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Qin Sheng also felt the difficulty. He didn't expect that he would cause such a stir if he didn't install it. He still underestimated the treatment of the powerful alchemists in the North forbidden area.

One side is the fire hall, the other side is the wind hall. No matter which one you promise, you are doomed to offend the other!

This made Qin Sheng very difficult to make a decision at any time!

”I have reported this matter to the temple. You don't need to worry. You should follow the rules set by the temple. "At this time, tengyang squeezed out a smile, like two hall masters who seemed to be fighting with each other.

The struggle between the fire hall and the wind hall is not a matter of these thousand or hundreds of years, but a matter of tens of thousands of years.

Meng San Jian's eyes were sharp, which seemed to have a terrible sword meaning. But he gave tengyang a cold look, and immediately let tengyang, who had recovered to the nine holy regions, dare not look at him again.

"Here's your part?"

"You should be punished if you talk too much!"

The sound of Meng San Jian is sharp as a sword, and tengyang is like an invisible sword body, piercing tengyang's eyebrow.

"Ah!"

Tengyang was so painful that he had to kneel down to beg for mercy.

"What is the skill of Meng Sanjian's bullying Murong Hall's master gave a drink, and the fire red force burst out from her body. It seemed that the place where she passed was a fire red world, and all the sword Qi was hanged clean.

"What kind of skills are there in the nest? Go to Qingyang sect and make a scene!" Murong hall master sneers, "I heard that you were bullied by Qingyang sect some time ago!"

Meng sanchen's face was blue. He glared at the Murong Temple master. It was not easy to get into trouble in front of all the saints. After all, his strength was really a little different from that of Murong Temple master.

"Qin Sheng, there is no such shop after this village. You are limited to report in Fengdian within three days, or you will never be hired!"

Meng San Jian dropped this sentence, and it turned into a sword light and disappeared among the saints.

"What things are so difficult to get along with in the wind hall?" Qin Sheng sneers.

He didn't care about the wind hall or the fire hall. The only thing he cared about was when he could go to the ancient battlefield to rescue his father.

This is the most important thing.

Of course, for joining the fire hall or the wind hall, Qin Sheng himself is not exclusive. After all, it's good to enjoy the cool under the big tree. The higher his position in the Heilong mountain temple, the greater the probability of using his power to find his father!

With the departure of Meng Sanjian, the saints gradually left.

"Qin Sheng, the door of our fire hall is always open for you. Go back and think about it." Murong hall master's posture is much lower, not low, but treat Qin Sheng as the same rank. There is no disrespect in words and expressions!

Soon, only Qin Sheng, tengyang and Liu are left in the whole dungeon.

The three looked at each other with a wry smile.

The three of them didn't expect that they were just a regular monthly assessment of registered disciples. They didn't expect that such a big thing would happen.

"Fortunately, we are still alive!" Tengyang takes the lead in laughing.

"Qin Sheng, what's your plan?" Liu July asked curiously.

Qin Sheng said with a smile, "take your little attendant to the inner mountain!"

"Well, who's going to be your Valet!" Liu Jul. snorts coldly. Unexpectedly, he doesn't even say hello. He leaves in a flash

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