"These are your identity marks and strength costumes in Xuantian temple."

"You are in Xuantian temple. Don't walk around."

"In addition, Tan Ming, your wife can have the name of a saint in Xuantian temple."

"Then, of course, someone will come to teach her about saints."

Si Ru Meng's words export, Luo Qing pupil's lip Cape, micro drew a draw.

"Can you still have a nominal saint?"

Luo Qingtong's words export, Si Rumeng immediately looked at her one eye, then said: "naturally, otherwise why should my grandfather promise you?"

"But not everyone can name this saint."

"My grandfather happens to have that right."

"You know, there are countless saints in Xuantian temple."

"Many of them can be regarded as true saints only when they wake up to pupil technique and learn its power."

"As for the name of the saint, it's just a name and has potential in this respect."

"But they may not have the strength and ability."

"Such a saint also has certain prestige and benefits in the Xuantian temple."

"That's why my grandfather gave her such a place."

"At least, it's impossible for others to give her a hand easily."

Division such as dream of words export, Luo clear pupil probably know is how to return a responsibility.

It must be that Fengyuan grew up from a nominal Saint before, and later became a real saint.

Otherwise, where does her strength come from?

And the saints in name should be the ones they dug up from all over the world, who have the ability to cultivate pupils.

Luo Qing Tong's heart thinks so, probably know is how to return a responsibility.

Then he looks at yeqianming with a smile.

Well, it's good to be a saint.

At this meeting, his status as a woman's big man can't be taken off.

If the people in Xuantian Temple knew that their son of God would be a little saint in the saint's palace, or they would come in through the back door, I don't know what they thought.

And when thinking so in the heart of Luo Qing Tong, the night Qian Ming's vision turned her one eye, pour is what also didn't say.

In this Xuantian temple, ye Qianming is not willing to make trouble for Luo Qingtong.

If you can have the status of a saint, it's really very convenient.

Even the identity of a nominal saint can represent his identity and cannot be touched casually.

Nothing else. It's much more convenient for the director general to start all the time.

The night thousand Ming think so, immediately then youyou of saw Luo clear pupil one eye.

The director of the Department has been working so hard to make Luo Qingtong feel comfortable.

What does he want her to do?

Where is that place?

And when night Qian Ming's eyebrows slightly twist, min Leng and others on the other side have already taken their own identity signs.

They are not so lucky as yeqianming. They are just ordinary children under the old chief.

In this case, they should be extremely careful, lest elder Qin's people come to trouble.

However, Si Rumeng said: "elder Qin's people don't care to deal with you. You are in my grandfather's palace. Don't walk around at will.

And Tan Ming, come with me. "

Si Ru Meng's words export, Luo Qing Tong nodded, then and she went to a secret hall.

"This is the person that our director general has always wanted to enter that place this time."