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Chapter 1689: Escape into the empty door

Cheating is a despicable thing.

But Leng Han's approach not only did not cause dissatisfaction among the people around him, but even Song He, the person involved, was not surprised.

"When did it happen?" Songhe spoke lightly.

"While you are thinking and competing with Wutian." Leng Han replied with a smile.

"This piece is not conspicuous. It can be said that before you really use a killing move, or before you cheat, his role is optional."

Songhe stretched out his hand and gently touched the crushed powder.

"It is precisely because he is inconspicuous, not noticed by you, and you think it is optional. That's why I have the opportunity to take advantage of it." Leng Han lifted the chessboard and all the chess pieces scattered on the ground.

"You lost. Even if I cheat."

After he said that, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Can Mr. Leng tell me who this white chess piece is?" Song He knew it clearly.

Success or failure does not depend on the general direction.

It is very likely that some inconspicuous little person can determine the direction of history.

Leng Han cheats on chess, not to win.

Instead, I wanted to tell him that the world has changed.

All the famous masters around them listened attentively.

"Dean Feng Xingluo, Hanhai Book Garden, promise to help me." Leng Han stood up, and the servant immediately handed over his shirt.

After putting on his clothes and tidying up his face in the mirror, he continued to speak: "There are their people in the place where Wanshan League treasures the classics. And this person will be the chess piece that will decide to go. It is about to turn white, black pieces..."

"Brother Leng is so wise!" Songhe also stood up and nodded.

He stopped refuting it and decided to continue following Leng Han's wishes.

"Let's go out and take a look. Let me see what the elite disciples under the master's sect are like!" Leng Han stretched out his hand and was the first to go out.

The advanced conference room is at the highest point of the Dark Moon Pavilion.

Parallel to it is Leng Han’s current residence.

Take a platform.

Standing in front of the high-end conference room, you can enjoy the beautiful scenery of Kunlun and see the bustling and endless guests below.

"This prosperous era!"

Leng Han opened his hands and closed his eyes. "Let me wait, open it!"

"I hope Mr. Leng will follow his leader!"

Everyone agreed.

They are a community of interests.

From the moment they arrived at Kunlun Mountain, they stood opposite Zuoqiu Mountain.

All prosper.

One loss will be damaged.

"Master, someone is asking for a visit below."

While the group was looking down, a servant from the Leng family suddenly came over and muttered in a low voice.

After the servant finished speaking, he glanced at Songhe: "It's a disciple of Master Song."

"Oh? My disciple?" Song He raised his eyebrows and shook his head and said, "I have spoiled it, there is no rule!"

"Mr. Songhe's words are obvious. I heard that although you have broken the head of Shushan, all the disciples you brought are powerful and extraordinary!" Leng Han waved his hand and said, "Please come up!"

Not long.

A group of young people walked up the steps and came to the door of the senior conference room.

"Master, Mr. Leng!" The young man led was full of energy, wearing a black robe, with arrogance between his eyebrows!

"My disciple, Zhao Qingfeng!" Songhe nodded with satisfaction after seeing Zhao Qingfeng and introduced: "This guy can rank among the top three in my talent in Shushan! I think he can win the first place in this competition held by Brother Leng."

If someone else says this, it will definitely be ridiculed.

After all, there are many strong people, who dares to be so sure?

But pine and crane are different!

The leader of Shushan died, and it did not collapse, nor even hurt the root of it!

Because the pine and crane are here!

He is not dead.

Shushan is still a top sect!

The disciples who are so valued by Songhe are naturally extraordinary. The masters present couldn't help but look at them.

"Qingfeng, you are not a person who is ungrateful. Why do you come here in such a panic?" Songhe began to ask after introducing it.

"Mr. Leng!" Zhao Qingfeng did not directly answer Song He's words, but looked at Leng Han: "You are offending me and ask boldly."

"But it's okay!" Leng Han pointed at Zhao Qingfeng and nodded with satisfaction.

This son has the appearance of great way.

In time, you will definitely become a great person!

Moreover, it will definitely be a big shot who turns his hands into clouds and turns into rain!

After receiving permission, Zhao Qingfeng nodded and asked slowly: "Whether the Leng family has any words in this Kunlun Festival? Whoever can win the top position of the younger generation can marry the Leng family."

After saying this, the young disciples behind him were full of anger!

Heart-warming anger!

"Yes, this is the case. But I have to say first. If I want to marry, I have to wait until three years later. After all, my Leng family's great cause has just begun. However, in these three years, the winner can enjoy the treatment of my Leng family's son-in-law." Leng Han nodded.

Three years.

Three years later, he will unify the world!

The so-called promise is nothing more than using these people to work hard for themselves!

Leng Yuexin and Leng Yueshuang are the big and small Qiao in the world, how could they give it to others easily?

He himself was waiting for Emperor Lin to return after seeking medicine.

When a person reaches this point, he has no family affection or human relations.

What remains is desire.

"Okay! Since Mr. Leng said that, I'll ask!" Zhao Qingfeng clasped his fists with his hands, with anger in his eyes: "Why did the Leng family indulge Miss Leng to have an affair with other men!"

"Bastard!" Songhe cursed angrily and scolded: "Apologize to Mr. Leng immediately! I brought you here, it's not that you are so disrespectful to you, and that you are embarrassing me! Kneel down!"

Who is Leng Han?

The Undead!

If you offend Leng Han, you may be ruined by Zhao Qingfeng's future.

He is doing this to protect his apprentice!

"Master, I saw it with my own eyes!" Zhao Qingfeng not only did not apologize, but turned around and pointed at the group of equally young disciples: "They are not my Shushan disciples, but they all came to Kunlun Mountain from thousands of miles away because of Mr. Leng's words of choosing a son-in-law! But just now! We saw it with our own eyes! Miss Leng and a young man kissed passionately in the street! Then, it turned out..."

Zhao Qingfeng's body was trembling and his eyes were blood red!

"What happened!" Leng Han's aura suddenly dissipated!

anger!

kill!

In an instant!

The young disciple felt difficulty breathing.

"Old Leng!" Song He shook his sleeves, shattering his aura.

Only these disciples feel better.

"I actually went to check in!"

After a young disciple finished speaking, he couldn't help crying.

"I'll see it with my own eyes! Mr. Leng, you must give me an explanation!"

"That's right, my heart is broken."

"I've all escaped into the monk!"

Bang!

The monk Wutian in white walked out and slapped the little monk in the head: "Little bald donkey, you are a monk, why are you coaxing me?"

"Master, that Miss Leng is so beautiful..." The little monk touched his head, as if he was afraid of being beaten again, so he simply ran away.

"hiss!"

Leng Han took a deep breath.

It seems that so many people have witnessed it.

"Kill those who break the rules of my Leng family!" He spoke coldly and said in a deep voice: "The law enforcement team, immediately follow these teenagers and send the man's head here!"

Leng Yuexin and Leng Yueshuang are his people!

The mover dies.
Chapter completed!
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