Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor

　　 As the new owner of the Ling Palace, he came for the first time, and he didn't even have a greeted person.

　　 "It seems that Ling Palace is not very friendly to me." Xia Qingchen smiled: "Then, you better pray, don't go too far."

　　 originally, he had no interest at all in charge of the palace, and planned to keep the palace as it is.

　　But if they don't know what to do, they said that they wouldn't have to exchange the blood of the upper level of the palace and expel them all.

　　 dong dong dong ——

　　 Suddenly, melodious bells came from the palace.

　　The halls of large and small walked out of the spiritual master one after another.

　　When Xia Qingchen arrived at the main hall of the palace, no less than three hundred spiritual masters had gathered outside the hall.

　　 Don't underestimate the three hundred people, they are already half of the number of spiritualists in the cold environment.

　　 After all, spiritualists are extremely scarce, and any one is precious.

　　Three hundred is already a very large quantity, which shows that the weight of the Ling Palace is not low.

　　And at the entrance of the main hall of the palace, there stood two people with hands on their backs, with a light smile: "Welcome Xia Gongzi to come, the palace master is already waiting for you."

　　 Palace Master?

　　Why, Shi Juefeng has not left yet?

　　 stepped inside, but saw a stranger sitting on the highest throne, should the palace owner be able to sit?

　　The latter sat quietly on the throne without any intention of getting up.

　　 didn't even look up at Xia Qingchen, but lowered his head to look after his own copywriting.

　　When Xia Qingchen approached, he looked up and looked at him and said, "Are you Xia Gongzi, right? Well, sit down."

　　 Knowing that Xia Qingchen is coming, but still making a full-fledged gesture, claiming himself as the master of the Ling Palace.

　　Xia Qingchen knew what he planned in his heart.

　　 "Shi Jufeng, let him come out and speak." Xia Qingchen ignored the move to the chair behind him and said lightly.

　　Huang Liangmeng sat still and said indifferently: "Introduce yourself, the new palace lord Huang Liangmeng, what are you looking for me..."

　　 "Who are you, I don't care." Xia Qingchen said blankly: "I'm asking about Shi Juefeng."

　　 The attitude that does not take Huang Liangmeng's eyes into view, at a glance.

　　Huang Liangmeng's eyes narrowed, this surnamed Xia, the gas field is very good.

　　 "The former palace lord was extinct when he left the palace, and now I am the new lord of the palace. You can talk to me about anything." Huang Liangmeng leaned back, his arms around his chest, and he stood down.

　　 Xia Qingchen didn't mean to talk to him at all, looked around and said: "Well, then you can go."

　　 He took out all the title deeds and agreements of the palace, and threw them on the table, indicating that he was the real master of the palace.

　　Huang Liangmeng's eyelids jumped, like a kid with no one in sight.

　　 He narrowed his eyes and said, "I think you might have misunderstood the spirit palace! The spirit palace is the spirit palace of the world's spiritual master, and it can't be obtained by deeds and agreements."

　　 This is clearly robber logic.

　　Who owns the Palace of Spirits? Isn't it about looking at various land lease agreements, but relying on him?

　　Huangliang's dream paused, his tone relaxed: "Of course, I will not let you lose. These land leases and agreements. Since you sent them specially, we will certainly not let you lose."

　　 "Come here, come over with ten billion yuan and pay the carriage fee for Xia Gongzi."

Ten billion?

　　 When Xia Qingchen was betting against Shifeng at that time, the value of Ling Palace's discount was hundreds of billions.

　　 District 10 billion, just want to take back the title deeds and agreements?

　　 There is no such cheap thing in the world!

　　 Xia Qingchen was deaf to his words, took out the title deeds, and said lightly: "Eight Gardens, Thirteen Halls, and Forty-nine Refining Chambers of the Spirit Palace, now take back!"

　　 Then took out ten cooperation agreements: "The top ten cooperation projects with the military palace, the second-class family Mubian Lifu, the Cao Gang, the Tianhe Gang and so on are now recovered!"

　　Finally, he took out a thick stack of employment agreements: "Huang Liangmeng, Zhou Xingkang, Zhang Chengbin... the above 308 are employed people, now take back!"

　　 Seeing Xia Qingchen talking to himself, he wanted to take back the palace with strength, Huang Liangmeng coldly interrupted and said, "Why do you take it back?"

　　 This is ridiculous!

　　 If his eyes were not blind, Xia Qingchen had already shown all his credentials.

　　 After Xia Qingchen's slow reading, he collected all the agreements and said lightly: "In a tea, the list of the Treasury of the Ling Palace is brought to me."

　　The most important thing that restricts the staff of the palace is, of course, the treasury.

　　The money and various refining materials are the top priority.

boom--

　　Huang Liangmeng snapped the table and scolded: "Have you listened to me?"

　　 His repeated words were regarded by Xia Qingchen as a deaf ear.

　　 Xia Qingchen finally looked at him and said, "What are you? I must listen?"

　　 He didn't even see this self-proclaimed palace owner in his eyes.

　　 kicked the chair aside, Xia Qingchen sat down slowly and said, "There is only one tea at a time, you can do it."

　　After a cup of tea, if they still don't act according to the agreement, don't blame him for mobilizing the Yunlan clan and forcibly charging the Ling Palace.

　　 At that time, don’t blame him for causing casualties.

　　Huang Liangmeng's eyes were a little gloomy, and Xia Qingchen was difficult to entangle, but it was still expected.

　　 It would be abnormal if Xia Qingchen gave up the big industry without saying a word.

　　 "Come on! Xuan Ling masters come in." He stared at Xia Qingchen and shouted.

　　The spiritual masters summoned from outside the door came in one after another, standing on both sides of the hall, their eyes blank.

　　 Many nigers were being refined, and they were suddenly summoned to ring the bell.

　　Huang Liangmeng squeezed his squeezed hands and said calmly, "You guys, there is bad news for you."

　　Everyone's spiritual master looked at Xia Qingchen, as if he had guessed something.

　　 "This son, Xia, wants to take away the palace we have worked so hard to create." Huang Liangmeng's tone was very heavy.

　　 is clearly that he wanted to monopolize the spiritual palace, but at this moment, he bound everyone together and called himself "we".

　　 Sure enough, as soon as this statement came out, the spiritualists who had long been in communication with high-level officials immediately expressed their severe opposition.

　　 An elderly spiritualist, looking down at Xia Qingchen, proudly said: "Dare to ask your Excellency, how can He De be in charge of our spiritualist? Do you know what our spiritualist identity represents?"

　　 He didn't express it clearly, but the meaning inside and outside the words was that the spiritual master was very honorable.

　　 "Our psychic uses skyfire, refining nirvana, and enjoys the best materials in the world. Do you know all this?" The old psychic was the representative of the psychic and asked questions.

　　 Xia Qingchen closed his eyes without saying a word.

　　 He only waited for half a cup of tea and took action as soon as the time came. As for the argument, he had no energy and no need to worry about a group of lower-level spiritualists.

　　Seeing that Xia Qingchen didn't speak, the elderly spiritualist thought Xia Qingchen was weak and said, "Since I don't understand, why do you sit in the palace?"

　　 He swings his sleeves behind him, and sternly says, "Ling Gong, is the Ling Gong's Ling Gong! We all do not recognize the gambling account! Where do you come from and where do you go back!"

　　 Seeing Xia Qingchen still ignored, the elder spiritualist hummed: "No need to waste time, we won't let you succeed. If you don't go, don't blame all our spirit palace for being polite and throwing you out!"

　　Speaking of this, there is no room for the two parties to ease negotiations.

　　Huang Liangmeng sneered secretly, he wanted to see how Xia Qingchen took the trick.

　　 Finally, Xia Qingchen opened his eyes and said, "What's your name?"

　　In the public, the old spiritualist could not show weakness, straighten his chest and said: "Do not change the name and sit or change the surname, the old man Zhang Chengbin! If you do not accept it, you can always trouble me!"

　　 Xia Qingchen said lightly: "I still need it? I don't have that time."

　　 He took out the employment contract and easily found out Zhang Chengbin’s contract. The above stated that Ling Cheng hired Zhang Chengbin as the first-class spiritual master of the Ling Palace, and distributed full amount of cold coins and materials every month for three years.

　　 There are about two years left.

　　 "Now inform you that you have been expelled from the Ling Palace." Xia Qingchen withdrew his contract and tore off the spot: "It is still a tea, leave the Ling Palace."

(End of this chapter)