Chapter 1485: Lord of Lingyao Hall (4)
Jun Wuxie understands the principle of keeping a low profile and biding one's time, and she also understands bearing humiliation, but if one day, she falls to such a point that she can only be bullied by the soldiers of the Ruilin Army outside, then even if she sacrifices her own life, she It will also let those people know that Ruilin Army is not easy to provoke.
Even if the body is broken to pieces, the other party's bones must be removed!
The sharpness in Jun Wuxie's eyes did not seem to be a joke or falsehood, the Master of Lingyao Hall was forced by her so hard, his steps were a little stiff.
"I have already told them that the Lingyao Palace is different now. They can leave at any time. I will not hold anyone accountable. They don't need to say that they are the disciples of the Lingyao Palace." The master of the Lingyao Palace stepped back. After taking two steps, she suddenly turned around, as if she didn't want to look at Jun Wuxie's piercing eyes.
"They didn't leave." Jun Wuxie mercilessly pointed out the perfunctory words of the master of Lingyao Hall.
The master of Lingyao Hall walked to the soft couch and sat down a little irritably, his peach blossom eyes were covered by depression, "Little ghost, what are you here for?"
"As I said, cooperate." Jun Wuxie said patiently.
The master of Lingyao Hall once again sized up the young man who spoke surprisingly, and frowned slightly.
"I haven't walked around in the Middle Three Realms for a long time, and I can't remember the outside things clearly. I think your bones are only fifteen or sixteen years old. How did you get the purple spirit in your body? Really, this millennium has passed , can a boy as old as you break through Ziling?"
Jun Wuyao looked at the master of Lingyao Hall, and calculated the bargaining chip in her hand. Finally, she sat down at the low table beside her, picked up a glass of wine, and poured herself a drink.
"I come from the lower three realms."
"What?" The master of Lingyao Hall was stunned for an instant.
Lower Three Realms?
"It's unbelievable?" Jun Wuxie took a sip of the wine, raised her eyebrows and looked at the master of Lingyao Hall, "If the hands of the Twelfth Hall were not stretched too far, disturbing my life, you really thought I would come here Are you looking for trouble in the Three Realms?"
The Master of Lingyao Hall looked at Jun Wuxie, and the expression in his eyes changed subtly.
This kid is brave enough, but his temper is very calm, which suits his appetite.
"It seems that the little brother is also a person with a story." The master of Lingyao Hall hooked one hand, and the jug on the table beside him moved to his hand in an instant, and Jun Wuxie secretly saw it in his eyes.
She still doesn't know the ability to extract things from a distance, only Jun Wuyao has used it.
The strength of the master of the Lingyao Hall is really extraordinary, but there is one thing that Jun Wuxie always finds a little strange, the master of the Lingyao Hall is so powerful, why was he unable to suppress the internal strife in the hall back then? The entire Lingyao Palace collapsed and fell into this kind of land.
The two have their own concerns and reservations.
"Little brother went to the Three Realms of Middle School this time and found my Lingyao Palace. I'm afraid I would rather be broken than broken, but there is one thing, what do you use to talk about cooperation with me? Your strength is not bad, but you still have a lot of money. It's not as good as me, if I just ask for your help, why do I need your help?" The master of Lingyao Hall appreciates Jun Wuxie, but it doesn't mean that he is willing to use the entire Lingyao Hall to bet with Jun Wuxie.
They have endured countless humiliations for thousands of years. If there is no sufficient reason, why would he go to the Twelve Palace to fight for a kid from the lower three realms?
Jun Wuxie looked at the master of Lingyao Hall, and said with a straight expression:
"I can make you the only master of the Twelve Halls."