Experiences in the main hall.

Narrowly escaped death.

In the final analysis, Qin Fan cannot be said to be a disaster.

Because he didn't want to come, after all, through the nature of the matter, he undoubtedly saw the result a long time ago.

But because of Xuankong's pleading, it was really difficult for him to refuse in this matter.

However, it is said that it is a disaster, but Qin Fan also made a certain mistake in prediction.

That is, he never expected that the Heavenly Saint Ancestor would burst out with such emotions.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have opened up the conversation in this way.

The base camp of the clan.

Bamboo Building.

Xuankong didn't dare to tell Xuanming Xuanjin Xuanya about the defection of the Holy Release.

Instead, he paced anxiously while making a pilgrimage to the Holy Buddha.

However, there were few surprises in the results.

Doomed to be in vain.

Shakti blocked all his transmissions.

"Xiao Fan!"

After another failed transmission.

Xuankong saw Qin Fan who came back.

My heart trembled at the end of the cry.

Coming back so soon, does it mean that things are not as rosy as he expected?

"What's wrong?"

Although he knew that there was little hope, Xuankong still asked anxiously.

"Your Excellency, because of your request, I almost confessed myself to the main hall!" Qin Fan swallowed his throat and looked directly at Xuankong Dao.

"What, what's going on?" Xuankong was stunned.

"Ancestor almost wiped me out!, just a little, almost a little bit, I almost had to be wiped out in the Heavenly Saint Palace!" Qin Fan said in a deep voice.

"This"

Xuankong shuddered.

He thought about the worst outcome, that is, the ancestor refused to give him a chance, and even the ancestor would be angry because of it.

But he never thought that the ancestor would attack Qin Fan.

But what Qin Fan said at this time, how could he lie to him?

"Your Excellency, after I said that to the Ancestor, the Ancestor's anger instantly soared to the extreme! At that time, I had been pinched in the air by the Ancestor, if the Ancestor's anger was half a point stronger, I am afraid that I will always explain there!" Qin Fan said.

Without waiting for Xuankong to speak, he continued, "The Ancestor asked me to come back and tell you that there are still three hours! After three hours, if you can't persuade the Lord of the Holy Liberation Mansion to return, the Holy Liberation Divine Mansion will be reshuffled and reorganized! All its disciples will be imprisoned until they pass the test! According to the Ancestor's tone, it will be a test of loyalty at that time, if you don't pass the test, I'm afraid it will be"

Qin Fan didn't say any more.

But the meaning is so obvious that it couldn't be more obvious.

Xuankong is not so inaudible.

Really.

With Qin Fan's words falling.

Click.

Xuankong's face was pale and he collapsed.

"Three hours, three hours, how is it possible! Three hours!"

"Your Excellency hasn't taken care of my transmission until now, and he hasn't taken care of it yet!"

"He is iron-hearted, he has completely given up on the Divine Mansion, and completely abandoned all the disciples under the Divine Mansion!"

"It's gone, the Divine Mansion is definitely gone, it's suffering, all the disciples have to suffer!"

"They all have to suffer the unjustified disaster for his escape!"

"It's gone, it's all gone, it's all gone!"

It's like a nervous disorder.

Xuankong cried to himself.

The pinnacle of the gods is the great perfection.

The most beloved disciple of the mid-stage saint of the gods.

Master of the Void Warband.

Crying

Crying in despair.

It's been since the last time he cried, and Xuankong can't remember how many thousands of years ago.

But at this moment, under the invasion of despair, under the confusion and panic of helplessness, he could not suppress his tear ducts!

As the leader of the clan, he has to be responsible for the thousands of disciples of the clan.

But right now, what responsibility can he bear? He can't bear any responsibility!

And he had to pay the price for the escape of the Holy Buddha with a group of disciples!

The feeling of powerlessness instantly exhausted him

It's like a child, and it's out of shape!

Look at Xuankong's appearance.

No matter what Qin Fan said, he couldn't bear it.

Gritted his teeth and squatted down.

He never knew how to comfort him, and he didn't try to comfort others, so he patted Xuankong's arm lightly and said.

"Your Excellency, don't worry, there is still a chance, there is still a chance! The time given by the ancestor is three hours, as long as the hour is not over, we will all have a chance!"

It doesn't make any sense at all.

If there was a real chance, Xuankong would not collapse on the ground and cry.

When the matter came to this, in the context of the Holy Buddha's blocking of his transmission, it was enough to show that the Holy Buddha was completely iron-hearted.

Defect with an iron heart!

Give up on them with an iron heart!

I am determined not to care about the lives and deaths of the disciples of the Divine Mansion!

In this case, let alone three hours.

Thirty hours, three hundred hours can't be changed!

Originally, Xuankong still fantasized that the ancestor could be magnanimous, and there was no need for the disciples of the Holy Liberation Divine Mansion to pay for the escape of the master of the Holy Liberation.

But Qin Fan's words when he came back undoubtedly shattered his so-called fantasy!

Moreover, although he couldn't contact the Holy Buddha before, the Holy Buddha didn't block the transmission after all, and just decisively refused.

But now, it's directly blocked!

For Xuankong, who was already exhausted to despair at this moment, it became a house leak and it rained overnight

"There's no hope, there's no chance, it's gone, it's gone!"

Xuankong shook his head, completely unimpressed by Qin Fan's youthful comfort.

"Your Excellency, why do you bother? Even if there is really no hope and no chance, can you change anything like this? Is it a blessing or a curse, let's just wait, and admit any result!"

Slowly holding back such a sentence from his clenched teeth, Qin Fan patted Xuankong's shoulder again.

"I'm not afraid that I'll be implicated, I don't care what the outcome is, but I'm sorry for the other disciples, I'm sorry for them! They still don't know anything, so they have to be dragged into this quagmire! If something happens that I can't pass the test and be judged, how should I face them? How should I face their voices in the past! Blame me, blame me, blame me, it's me, the culprit of all this is me, it's me! I hurt them, it's me who hurt the Venerable, it's me who hurt the whole Divine Mansion! ”

"If it weren't for me, none of this would have happened, nothing would have happened! I'm sorry for those disciples, I'm sorry for the Venerable Mansion Master, I'm sorry for the entire Holy Liberation Divine Mansion!"

Xuankong shook his head violently, screaming hysterically.

As he spoke, he slapped himself in the face.

The crisp crackling sound accompanied by the hysterical cry instantly made the bamboo building seem to fall into endless sorrow.

Qin Fan didn't stop Xuankong's self-slapping behavior.

Instead, the body was faintly shaking under the words of Xuankong!

Xuankong's words, why can't he hear the meaning of the words?

Xuankong was regretting bringing himself into the Heavenly Holy Gate.

The source of everything is him Qin Fan!

If it weren't for him Qin Fan's fuse, then everything wouldn't have happened, nothing would have happened!

Xuankong clearly meant this, but he didn't choose to blame Qin Fan, but took everything on himself!

"Your Excellency, I'm sorry!"

The voice is a little hoarse.

Qin Fan didn't know how he could say such a few words.