Bai Qifeng's eyes flashed with ridicule: "Although it is unprecedented to let a young man enter the Tiansheng Palace and become a guardian; but this young man has an ethereal physique that has never been seen before... If he could get this person, Tian
The Holy Palace will definitely be willing to open once, but I believe this is beyond doubt!"
Next door, Hai Wuya and He Zhiqiu were shocked to look at each other.
Although Bai Qifeng became arrogant, his analysis was correct at all. The two really had this idea.
Next, I could never hear the words there again. Obviously, Bai Qifeng saw that he was hopeless in provocation, so he honestly lowered his voice. After all, many of the contents in the conversation were secrets of the Fantasy House, but they could not let the three holy places be
People know that under the strong aura of Cao Guofeng, Hai Wuya and He Zhiqiu's cultivation skills are far inferior to those of Cao Guofeng, the third-level holy emperor, so they can't hear them anymore...
"The following follow-up matters are better inferred. Although Hai Wuya and He Zhiqiu agreed to Zhan Mubai on the surface, they must have reported to Tiansheng Palace immediately!" Bai Qifeng smiled and said, "Boss Cao, only three majors are there!
If there are not only these people from the Holy Land, or those from the Tiansheng Palace, then this inference is completely valid. Even if it is not ten or ten, there is still a chance of 70 or 80%."
"The result is that the masters of Tiansheng Palace took action and robbed the boy. And the greatest possibility is that two masters were dispatched at once. One left from the other, while the other took the second child of the Chen family with him.
My son led us away, and even slapped us to death at a critical moment, making our Fantasy Mansion die... Even if the seniors of the Fantasy Mansion arrive later, they can use the saying that people are dead, one push two five six.
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"It makes sense!" Cao Guofeng said: "He thought that the man's head had been slapped and could never recognize it again. Even if Zhan Mubai took the blame in the end, he would even sacrifice Zhan Mubai to calm the matter down.
As long as the child is finally left behind, it is worth it; however, the head of the Chen family accidentally recognized the true identity of the corpse with a birthmark. This matter must have disrupted their plan and revealed a loophole.
, let us speculate on the facts!”
Although he guessed the facts, his brows were frowning even tighter. If this was the case, he would be afraid that he would really not be able to get it...
"It may not be possible to rob it again!" Bai Qifeng saw Cao Guofeng's concerns and laughed: "How could our apprentice be robbed by them so easily? There may not be no way out for this matter."
"The plan will be released?" Everyone asked together.
"Our Piaomiao Huan Mansion is a whole, and there is no potential conflict of interest between each other like the three holy places. As long as we report the situation, please ask the Lord of the Mansion to mediate and take this disciple back. At that time, we will be able to do so.
Then ask the Lord of the Mansion to take this disciple to his subordinates... You also know that the Lord of the Mansion will not care about this. As long as this person is in the Illusion Mansion, he does not care about whose subordinates he is, as long as he belongs to the Illusion Mansion.
No problem, even if the master of the mansion also likes this child, it doesn’t matter if he asks that child to become one more teacher. It’s better than letting that child be covered in pearls or become an opponent…”
"It's a solution." Cao Guofeng frowned and carefully considered the feasibility of this matter.
"But in this way, conflicts will inevitably arise between the Illusion Palace and the Holy Land. But... from today on, the conflicts between the two sides have become irreconcilable. Even if they offend them once more, it will be harmless; Besides, among their predecessors,
It's easy to say. Besides, all the things that Boss Cao has done outside the Huan Mansion over the years have been borne by one. He has worked hard and made great contributions. The Lord of the Mansion should give this face, otherwise, wouldn't it be a shame to everyone's heart? Not to mention
If that child really falls into the three holy lands, he will probably become the enemy of our fantasy house while growing in the future!”
The more Cao Guofeng heard, his eyes brighter and brighter, and finally clapped his hands and said, "No, it's true! Qifeng, your head is flexible. I was almost worried about it just now..."
Bai Qifeng laughed and said, "Boss, you are also confused by the authorities like the old man. Because you care too much, you can't see through the complex relationship. But I am not like that. You all know that I have always been heartless.
Lungless..."
Everyone laughed together, and everyone felt much more relaxed in their hearts. They rekindled hope for the apprentice who took back this ethereal physique.
Everyone began to change their direction and discussed how to avoid the three holy places and report the information here to the palace master as soon as possible to finalize a series of matters one by one; the voices of the conversation naturally became smaller and smaller.
This can be truly confidential. If it is heard by outsiders, it will ruin a big deal. Although the two saints next door have gathered their strongest skills, they have even brought their five senses and spiritual senses to the extreme, they all want to
I raised my ears, but I still couldn't hear them at all, and I sighed.
Although the Seven Great Sage Emperors were working together to discuss together, Bai Qifeng had other concerns. He didn't say it clearly, but he felt very frustrated. He thought, he would lose such a rare good disciple if he said it.
Although Zhan Mubai was beaten up afterwards and vented a lot of depression, based on the current situation, Zhan Mubai was actually a victim, and the two real initiators, Hai Wuya and He Zhiqiu, were still following him.
We came to monitor, but we couldn't do anything to ourselves... What's going on? But it's so frustrating!
If you can't fight back, how can you vent your anger? If you really forcefully swallow this suffocation, wouldn't they think that the people in our Fantasy Mansion are too easy to bully?
Although Boss Cao was full of anger, he was a mature and steadfast person, and refused to rashly break up and make things go... If this continues, how can this tone come out? Bai Qifeng lowered his head with his eyes flashing, and his heart was dark.
I made up an idea. Didn’t they accept the benefits of Zhan Mubai? I will give them a bamboo basket and get nothing!
Just then, Jun Da Shao came in a secluded and obediently, as quiet as flying catkins, falling in the inn. He did not land directly on the roof, but was still a distance from the roof.
It stopped in mid-air.
These are all powerful Holy Emperors. Although they are in the invisible state of Yin and Yang Escape, if they fall directly on the roof, as long as they cause any abnormal air flow, they will be discovered. I believe in the Illusion House
Those great saints must be careful now and pay attention to any clues. If they are caught by others accidentally, it would be terrible. They would not lose any rice if they steal chickens.
It is better to avoid any possible accidents and be careful to sail the ship for thousands of years!
All precautions should be taken well. Jun Moye will not hesitate and throw out his spiritual consciousness. Yes, just throw out!
Isn’t it just thrown according to the trajectory of the spiritual consciousness?
The young master first let his spiritual consciousness rush into the sky, and then dispersed the spiritual consciousness in the air and covered it silently. When he was about to fall to the inn, countless spiritual consciousnesses had already created a huge net without friends.
The entire inn is covered with no omissions.
This is Jun Moye's unique technique. In fact, it seems that only the magical power of Creating Heaven can create such a powerful and unaware of the divine consciousness function, even the powerful Holy Emperor is no exception.
Under the silent cover of the huge spiritual network, Jun Moye instantly locked two rooms! He couldn't help but be surprised: Could so many masters of the Holy Emperor actually sleep in the big bunk bed?
After checking quietly, I realized that the people from the Fantasy Mansion were having a meeting, while the people from the Holy Land were waiting for an opportunity to eavesdrop on the next door. Seeing that both sides were the most powerful people in the world, they were so sneaky. Master Jun was just a moment
Almost dizzy.
These companies seem to have worked together sincerely for hundreds of years, and finally got the point of distrust of each other in just one move or two moves.
This reminded Jun Moye of a famous saying: There is no such thing as loyalty. The reason for loyalty is that there is not enough chips for betrayal! When facing absolute differences in interests, even if the deep friendship that has been going through hundreds of years is still to do so.
The land of collapse!
Of course, long-term disagreement between face and heart also accounts for a considerable part of the reason. Although today's events also account for a considerable relationship, in the final analysis, the mutual fear of the Holy Land and the Illusion House are the real deep factors in the breaking.
Jun Mojie's eyes rolled and he drifted silently into one of the empty rooms. As long as he was in the miraculous state of Yin and Yang escape, as long as he was a more extreme action, no one could detect it, even the powerful Holy Emperor would not.
exception!
The seven sage emperors of the Immortal Palace gathered in the middle room for a meeting, while Hai Wuya and He Zhiqiu on the holy land eavesdropped in the room on the right. In other words, on the left is the room where the rest of the Immortal Palace live.
Jun Moye counted and there were exactly six empty rooms; on the right, there were only one room that was empty.
As for all the other rooms except these nine houses, they were all irrelevant people. After a little sweeping their spiritual sense, they could tell them out.
The room that Jun Moye entered was the room of He Zhiqiu of the three supreme Jincheng.
He Zhiqiu, whose personality is quite a bit of a literary talent, often sighs: Life is a big dream, and the world is cold several times. It is sad for spring and autumn, and it has a very sentimental smell of a poet. Before he became the Holy Emperor, he used it to be'
The Supreme Qiu Sweet is the name, followed by the "Venerable Qiu Sweet"; but when it reaches the level of the Holy Emperor, it is the "Saint Emperor Zhiqiu".
How can the golden wind blow the leaves, and the autumn is everywhere in the world!
The world moves under the legs of the autumn wind, and the palms of ghosts and gods come out; the magical power of autumn is soaring in the world, and the sword of autumn roars all over the world!
Once you move, the autumn sorrow in the world is He Zhiqiu’s signature skill! The unique skill of the power of heaven and earth he has mastered is the “Sad autumn from thousands of miles”!
As soon as Jun Moye entered the room, he already knew whose room it was. Because as long as it was the room He Zhiqiu lived in, there would naturally be a sense of sadness! As long as someone entered this room,
You will feel that the world is melancholy, life is boring, and it is like a passing water flowing eastward and it is hard to return.
Jun Moye thought to himself: If this girl changed another room every day, the inns in the world would probably have to close. Who would want to stay in this room that was sad and full of sorrow as soon as she entered? Who is this?
A real weirdo!
After doing nothing, Jun Moye swept it casually and swept a long and narrow bag that He Zhiqiu placed at the head of the bed into the Hongjun Tower.
No matter what, the Holy Emperor's luggage must be of some value. Jun Dashou felt that he was sure to make a profit, although with our wealth, he didn't care about these small things at all...
But no matter what, let’s take advantage first. Isn’t it a fool to take advantage if you don’t take advantage of it?!
It seems that it is really coincidental. Just as Master Jun succeeded, a slight noise suddenly rang out; Jun Moye couldn't help but be surprised: Aren't these two guys discussing in the next room? Doesn't they need to discuss after eavesdropping? It seems that they have already
Be careful enough, was it still noticed by someone? He had to put his breath away and sneak into the corner without moving.
The window opened silently, and Jun Moye secretly said: This Saint Emperor Zhiqiu doesn't like to walk on normal roads, and even when he enters his room, he even has to go through the window. It's indeed a weird person...
Just as I was thinking, I saw a figure flashing, and there was a silent person in the room.
When Jun Moye saw it, he almost exclaimed, and saw this man silently, sneaky, looking like a thief, tall and clear-headed, but he was Bai Qifeng, the Holy Emperor of the Fantasy Palace!
Bai Qifeng's personality is the most vengeful person! Although he beat Zhan Mubai up by chance today, he was far from angry, and then he was monitored by the two sage emperors... Although they may not be here to monitor, after all, there is no
It is clear that Bai Qifeng understands this, especially Bai Shenghuang also believes that today's embarrassing situation was at the mercy of these two guys.
So, the White Holy Emperor wanted to give them some colors.
Before the meeting ended, Bai Qifeng found an excuse to sneak out. Qing Zhihai Wuya and He Zhiqiu were both eavesdropping next door. Bai Qifeng naturally had to come to a place where no one was. His goal was that Jun Dashou had already earned Hong
Junta’s things: He Zhiqiu’s luggage!
The room was not very big in total. I had already looked around with my eyes, but I didn't find what I was looking for at all. Bai Shenghuang was a little angry and murmured to himself: Damn, can you go to the next door?
Is it possible to eavesdrop on and bring my luggage? He Zhiqiu is too careful, right? Or maybe he didn't bring his luggage with him at all and stayed at the Chen family?
After murmuring for a few words, the White Holy Emperor hummed, but floated out silently.
Jun Moye breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to move, but a figure flashed and Bai Qifeng came back. He looked proud and held a large pot of leftover vegetables in his hand, including chicken heads, fish bones and vegetable leaves.
He opened the quilt and fell into it all at once, and said proudly: "I'll let you fucking cold autumn!"