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"My aunt, can you stop making trouble?"

Xu Feng surrendered, every time he meets Yang Ke'er, nothing good will happen.

She just said that on purpose, every time she hits the nail on the head, it's really hard to argue.

"Bah, I don't care who your aunt is." Yang Ke'er gave Xu Feng a blank look, and tiptoed into the palace, as if she wanted to see what the saintess looks like.

Any fool could see that she wanted to see her competitors, and her previous words were just a cover-up.

Whether she likes someone or not can be seen from her eyes. If she doesn't have any feelings for Xu Feng, she doesn't even have any thoughts about Xu Feng.

But Yang Ke'er was different, she obviously cared about Xu Feng, that's why she targeted him everywhere, and it was just her angry words.

"Don't look, she won't come out for a while, help me find the Bible."

Blocking Yang Ke'er's line of sight, Xu Feng's mouth twitched, this woman's heart is really unpredictable.

Qu Youyu is supposed to be his wife, even if he is not his wife, but he won the battle for the saint in the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heavens. Not to mention she is his spoil, and she has to fulfill the oath of heaven!
He did nothing wrong, absolutely.

"Go, what are you guilty of, don't you just want to have fun with that holy girl!" Yang Ke'er opened her mouth, as if she had no scruples about it, but her ears turned red.

The eldest daughter of Huanghua was still a little shy when she said such a thing.

"The Bible? You're playing with our saint's feelings, and you still want to play with the Bible?"

Mo Yuhuan had a heartbroken expression on his face. He was completely disappointed with Xu Feng, and the little good feelings he had accumulated before were gone. Sure enough, he shouldn't have believed him at that time.

As for the Bible, he wasn't worried at all, because Xu Feng definitely couldn't find it, it was the Holy Lord...

"No, I found it for you a long time ago."

Just when Mo Yuhuan was full of confidence and felt that Xu Feng and the others could not find the Bible, Yang Ke'er casually threw a slate to Xu Feng.

So what is that if it’s not a Bible? Her smug expression was obviously for Mo Yuhuan to read.

It's like saying, it's not a big deal at all.

"The Bible is what the Lord promised to give me, and it is also my mission to come to the temple this time. After we use up the things, we will definitely return them to Zhao."

Xu Feng looked at Mo Yuhuan apologetically, he really didn't want to tell the fact that the Holy Master was dead.

He was watching at that time, Holy Master, Yang Ke'er, and Wei Wuji were about to go to war, and the two of them were unharmed at the moment, the result was self-evident.

"The Holy Master is dead, I killed it."

Wei Wuji is upright, he walks upright and sits upright.

He would not deny that he did it, but Xu Feng was speechless at this moment, feeling that he and Yang Ke'er were sent by heaven to deal with him.

"Impossible, how could the Lord..."

Mo Yuhuan naturally didn't believe it, but when he felt Wei Wuji's powerful strength, he believed it.

The other party is also a strong person in the Dao realm, there is no need to lie to deceive him, and the fluctuation of the Holy Master's aura has disappeared.

"What holy master, that's a pig. You think you're so great when you help others. Do you know what's under your feet?" Rolling his eyes, Yang Ke'er sneered at the word holy master.

She is obviously an evil cultivator, and she is ashamed to enjoy the admiration of thousands of people. Everyone is deceived and still enjoys it. She has found the hiding place of the mastermind behind the scenes. Now she can't wait to dig three feet to dig him out.

It's a pity that this is the holy temple. If the holy mountain is destroyed, the will of the holy temple will disappear. Although it can no longer become a god, it is still good as a backup for combat power.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but glance at Xu Feng. This kid is really lucky. He even has a god fetus, which is much faster than other monks.

Mo Yuhuan's eyes were fixed, and he said sharply, "I don't know who you are, but you can't slander the Lord."

The opponent is very strong, on the same level as Wei Wuji, but he is still neither humble nor overbearing, just because he is the captain of the seventh brigade of the holy army, and he wants to maintain the dignity of the holy temple.

"Go, what are you slandering! He even refined the will of the temple into his own incarnation, don't you have even the slightest sense of disobedience?"

Compared to her little finger, Yang Ke'er's appearance is really cute, but her expression is exaggerated.

Mo Yuhuan was clear in his heart, and he also knew about the changes in the temple. The gentle and majestic aura of the previous temple had enveloped the entire holy mountain.

But a few years ago, the situation changed completely, and the awe-inspiring and calming aura disappeared.

"buzz"

Suddenly, there was a vibration in the space.

In a blink of an eye, a group of people appeared before him, including Wei Zunxian.

The people from Kunlun Shrine came, and they came to the temple at such a time, as if they knew that the Holy Master was no longer there.

"Who are you?"

Mo Yuhuan jumped over Xu Feng and the others and stood in front of them.

This is the holy temple. Regardless of whether the Holy Lord is present or not, as the captain of the Holy Army, he has the responsibility to interrogate these unknown visitors.

Even if the opponent's strength is very strong, he still fulfills his duty and will not show any sign of shrinking back.

"Kunlun Shrine"

The leading middle-aged man was wearing a gossip Taoist robe with a smile on his face, and nodded slightly to Mo Yuhuan, while the person who spoke was an old man in red robe standing behind him.

During this trip, nine people came to the Kunlun Shrine, except for Wei Zunxian, who has no strength, the rest are all existences in the Dao realm.

"Big Xia sect, why did you come to the holy city of Garou Kingdom?"

Mo Yuhuan frowned, he already had the answer in his heart, but he still asked.

The people from Kunlun Shrine didn't speak, they all looked at Xu Feng, and the red-robed old man came to Xu Feng's body one by one, and stretched out his right hand to ask him for the Bible.

Without a word, just a look, treating Xu Feng like nothing.

However, Xu Feng shook the Bible with a playful smile on his face, but he didn't hand it to him.

"Bring it."

The red-robed old man raised his brows, not angry but prestige.

The tone of such an order made Xu Feng unable to disobey. As a cultivator in the Compassionate Realm, he could not resist his will.

"I found the thing, can you just take it if you let me?"

Although Yang Ke'er confronted Xu Feng everywhere, when Xu Feng was bullied, she decisively stood by Xu Feng's side to support him.

At the same time, Wei Wuji also stepped forward, he didn't speak, but his actions showed everything.

Seeing this scene, Wei Zunxian looked bitter. He didn't expect things to come to this point. He thought he could do something for Xu Feng, but he never thought that the Palace Master would bring someone over directly.

"Are you negotiating terms with me?"

The old man in red robe smiled contemptuously and squinted at Yang Ke'er.

Such a superior attitude made Yang Ke'er very upset, she raised her hand and slapped him.

The red-robed old man who thought he was very strong was blown away before he could react, and fell to the ground like a dog gnawing shit. It was only at this moment that he knew that the delicate woman in front of him was a real strong man.

"Who else wants to negotiate terms with me?"

Yang Ke'er raised her chin and pointed at the group of Kunlun Shrine.

It's like saying, I'm covering Xu Feng, and I want to trick him to pass me.

"Hehe... the strong men in the earth realm are really extraordinary, but you have nothing to do with the affairs of the human world." The middle-aged man in the gossip robe threw Yang Ke'er a black iron token.

The simple and dark token is engraved with the word "地" in official script.

Frowning, Yang Ke'er took a deep look at the middle-aged man opposite, turned around and stood aside, and gave Xu Feng a look that you are asking for blessings.

Obviously, this token is not simple.