LittleNovelChapter 4672
Seeing David raise his palm, the servant of Yan Mansion was terrified. After all, he had just seen with his own
eyes that David, a second-grade Mahayana realm, directly killed the peak of the ninth-grade Mahayana realm
and Qiu Wanging, an eighth-grade Mahayana realm!
“I say, | say...”
“General Yan senthere to see what happened in Xing Mansion and Qiu Mansion, and then go back to report.”
The servant of Yan Mansion hurriedly said!
“What does Yan Shuangying want to do? Does he want to benefit from the quarrel between the snipe and the
clam? Letfight with Qiu Wanqing to the death, and he will sit back and enjoy the fruits of his labor?”
Xing Daorong asked.
“General Xing, | don’t know. I'm just a servant, just following orders. General Yan can’t tellwhat his intentions
are."The
servant of Yan Mansion hurriedly explained!
Seeing this, David waved his hand and said, “Go back and tell General Yan what you saw. If he is also interested
in the fairy stone vein, he can cand rob it!”
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After David finished speaking, Xing Daorong released the servant of Yan Mansion!
Now, Xing Daorong has completely obeyed David's arrangement!
At the stin the Ten Palaces!
The Lord of the Ten Palaces is frowning, worrying about resources. As the strength of the monks in the Ten
Palaces becomes stronger and stronger, the resources that need to be consumed are also huge!
The resources that the Demon Sealing League has plundered in the Heavenly Realm alone can no longer support
the consumption of the entire Ten Palaces!
This is why the Lord of the Ten Palaces asked Luo Ta to do business with the Beast City.
If you want to ascend to immortality, you must have enough resources. Without resources, everything is in vain!
“Palace Master, Palace Master, it's not good. Luo Gongsheng’s soul lamp is extinguished...”
At this time, a member of the Ten Palaces ran over in a hurry!
“What?” The Lord of the Ten Palaces was stunned, and then ran out quickly!
When he cto the secret room of the Ten Palaces, he found that Narota’s soul lamp was indeed extinguished!
There are hundreds of lamps burning here, all of which are the soul lamps of the members of the Ten Palaces,
and even the soul lamp of the Ten Palace Master himself is here!
As long as someone dies, the soul lamp here will go out!
If the physical body is destroyed and the residual soul is still retained, the brightness of the soul lamp will fade,
but as long as the physical body is reshaped, it can still be restored!
“What is going on? How could Rota die?”
The Ten Palace Master asked in disbelief!
“Palace Master, Narota has been trading with Beast City for many years, and this has never happened. How
could he die suddenly?” “
And | heard Narota say that the overall strength of Beast City is not very strong, and it is estimated that no one
is his opponent, but the current situation is indeed very strange.”
The Ten Palace member whispered!
“It’s really weird.” The Tenth Palace Master nodded: “Don’t tell anyone about this first, I'll go find Old Qian to find
out what's going on!”
After the Tenth Palace Master finished speaking, he left the secret room and walked towards the back of the
Tenth Palace’s main hall!
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Passing through the main hall, there is a forest behind, with birds singing and flowers blooming, and several
thatched houses!
Compared with the magnificent main hall in front, this thatched house is simply out of place!
And in front of the thatched house sat a man, an old man sitting on an old rattan chair, with a head of silver hair
meticulously combed, each strand as bright as silver thread, glowing with a cold luster in the sunlight.
His face was thin, and the wrinkles carved by the years were like winding lines on an ancient map, hiding endless
stories.
His eyes were sunken, but his eyes were like a deep pool, deep and quiet. The occasional flash of his eyes was as
sharp as an eagle, as if he could see through all appearances. He
was wearing a long gown that was washed a little white but neat, the corners of his clothes swaying gently in the
breeze, and a dark cloth belt was tied around his waist with a warm and simple jade pendant hanging on it. With
his movements, there was a faint crisp sound of collision.
He held a bamboo folding fan, with ink landscapes painted on the fan. The brushstrokes were simple but
profound. Occasionally, he gently waved it, bringing out a breeze, adding a bit of mysterious temperament.
The most important thing was that in front of this old man, on a table made of rattan, there was a bamboo tube,
and under the bamboo tube, several rusty copper coins were arranged in the shape of a seven-star formation!
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