Four Hundred and Thirty-Three, There Is No Chapter Name

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Hearing this, Huo Sanyang's expression hesitated even more, "This... I don't know, the Holy One said before he left that Duan Tianya is full of resentment, and it is a place suitable for practicing spiritual purification. I guess He will stay in Duan Tianya for a while longer."

Hearing this, Jia Luo Xiangfo's expression suddenly became ugly.

This is too unfortunate.

"okay, I get it."

After Jia Luo bid farewell to Huo Sanyang to the Buddha, he hurriedly returned to the Jia Luo tribe.

The butler saw Jia Luo Xiangfo coming from a distance, so he ran upstairs to the Zhengyang room of Jia Luo, "Di Zun, the patriarch is back."

Jia Luo Zhengyang was leaning against the window, and there was a small trash can beside the bed, and the trash bags in the bucket had been changed.

The fresh air system in the room was turned on, and the vase on the table was still filled with deodorizing herbs that could remove odors. Even so, there was still a lingering smell of vomiting in the room. The butler opened the door and smelled the unignorable smell. He didn't dare to show any discomfort on his face.

Jia Luo Zhengyang asked sickly: "Then Lin Jiansheng, did you come with him?"

The butler paused slightly, and said in a low voice: "I haven't seen the figure of the Holy Spirit Lingxiao."

"Huh?" Jia Luo Zhengyang's expression suddenly became dangerous, and the room was suddenly enveloped in a scalp-numbing sense of oppression.

The wrath of Emperor Zun, even a grandmaster would be sweated out of fright, let alone a great butler whose cultivation level is only at the level of a master. The butler immediately held his breath, not daring to breathe.

Jia Luo Zhengyang asked sternly, "Did Lin Jiansheng come with him?"

"...Like, no." The butler didn't dare to answer anymore.

Jia Luo Zhengyang snorted coldly, and cursed: "Useless trash!"

Whether this useless piece of trash was scolding Jia Luo Xiangfo or Lin Jiansheng, no one knew.

At this time,

Jia Luo Xiangfo also came upstairs along the spiral staircase.

Walking on the stairs, Jia Luo Xiangfo felt the invisible pressure of spiritual power that made the feet tremble in the air. Among the Jialuo tribe, the only person whose cultivation base can surpass him is that old ancestor.

The old ancestor is showing off his power again.

Jia Luo Xiangfo did not dare to delay, hurriedly quickened his pace, and walked towards Jia Luo Zhengyang's room.

"Old Ancestor." Jia Luo stood outside the door and shouted respectfully.

Jia Luo Zhengyang snorted, "Get out!"

Jia Luo hurriedly bent over to the Buddha and walked into the room. He stood with his head down at the end of the bed, smelling the disgusting smell of vomiting, but he didn't dare to show it.

Before Jia Luo Zhengyang asked, Jia Luo took the initiative to explain everything to the Buddha. "Old Ancestor, Saint Ling Xiao's cultivation base has improved too fast a few days ago, resulting in unstable thoughts, and he set off for Duan Tianya to retreat early yesterday morning."

Jia Luo Zhengyang didn't speak, just stared at Jia Luo Xiangfo with gloomy eyes.

Jia Luo didn't need to raise his head to Buddha, he also knew that his ancestor was staring at him. Jia Luo pressed down on the Buddha's head even lower, and he said softly: "The elves also have a level 9 spirit purifier, or I will go to the elves myself and invite that old saint to come and see for you ?”

In today's world, there are only three level 9 purifiers in total, among which Lin Jiansheng is the one who is closest to the elf god, Su Xuanye is next, and the old lady in the elf royal family is the last one.

Jia Luo Zhengyang was eager to take away the monster in his stomach. Hearing this, he closed his eyes and said, "Three days! I'll give you three days at most!"

Jia Luo didn't dare to say much to the Buddha, and hurriedly withdrew.

Leaving Jia Luo Zhengyang's small building, Jia Luo Xiangfo's expression suddenly became distorted. He touched his big belly, spit on the grass with a gloomy expression, and muttered in his heart: "Immortal!"

On the day when Jialuo Xiangfo took over the Jialuo tribe from his dying father, he told his father that there is an underground palace hidden under the former site of the Jialuo tribe. Seven hundred years ago, an old ancestor entered the underground palace. It's closed, and it hasn't come out yet.

His father told him that if that old ancestor came out, he must be the head of that old ancestor and obeyed.

At that time, Jia Luo thought to the Buddha that the ancestors had been in seclusion for seven hundred years, so they might have died in it long ago. Maybe until he abdicates, his sons and grandsons will be old, and the ancestors will not be able to come out.

Unexpectedly, some time ago, on a rainy night, Black Eagle City where the old site of the Jialuo tribe was located suddenly thundered and lightning flashed. Break through the cultivation base of the emperor master, and leave the underground palace!

Although Jia Luo Xiangfo is the nominal patriarch of the Jia Luo tribe, he is actually a dog in the hands of Jia Luo Zhengyang.

As a dog, you have to be loyal. If you are not loyal or obedient, you will be beaten by your master.

Jia Luo Xiangfo is just a master beast master, even if Jia Luo Zhengyang wants to kill him, he can only close his eyes and wait for death.

Jia Luo took a deep breath towards the Buddha, only hoping that the old thing would return to the west soon, and finally die of dystocia. After he dies, the Jialuo tribe will return to his hands. Wouldn't it be nice for him to continue to lead the Jialuo tribe to become rich and embark on the road of common prosperity?

Jia Luo Xiangfo drove the aircraft, and headed towards the Bright Sea in a melancholy manner.

When the flying chess flew over Qixia Sea, Jia Luo Xiangfo saw the blood-stained sea below, and was deeply shocked. Almost two weeks have passed, and the Qixia Sea's blood has not been washed away by the sea, how many people of the Merman Race have died!

Thinking of the ancient mermaid who wiped out Qixiahai's clan, Jia Luo Xiangfo felt hairy in his heart.

Crazies!

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When Jia Luo went to the elves to invite their sages to Shenyu Continent to exorcise the spirit of the ancestors, a strange thing happened in Shenyue Kingdom.

The reason was that when the Xuanyuan clan had thoroughly investigated the traitors in the clan and was preparing to hold a funeral for the fellow clansmen who died heroically at Mount Bata, they discovered that several clan members died in strange ways, not as if they were killed by righteous monks. When these people died, their hair had all turned white, and their skin was wrinkled and dull, as if their organs had dried up and died in an instant.

At that time, the steward of the Xuanyuan clan was in charge of disposing of the corpse. The steward felt that there was something strange about it, so he called the patriarch Xuanyuan Shen and the elders over.

"Patriarch, Zhou Guanshi found a few abnormally dead corpses, I would like you to go and have a look." When he heard the news, Xuanyuan Shen was on the phone, asking someone about Zhou Buwen's whereabouts.

There was chaos in Bata Mountain that day, Zhou Buwen took the opportunity to slip away, and Xuanyuan Shen has been looking for his whereabouts these days.

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Shen hung up the phone and walked quickly towards the morgue. As soon as he walked out of the villa, he saw a beautiful woman walking over with a group of male bodyguards carrying designer jewelry and clothing shopping bags.

The woman had black hair in coils, and was wearing a dark blue tight-fitting dress with high slits at the corners and rivets on the skirt.

Wearing this skirt on a woman makes her look wild and seductive.

The beautiful woman was holding a pet puppy in her arms, when she saw Xuanyuan Shen, her eyes immediately rolled to the sky.

When Xuanyuan Shen saw his wife, he snorted coldly, and said sarcastically: "You are a vixen who dresses like a lack of man all day long, you are shameless, and I have shame!"

The beautiful woman glanced at Xuanyuan Shen's increasingly wretched face, she stretched out her hand to hold the face of a bodyguard behind her, leaned forward and bit the bodyguard's mouth. "The most indispensable thing by my side is a man."

After finishing speaking, the woman waved her hand, "Let's go back to the house." The woman twisted her waist and wanted to go back to her small building, and a group of handsome young bodyguards followed her upstairs.

Seeing that she was ignoring him, Xuanyuan Shen became furious, turned around and cursed at the woman's back: "Are all the women of your Liuli clan so dissolute and shameless? If I knew you were so coquettish, I wouldn't have done it back then." Will marry you!"

"Fuck! If you scold me, scold me, scold my natal family for what!" The woman suddenly kicked Xuanyuan Shen, and her high heels immediately flew towards Xuanyuan Shen's face.

Xuanyuan Shen grabbed the high-heeled shoe with sharp eyes and hands, and when he looked up, he saw the woman's beautiful face covered with anger.

"Xuanyuan Shen, have you forgotten that it was you who poisoned my body and forced me to conceive your child, so my father agreed to let me marry you! If it weren't for you, my mother would have become a member of the Liuli clan." Now that the patriarch is here, it's Liuli Xiangsi's turn to sit there!"

"If Ming'er knows that his father is a strong female offender, will he be ashamed of you?" After finishing speaking, the woman didn't bother to look at him again, turned around and went upstairs.