started on stage, felt this familiar and unfamiliar aura and looked back.

In an instant, her beautiful eyes were stunned and her whole person was fixed on the spot.

Dust-free!

She will never admit her mistake!

His current outfit is different from those in the Star Continent.

In the past, he wore more black clothes, ghost masks intertwined with scarlet and ink, and his white hair fell, and he was more inclined toward Satan's Demon Lord.

Now he is full of holy white, which makes him look more like a banished immortal descending to the mortal world and a spotless immortal emperor.

But no matter how it changes, it is her dust-free!

After a moment of dullness, Qiao Qingyan raised her legs and was about to step down, and her heart suddenly jumped into her throat.

I couldn't hear any sound in my ears, there was nothing in front of me, and he was the only one left in the world.

Finally saw him again!

I asked him to escape last time, no matter what I do today, I can't let him leave!

Even if you want to leave, you must understand his identity in the dynasty! You can't look around in the dynasty with such unknown and unimportant goals.

Didn't notice her, Ji Wuchen rubbed his eyebrows. He didn't like to appear in such a high-profile place in such a crowded place.

All of a sudden, everyone's eyes gathered on him, staring at his every move, which made him very upset.

Looking at Di Yu who was coming, his eyes were gloomy.

This annoying thing shouldn't have become a superficial brother with him at the beginning, but now it's getting more and more annoying!

If he doesn't come here, he has to force him to come.

I haven’t seen boxing before, I watch it every day, what’s so good about it?

Except... the woman with her own magic.

But after that night, his temples raked and his face turned dark.

How could he go to see her if that happened? Of course, he would stay as far away as possible so as not to be eaten again.

Not to mention, that is the secret he cannot tell to others the most.

It makes people laugh out loud when they say it. He is the Lord of the Temple who is so arrogant that he cannot violate the blasphemy, but he is... oppressed on the bed!

What a dark history and shame this is!

So now, he has a psychological shadow on the boxing ring.

"Oh my, I'm finally here. I've been waiting for you for a long time. Come and take you to the VIP room."

Ji Wuchen was extremely depressed, but Di Yu welcomed him happily and took him upstairs.

"I can't leave when I come. Today I will watch this friendly match with me."

"Ha, do you think I came here to watch the game? I'm here to teach you a lesson."

Ji Wuchen clenched his fists coldly, as if he was about to attack him.

He was full of murderous body and his anger was soaring, and he directly surpassed the murderous aura of the previous arena, earning everyone's sight.

I saw him approaching Di Yu with a strong palm pressing on his ear.

Dangerously narrowed his eyes, his voice was low and mellow.

"Who gives you the courage to threaten me and harass me? You can't make a fuss in the underground, and you're going to make a fuss on me? Have you thought about the consequences?"

Flower Peacock Di Yu was directly knocked by the wall.

The pictures full of love and sparks caused a noise.

Why do you feel a sense of harmony inexplicably?

Compared with the two masters, the lord of the temple is more fierce and more aggressive!

Looking at this manly desire to plunder, the girls on the field envied Di Yu so much that they screamed, hating that they were not the ones who were knocked on the wall.

What's going on?

Didn’t the Temple say that the Lord of the Temple does not like women and is also not interested in men?

Now it seems that the relationship with Di Yu is a bit unusual.

Di Yu's heart hopped on his back with a cold wall.

Looking at Ji Wuchen who was close to him, his scalp was numb and he had goose bumps all over.

"My good brother, we just met. Can you stop scaring me like this? I'm not in a good mood... I just invite you to drink and chat. As a friend, you always have a chance to reminisce about the past."

Others are crazy about flowers, and he is really afraid.

This guy's cultivation has increased significantly again, which actually makes him feel a little oppressed.

When he got angry, there was really a possibility that he would now pinch his neck bone with one palm!

This man reveals danger from his bones, soul and blood.

Under the seemingly white holiness, there is the side of Satan's demon tyrant.

How evil is this to be able to stand firmly at the peak of the dynasty!

It can be seen how extraordinary he is.

Ji Wuchen raised his hand, and just as he was about to take action, a figure passed by the crowd lightly and used the space formation to avoid Yeshui and Yeshu.

He easily came behind Ji Wuchen and hugged his waist from behind.

In an instant, the empty and cold atrium became warm.

This is her husband.

She wrapped her hands around his waist, and her hands were intertwined in front of his abdomen.

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