Eight hundred and eighty-ninth chapter chat
"That should be Zhao Ziyun." After scanning the circle, Ye Chen's eyes finally set on a small altar in the corner, with a young man about ten years old locked on it.
The little guy had a pretty face, like a little scholar, whose blood power even Ye Chen couldn't help but sigh.
Perhaps because he was just arrested, his condition was not very bad. As for those who were arrested before him, their bloodlines had been removed for a long time, and most of them were already as thin as a child at this moment.
"This little thing has a weak cultivation level, slow down and don't kill it." An old man in purple robe pointed at Zhao Ziyun.
"Don't worry, Master Ge, I'm responsible."
"It's a turbulent time now, so I'll be more energetic."
"Gei Master, the major forces in Northern Chu really surrounded my Bloodthirsty Hall headquarters?" A young man in blood looked at the old man in purple robe tentatively.
"This is indeed the case."
"Then...why is that!" It was the young man in blood again, looking at the old man in purple robe with confusion.
"It was someone who planned to plot against me in the Bloodthirsty Hall." The old man in purple robe found a cloud platform and sat down cross-legged.
Now, the powerful men from the Bloodthirsty Palace in the underground palace rushed over, and their eyes were all on the old man in purple without exception.
They are responsible for guarding the Yanluo Mountain Underground Palace. For the sake of safety here, they are forbidden to go out on weekdays. It is precisely because of this that they basically know nothing about what happened outside.
Nowadays, some people are willing to talk about things outside, and they are happy to listen. There is no way, this is all caused by being held back.
Seeing a large area standing under the cloud platform, and two of them stared at them with round eyes, the most important thing was that they were pairs of awe-inspiring eyes, which made the old man in purple robe a little fluttered.
"Everything is because something happened to Yan Zun." In the eyes of everyone, the old man in purple robe spoke.
"Yan...Yan Zun?" There was an uproar below, and there was a look of shock in his eyes.
"The person who takes action is definitely at the same level as the Supreme Ancestor." The old man in purple robe gently stroked his beard. "He pretended to be Yan Zun and issued a wrong assassination order to my more than a dozen points of the Bloodthirsty Hall. Later, the matter was exposed, and then the major families besieged the headquarters of the Bloodthirsty Hall."
"What then?" Everyone below looked at the old man with purple robe in a sloppy manner, "Have my Bloodthirsty Hall started a war with the major families?"
"Start a war?" The old man in purple robe sneered, "Do you dare to start a war with us? I'm too underestimating my Bloodthirsty Hall."
"Then...then I can't talk about this, let's forget it!"
"Of course not." The old man in purple robe stroked his beard again, "But for this, my Bloodthirsty Palace did pay a heavy price. More than a dozen pavilions and pavilions were cut off in public."
hiss!
As soon as the old man in purple robe finished speaking, he smelled a gasp and cold sound below.
They were talking to each other, but Ye Chen was not idle here.
He was like a grocery shopping man, stopping in front of the altars, looking at this and that, and whenever he went, he would touch his chin and look at the locked man with special bloodlines.
"Where did you find so many people with special bloodlines in the Bloodthirsty Palace?" As he looked over, Ye Chen sighed all the time, because among the many strange bloodlines, there were several other things that he couldn't even see.
At this moment, he was squatting in front of an altar, staring at the man sitting on the altar with his eyes straight.
The man looked not very old, with a sharp-mouthed cheek, like a thief, with messy hair. Maybe he was sleeping when he was caught, and when he woke up, he arrived at this ghost place.
"This bloodline is really interesting." Ye Chen touched his chin, and through the man's body, he saw the external appearance gathered by his bloodline. It turned out to be a mouse miraculously.
"No wonder he looks like a thief." Ye Chen murmured in a low voice.
"Are you sick? Keep staring at me." What surprised Ye Chen was that the sharp-mouthed man actually sent a message to him.
"Can you see me?" Ye Chen was stunned for a moment.
"I have seen the space escape of the Tianzong family. Last time I went there to steal something, I almost got beaten to death."
"I dare to steal things from the Tianzong family, I am very good at it." Ye Chen looked up and down at the man, with a serious expression on his face.
"We don't talk nonsense. Just save me out and I'll steal things for you." The man looked at Ye Chen with two small eyes as if he was gathering, "There is nothing in this world that I can't steal."
"It's true or false." Ye Chen looked at the man with disbelief.
"I underestimate me, no, I'm a thief." The man shook his head hard, and his 38-minute hairstyle was thrown to 38-minute. If he hadn't had his hands locked, he would have tidied up his collar.
"I like this title." Ye Chen looked at the man meaningfully. Are you a fucking thief and still very proud?
"So, I have great potential, I... hey? Why are you leaving? What I said is true."
"I don't have time to listen to you nonsense." Ye Chen left without looking back.
Next, his ears became very unclear. The man was just a chattering chatter. Wherever Ye Chen went, his voice transmission was following, and he heard Ye Chen's head buzzing.
Ye Chen still ignored these things directly. It would be fine if you didn’t say you were a thief. He would be fine if he was a thief. He would be able to do this for you, steal my things every day, give me some serious things every day, and have fun every day?
"Based on my guess, the one who plots against my Bloodthirsty Hall must be from the Three Sects of Nanchu." While I was walking, Ye Chen heard this sentence.
Hearing this, Ye Chen, who was still preparing to study his bloodline, subconsciously looked back at the old man in purple who was still talking slowly.
"It's obvious that that guy probably hasn't left his house for many days, well, or he hasn't woken up yet." Ye Chen touched his chin, and looked at the old man in purple like a fool, and the third sect of Nanchu. What year has it happened.
"I said, brother! If you want to do something, hurry up. If you don't do it, leave quickly. Don't wander around in front of me, okay?" Not far away, the man with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek sent a message to Ye Chen again.
"I have to check it out first!" Ye Chen looked dissatisfied and made up his mind. Even if he rescued the guy, he would have to tie a chain for him. What if the thing was stolen one day?
As he said that, he had already taken out the Chixiao Sword with his hand, and the target was the old man in purple who was still talking slowly.
That was the only quasi-celestial realm in the underground palace. After he was solved, the rest were all minions.
All he had to do was to knock down the old man in purple and the others in the shortest time. You should know that there were more and stronger people outside the underground palace, and their lineup was far beyond the limit he could compete.
Therefore, he must fight quickly, otherwise he will be beaten up by a group.
Start working!
A cold light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and the killing attack was ready to be launched.
However, just as he was about to kill the old man in purple, the stone gate in the underground palace trembled.
Immediately, the stone gate opened wide, and an old man in black walked in, with a beautiful figure tied beside him.
Chapter completed!