Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor

The woman immediately took it and checked the records.

After a while, his face was replaced by shock.

Looking at Xia Qingchen, as if looking at monsters.

It took a long time for her to recover and get the ink pad and paper: "Compare your mark."

Xia Qingchen's thumb pressed the ink pad, and then left his mark on the paper.

The contrast between the crystal ball and the marks on the paper by the woman shows that the beauty changes one after another.

There was something difficult between her looks.

"Brother, please wait a moment, I'll ask Dian Lao." The woman's eyes flashed.

The hall is always the real person in charge of the comprehensive hall.

It is an important matter of heavenly fire, and it really needs to consult the old man.

But, is this woman's expression too weird?

Soon, she came back breathlessly and said, "Brother, Senior Master, please invite you to enter."

Xia Qingchen thought about it, he did not want to openly exchange for Skyfire, which attracted attention.

"Okay, lead the way!"

After a moment.

The backyard of the integrated hall is in an elegant courtyard.

An old man with gray hair but a beautiful face like a middle-aged man is playing chess alone in the garden.

He holds a chess piece in each of his left and right hands, playing one heart and two hands, playing against himself.

The woman led Xia Qingchen to stand ten feet away, respectfully said: "Dao Lao, Xia Qingchen brought."

The old man didn't look back and continued to play chess, saying: "Your name is Xia Qingchen, a new disciple who has just arrived?"

"Yes." Xia Qingchen said.

His eyes looked around.

Why not see Skyfire?

"You are in the world and you deserve Skyfire, but before that, I hope you can meet someone."

Not waiting for Xia Qingchen to agree or not, he continued: "After you talk properly, come to the old man to receive the Skyfire reward."

"Xiao'er, take him over," the old man said.

From beginning to end, he did not have the intention to ask Xia Qingchen.

The muzzle and will are all intolerant attitudes.

Xia Qingchen gave the old man a deep look and followed the woman to a partial hall.

In the hall, a young man drinking tea sat down in all directions.

Around twenty years old, wearing a fiery red robe.

A volcano mark was embroidered on the chest.

This is the identity of the disciples of Huo Ling Pavilion.

When I noticed that someone came in, I laughed a little: "Brother Xia, right, I want to ask you to do me a favor."

The mouth said please help, but his people sat firmly in the chair.

Nothing even got up and greeted.

Not to mention hello?

"I don't want to help!" Xia Qingchen said lightly.

Even the gesture of asking for help, do you want him to help?

There is no need to talk!

The latter was not angry and calmly smiled: "Introduce yourself first, Huo Lingge disciple, Yan Feiqing!"

Since the newspaper door, he looked more calm.

It is as if the three characters of Huo Ling Pavilion have deposited their identities extremely high.

"Me, I want to discuss something with Brother Xia." Yan Feiqing smiled slightly: "You give me Skyfire, and I will help you refine a nirvana when I have time."

Still have time to refine?

Listening to him, it seems that Xia Qingchen has taken advantage of how cheap!

"If you don't have any opinion, just take Tianhuo from Dianlao and give it to me..." He said to himself.

Just like Xia Qingchen has promised.

Until he was interrupted by Xia Qingchen's expressionless expression.

"If you are not deaf, I have already said that I don't want to help!" Xia Qingchen said coldly.

Not to mention, he needs Skyfire himself, it is impossible to give it to others.

Even if it can be done, why should it be given to Yan Feiqing?

Give it to him, it's like Xia Qingchen begging for it!

He hasn't been so cheap, begging for help!

Yan Feiqing finally changed his color, forced himself to calm down, and kept restrained: "You may not have heard clearly, I am Huolinge......"

"No matter what you are, if you want Tianhuo, go through the tens of thousands of fire veins yourself!" Xia Qingchen said coldly.

I don't have the ability to dare to suffer that.

But here, relying on identity, I feel comfortable asking for things from others.

In this case, the other is to let others take advantage of it.

Xia Qingchen is not a mud-boggled bodhisattva, and he doesn't eat this groan.

Yan Feiqing's face was green, and he patted the teacup on the ground.

Others finally stood up.

"I don't know what to lift! How do you talk to the spiritual master?" Yan Feiqing deliberately highlighted the logo of the Huo Ling Pavilion on his chest.

Xia Qingchen's eyes were dull: "Who wants to talk to you? Don't be emotional!"

It wasn't the old man who forced the order, he would come to discuss with this person.

"It's still that sentence, and I want Tianhuo to fight for it myself, so I shouldn't shake my identity here!" Xia Qingchen finished and left on the spot.

Leave Yan Feiqing furious in the side hall!

The spiritual master of the Huo Ling Pavilion is the most noble existence in the Holy Land.

Even if the cultivation is much higher than that of your brothers and sisters, you must be extra polite.

He has become accustomed to such a high position and feels comfortable enjoying others' gestures.

Unexpectedly, Xia Qingchen didn't give face at all.

"Damn things, if I were not in a hurry to go to Fengming Valley, I would definitely kill you!" Yan Feiqing looked at the time, dared not to stay, and walked away quickly.

Xia Qingchen returned to the garden.

Dian Lao is still playing chess without hesitation: "How is the result of the negotiation?"

Xia Qingchen stared at his back, and said lightly: "Please also invite the elder Dian to respect himself and do less things that do not match his identity."

This matter clearly shows that the old man in order to take care of Yan Feiqing, gave them the opportunity to discuss.

Otherwise, there is no such thing.

Snapped--

The old chess piece of the temple suddenly fell and pressed against the chessboard, making a clear sound.

He stood up slowly and left without looking back.

"Take him out to wait." Dian Lao said lightly.

No anger could be heard in the voice.

After all, he is a tall old man, Xia Qingchen is just a newcomer.

Compared with the former, the latter is just an ant.

Who cares what ants accuse of themselves?

Xiaoer put out her tongue and led Xia Qingchen out of the backyard to the atrium.

She felt a trace of sympathy for Xia Qingchen and said, "Hey, brother, in the Holy Land, learn to be patient, there will be more such things in the future."

In fact, similar things will happen everywhere.

As she said, she said goodbye: "You are waiting here, the brother will send you Skyfire."

Soon, a young man came holding a wooden brocade box.

The person who came was not someone else, it was actually Wu Jinlong!

He hurried to the middle courtyard, looked around, and found Xia Qingchen here.

He couldn't help but whispered, "Brother Xia? Why are you here?"

Xia Qingchen also froze: "Are you a member of the General Hall?"

Wu Jinlong laughed at himself: "How can I qualify? But I took on a task of temporarily serving in the General Hall."

The disciples of the Holy Land must complete a task every month.

If it is not completed, it will be forced to delegate the task.

It turns out so.

Xia Qingchen nodded suddenly.

Wu Jinlong looked at Xia Qingchen and showed a trace of apology, saying: "I was a little bit irritated. If there was any offense, Brother said I'm sorry."

Xia Qingchen waved his hand: "You are good for me, I understand."

Only then did Wu Jinlong smile.

"Let's talk again when you're free. I'm going to send Skyfire to a strongman who is on the horizon. Wait a minute!"

He looked around, his eyes full of curiosity and awe.

Since the past, those who have been able to visit the world are all sacred people in the Holy Land.

This time, I really don't know which ruthless person.