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The bell rang, making everyone a little confused for a while, and some people didn't even know that there would be such a bell in the ink pavilion, but when the bell rang, everyone put down the work at hand.

The hall of the ink pavilion is actually the hall of martial arts, and the hall can accommodate all the people in the ink pavilion, once something happens, all the people will gather in the hall, this time, it is the same.

At this time, the ink stained dust also appeared in the hall, his face was serious and cold, and the eyes that looked at everyone were also scrutinized.

Although Mo Zhanchen has always taken the cold route, when facing the people of the Ink Pavilion, his momentum will not be fierce, but now, when everyone looks at Mo Zhanchen, they find that Mo Zhanchen's eyes are also cold, and they will have a feeling of being deep in the ice and snow when they gaze at Mo Zhanchen.

What's going on?

As soon as the pavilion master came back, he faced each other coldly, could it be that they had done something wrong?

They thought that they had kept to themselves during this time, and they had not smeared the Ink Pavilion, nor had they done anything to be sorry for the Ink Pavilion, why did the Ink Stain Dust look like this?

In the end, what went wrong in that link?

Zi Tian was not by the side of Mo Zhanchen, she stayed in the Treasure Pavilion, although the soul jade was lost, but the Treasure Pavilion in the Ink Pavilion was still quite interesting, and besides, she didn't want to participate in the affairs of the Ink Pavilion.

"Are you all there?" The voice of the ink stained dust carried an icy coldness, an aura released from the Nine Hells.

"Back to the Pavilion Master, there are still a few who haven't arrived!" The person who spoke was Mo Zhanchen's deputy, if it was a normal time, perhaps, he would have said a few more words, but realizing that this time there might be some big changes, he still answered Mo Chenchen's words honestly.

"Who else?" These three words, Mo Zhanchen came out between his teeth, under normal circumstances, he would never care about these people, but thinking of the traitor in the ink pavilion, the coldness in his eyes became more and more cold.

"It's all unimportant people!" The deputy didn't know why Mo Zhanchen was so serious this time, but he still chose a compromise statement, and as soon as he said this, it suddenly made the chill around Mo Zhanchen even heavier.

Mo Zhanchen's eyes without cold looked straight at the deputy, and this look almost scared the deputy's life.

"Pavilion... Lord..."The deputy's upper and lower teeth chattered, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

It's scary!

"Let them drop everything they have and come to the hall!" The sound of ink staining dust is like a cold winter wax moon, freezing people's upper and lower teeth trembling.

What's going on?

made the ink dust so ruthless, even the deputy felt that the ink dust at this time was not like the ink dust they knew, and he could no longer feel a trace of human affection on his body, and the current ink dust was like an ice sculpture, releasing cold air all the time.

Among so many people, he is relatively close to Ink Dust, but now, he can't feel that warmth on Ink Dust.

The deputy took the order and left, but this time, he never came back, and after waiting for a long time, he didn't wait for the deputy to come back, and the sun was twilight, and the night covered the earth, and everyone stayed in the hall for a day, a whole day.

A whole day, but I can't wait for the deputies and those who are absent to come back!