550 Are You Sick in the Brain?
Looking at the broken jade in her hand, which seemed to be very excited, she was a little stunned for a while.
I saw the blue light of broken jade, like the blue water surface, rippling round after circle.
She pondered for a moment, blessed her soul, and blurted out, "Could it be that it can feel the remaining broken jade?" Even if this guess was not confirmed, Ye Qingchen couldn't help but be excited.
If that's the case, does that mean that the remaining broken jade is nearby?
She jerked her head back towards the door of the side hall, but no one approached.
Ye Qingyu hurriedly turned her head away from the wall at the same time that Ye Qingchen turned to look over, hid behind the wall, adjusted her breathing, and then she took her breath and left quietly.
Hu Chan was once again turned away by the Western Suburbs Courtyard.
"Brother Hu, you are really persistent. Since my lord said that he would not see you, he would never see you. You, it's better to die of this heart!" "The wind stood at the door, smiling evilly, and his tone was three points mocking and seven points cold.
Not to mention Hu Chan's identity, he is not qualified to meet his lord. Besides, at the reception banquet that day, Hu Chan's attitude towards their wives was not very good.
In their big world, the largest western suburbs of the lady, where are the people who offend the lady, who are still qualified to step into the western suburbs courtyard for half a step?
Hu Chan's eyes flashed, "Wind Palace Master, let's think about my proposal again." As long as I sit on the position of the Great Sect Master of the Jade Autumn Sect, then our Jade Autumn Sect and the Xuantian Palace will join forces, who else will be our opponent in the Holy Land?"
The smile on Stygian's face was even cooler, "Hu Chan, I don't think you still recognize your position." Just like you, a small sect master of the Jade Autumn Sect, you still want to join forces with our Xuantian Palace? The seven little sect masters of the Jade Autumn Sect, you are the ugliest, the least talented, and the worst brain, whoever I choose to join forces, I will not choose you!"
Hu Chan: "..."
He wanted to say, you bastard, you didn't say that at the Wind Reception Banquet that day!
At the reception banquet, he praised him Hu Chan as the most amazing and brilliant among the Seven Little Sect Masters!
Besides, teaming up for this kind of thing, what do you look like?
The wind glanced at him, as if he saw his heart, and said casually, "Working with good-looking people, physical and mental pleasure, and not good-looking people, trouble! It's a long life!"
Hu Chan: "......"
Heart-piercing!
"Besides, with the power of our lord, wouldn't it be a matter of minutes to want to dominate the Holy Land?
Hu Chan: "..."
Is it his fault that he is ugly?
As for the three slaughters and two slaughters, and then the whipping of the corpse?
The gate of the western suburbs courtyard was ruthlessly closed, leaving Hu Chan alone outside the gate, twitching the corners of his mouth, messy in the wind.
"The position of the great sect master of the Jade Autumn Sect is nothing!" On the way back, a rough voice like sand, with a bit of mystery, drifted into Hu Chan's ears.
"What person?" Hu Chan tensed all over, as if facing a great enemy.
In front of him, a burst of black mist drifted down, and a thin figure wrapped in a pitch-black cloak slowly appeared.
Like a piece of wood wrapped in a black cloth.
This was the first thought that popped into Hu Chan's mind.
Hu Chan squinted his eyes and looked at the black-clothed man in front of him, his eyes were vigilant, but he found that he was not only wrapped in airtight, but also covered with black fog, making it impossible to see his appearance at all.
"You don't care who I am, you just need to know that I can help you become the Great Sect Master of the Jade Autumn Sect, or even the Supreme of the Holy Land!"
Holy Land Supreme?
Hu Chan glared, and then scolded, "You have a sick brain?"