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Chapter 8 Eyebrows(2/2)

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After the hustle and bustle, it was quiet.

The teahouse in the city lord's mansion, a separate quiet room.

Here, Mr. Chen Yuan found one of the few people he could trust.

"My master once told me that the Xiling Dao Sect is worthy of the General's Mansion to believe..." He looked at the young pope in front of him, "I think this is why Junior Brother Xu Zang is willing to entrust all the 'Xixue' to the Dao Sect."

Chen Yi was wearing a Taoist robe that was washed white.

He smiled softly and said, "Mr. Xu Zang is willing to entrust 'Xixue' to the Dao Sect, not to trust the Taoist Sect, but to trust the Zhouyou... But you can trust me."

Qian Shang stood silently beside Chen Yuanjun. Although his identity was exposed, he was still like a shadow at this moment, silently living quietly in the darkness.

"This 'brow scale'... I want to get rid of the master of the Sanqing Pavilion and carefully check the Taoist scriptures of Xiling." Chen Yuanjun said sincerely: "Baidi is a pure-blooded golden-winged roc. I don't understand why 'scals' appear on his body... This is indeed, I picked it from his eyebrows."

Chen Yi looked at the scarlet scales that were pushed in front of him.

He did not refuse, but solemnly took it back into his sleeves.

Chen Yi said word by word: "The situation in the Daozong is complicated now, and there may be some turmoil in the future. I am vaguely losing power, but Mr. Da can rest assured... Chen Yi will report this matter to the cabinet master truthfully. This matter is important and Xiling will not ignore it."

Chen Yuanjun nodded with a smile.

Chen Yi hesitated: "Mr. Big looks are ugly."

Chen Yuanjun said helplessly: "I just fought with Baidi."

The Pope pursed his lips, looked around, and confirmed that there was no one around, so he spoke hard: "Although Chen Yi's talent for cultivation is not high... but some things can still be seen very clearly."

"Baidi, Dragon Emperor, are two emperors in the world of the demon clan. Although the great master has a strong cultivation level, he will never be his opponent. If he tear off a piece of 'brow scales', he will definitely pay a greater price."

He looked straight into Chen Yuanjun's eyes.

"Has Mr. Big's cultivation... all destroyed?"

In the darkness, Qian Shangjun's heart skipped a beat, his pupils contracted, and he couldn't believe it.

Chen Yuanjun was silent for a long time.

He nodded slightly.
Chapter completed!
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