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2082 As long as you can take the Xuan Tianzhu, it is your four

Even though he has a calm smile at this moment, it makes people feel like they can't breathe.

This is the strength of the monks in the Tribulation Stage.

No words, no spiritual energy fluctuations, no coercion are needed to make you feel the fear of annihilation.

Kong Yuanjiu's eyes turned and finally fell on Chu Tianyou: "Chu Tianyou, let me ask you again, are you Ye Liangchen?"

Chu Tianyou couldn't stop his body from shaking, and the fear in his heart that was on the verge of collapse made him almost want to kneel down and surrender immediately.

But in the end, he gritted his teeth, clenched his fists tightly, and said hoarsely: "Yes! I am Ye Liangchen, and Xuan Tianzhu is mine."

The people from Xiaoyaomen finally couldn't bear it anymore and yelled, "You are a piece of shit Ye Liangchen! You are so shameless!"

"Oh, shamelessness seems to be the tradition of their Dingguo Hou Mansion. From master to slave, everyone is the same."

Kong Yuanjiu chuckled lightly: "You said you are Ye Liangchen. Well, I've given you the Xuan Tianzhu. Go get it."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone changed their expressions.

"Elder Kong!" Zhou Daoyi said anxiously, "You still don't know what happened just now. There should be no doubt that Jun Muyan is Ye Liangchen..."

Kong Yuanjiu waved his hand: "I know, there's no need to worry."

He looked at Chu Tianyou with half-smiling eyes: "Didn't you hear what I said? You can go get the Xuan Tianzhu. As long as you can take it, he is yours. And you are Ye Liangchen."

Chu Tianyou swallowed and turned to Xuan Tianzhu stiffly.

When those blue beads entered his eyes, the blood in his body seemed to boil.

Yu Cunjian couldn't even care about the injury on his hand, and shouted excitedly: "Your Majesty, hurry up, go get the Xuan Tianzhu."

As long as he gives the Xuan Tianzhu to Lord Hou, he will have done a great job.

What does a mere hand count?

The Marquis naturally has a panacea that can restore his hand.

Leng Yumo and the others were about to explode when they saw this: "Damn it, I thought I had a good guy here, but it turns out they are all the same. Junior sister, these bastards want to swallow your things, let's fight with them

Fight hard.”

Others were also outraged.

Even Yun Ruohan, who was the calmest and kept shouting to keep a low profile, could no longer calm down at this time.

When you bully their little junior sister again and again in front of them, do you really think they have no one in Xiaoyao Sect?

Believe it or not, Junior Junior Uncle and Teacher Mo will be invited here in a matter of minutes and you guys, Polongteng Academy, will be reduced to rubbish!

Everyone in Xiaoyao Sect took out their weapons one after another, with expressions of determination that "I will die with you bastards."

But soon, a hand as white as jade stopped in front of them.

Muyan glanced at Kong Yuanjiu and said thoughtfully, "Don't be impatient. Things may not be what you think."



Over there, Chu Tianyou had already walked in front of Xuan Tianzhu.

His eyes were a little red, and his trembling hands slowly stretched out to grab the Xuan Tianzhu.

The veins on the back of his hands were beating constantly, and veins were also popping up on his forehead and neck.

It can be seen how excited and nervous he was at this time.

Xuan Tianzhu!

He is finally going to get the Xuan Tianzhu!

As long as he gets the Xuan Tianzhu, he can be saved, and so can his mother.

The fingertips touched the cold orchid stone surface.

The next moment, a dazzling light burst out from the stone.

Chu Tianyou was ejected violently and hit a desk.
Chapter completed!
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