Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor

"Can the Qiu shopkeeper lead the way?" Xia Qingchen asked.

The shopkeeper Qiu smiled: "Of course! Lord Xia's thing is that I beg someone's internal affairs. When Lord Xia needs it, please notify me at any time and accompany you all the way to the volcano."

Xia Qingchen put down her heart and accompanied him and Wu Xiong to the chamber of commerce.

The venue is north-south, and the host and guests are on the high platform in the north.

As for the invited guests, they are seated in the south.

Between the north and south seats, they were temporarily isolated with curtains, and the guests could not see the movement on the platform.

Seeing that the time was approaching, Qiu Wanjin invited Xia Qingchen to sit on the VIP seat on the left side of the organizer.

As one of the two positions closest to the organizer, the honorable degree of this agent can be imagined, which represents the high respect for Qiu Wanjin and Wu Xiong.

The position on the right side of the organizer is naturally reserved for the prestigious main hall of the shrine of the cool realm!

"Master Xia, can you borrow your reputation when the statue will be sold?" Qiu Wanjin sat beside Xia Qingchen and asked for instructions.

He is a businessman, and the sale of statues may not necessarily be believed.

But Xia Qingchen is different. He is a **** of war in a tremendous coolness, and he has great prestige.

If Xia Qingchen said that the statue has the power to promote the battle between monsters and beasts, it is very convincing.

Xia Qingchen slightly nodded: "Yes."

The statue was detected by him, and sold in his name, there is nothing wrong with it.

Qiu Wanjin couldn't help himself!

Just about to continue to chat, suddenly, an aura of repressed people suffocated the entire venue, and at the same time, the voice of Brahma came from a distance.

But it was hundreds of brightly dressed temple maid, playing flute and playing flowers, escorting a snow-white holy sedan chair, and came to the venue slowly!

Both Qiu Wanjin and Wu Xiong took a deep breath uncomfortably and hurried to the entrance of the meeting place under the tremendous pressure to meet them.

Needless to say, the comer is the one who is extraordinary and powerful, who can compete with the martial arts supreme ancient Qian Qian, the main temple master!

"It's really overbearing." Xia Qingchen said lightly, his palm waved, the invisible divinity revealed, blocking the gas field from the main hall master.

No one continued to drink tea beside him, as if nothing had happened.

Doorway.

The huge snow sedan stopped, and under the **** of the four escorts, a high crown was walked from the snow sedan, wearing a brilliant embroidered Xingyue robe, and looking majestic like an emperor.

"See the main hall master!" Both Qiu Wanjin and Wu Xiong held extreme respect, and their expressions were full of tension.

The one in front of him is the supreme figure who is above the cold.

His presence is enough to add five ingredients to this Chamber of Commerce.

Many people only paid a visit to the main hall when they came.

Of course, more people are focusing on Xia Qingchen.

Although the main hall's identity is respected, but it is too majestic, and in addition, it is not a secular generation, they only have awe, not much closeness.

However, Xia Qingchen is different. He is the God of War in the Cold Realm, a person who is respected by the people of Southern Xinjiang from the heart.

The little head of the emperor's old man was indifferent, and the four protectors in front of him immediately gave Qiu Wanjin and Wu Xiong their eyes.

The two of them led the gods and led them to the high platform: "Please please the Lord of the Palace, please four guardians!"

Along the way, the maidservants of the chamber of commerce and the responsible persons stopped all activities in their hands and sternly and saluted.

In addition to the noisy southbound guests, the entire venue fell into silence.

Until they reached the high platform, they saw Xia Qingchen.

Among the four guardians of law, there is Zhao Hufa. He raised his eyebrows and scolded: "The surnamed Xia, the main hall master is here, don't you kneel and welcome?"

He was angry in his heart. The young man was too rampant, and no one paid any attention to it. Even the main hall master dared not respect him.

Xia Qingchen stared at him head-to-head, and the waves did not panic: "I am neither a temple person, nor a believer in God, why should I kneel?"

Since the shrine is detached from the world, there is no reason for people in the world to bow down.

"Hello, be bold!" Zhao Hufa shouted angrily, and stepped forward to Xia Qingchen's collar, ready to lift it from the seat.

Xia Qingchen's expression was indifferent. He really didn't have any favors with this person. He didn't mind wasting a piece of **** soil and pressing it into a patty.

Qiu Wanjin face is anxious, he can not afford to offend the temple, he dare not mix it.

Wu Xiong turned his eyes and grabbed the curtain that separated the north and the south!

Wow

The curtains pulled down and the many guests sitting in front of them immediately saw the scene on the high platform.

I saw that Zhao Hufa, who was fierce and evil, grabbed Xia Qingchen's collar.

Everyone froze for a moment and then reacted.

"Shrine, what are you doing?" At the forefront was the old man of the Xiao family, the leading mineral merchant family in southern Xinjiang.

He is more than one hundred and fifty years old, and things in the tribe are long overdue.

Today's Chamber of Commerce, even in his capacity, will not participate. It can be heard that Xia Qingchen came and he was not invited. He specially ordered someone to ask Qiu Wanjin for an invitation letter.

Its purpose is to see where the sacred Xia Zhan who defeated the mid-cloud realm in northern Xinjiang and set endless glory for the cold realm.

Previously, when Xia Qingchen came to the venue, Mrs. Xiao and his family happened to be outside. They saw Xia Qingchen's back from afar, so they recognized it now.

What the old lady Xiao did not expect was that the first aspect of seeing Xia Qingchen was that the temple's guardian acted as a prestige and a blessing to Xia Qingchen.

The customs of southern Xinjiang are no stronger than elsewhere, especially the local forces.

What's wrong with the temple?

They are not believers and do not need to fear the temple at all.

When Grandpa Xiao opened his mouth, many of the power leaders who came to Xia Qingchen came to the scene one after another.

"The shrine is too arrogant, the pride of the cold environment is also a little guardian who dares not respect?"

"Too presumptuous!"

Zhao Hufa's manner caused more than half of the audience's anger, making the scene instantly messy.

He grabbed Xia Qingchen's palm and had to take it back, some riding a tiger was difficult.

Grab it, commit the anger of the crowd, don't do it, and embarrass yourself.

"Retreat." The temple master of the emperor's old man, as if he found out that Zhao Hufa was doing bad things at the moment.

Zhao Hufa borrowed the donkey down the **** and accused him back.

His face was still hot, and he turned to Xia Qingchen's afterglow.

This hatred must be reported back!

Under the pressure of the temple hall master, the noisy merchants gradually quieted down. After all, it was the temple master, and they still dared not make orders.

Seeing things barely subside, Qiu Wanjin quickly hurried to the round: "A little misunderstanding made everyone laugh."

He settled down and sat down.

The main shrine master sits on his right, and the four protectors stand behind the seat of the main shrine master.

As the organizer, he and Wu Xiong naturally took the most central position.