Just lying down, the little junior sister soared!

"What kind of Holy Envoy is this guy really?" No matter how Feng Qianling looked at it, she felt that this guy in front of her had no knowledge and was not very smart. She didn't believe that such a person could become a Holy Envoy.

Tang Chu shrugged, "Although, the person in front of me is indeed the Holy Envoy."

Yan Qingchen raised his eyebrows, "No wonder the Yuemin Continent is so covetous towards our Xuantian Continent..."

The Holy Envoy looked like he was struck. When they left the temple, everyone was filled with admiration. They always looked aloof. When had they ever been so embarrassed?

"The Holy Son and the Holy Lady clearly said that the people in Xuantian Continent are all a bunch of paper tigers, and they are all vulnerable..."

"How could this happen? How could this happen?"

"Why is my power useless?"

Qin Yihan looked at the stupid look of the man in front of him, and moved his feet to the side. This man was so stupid, so don't infect him with his stupidity.

"Hmph! Your three-legged cat kung fu only lasts for one period of Qi refining. At your level, even the outer disciples of our Canghai Sect are not that weak. What's so surprising."

The Holy Envoy was immediately struck, "How is that possible? Divine power can only be possessed by people in our temple! The Holy Son and Saint Daughter said it! Xuantian Continent is a barbarian land! How is it possible that anyone can practice!"

Qin Yihan instantly felt that this man was even more stupid, "How is it impossible? Our Xuantian Continent is a barbarian land? Then isn't your Yuemin Continent even more barbarian than the barbarians?"

To be honest, he never thought there was such a backward place.

Tang Chu sighed and saw the confused look of the severely shocked Holy Envoy, and shook his head, "If Xuantian Continent is really a barbarian land, why do you saints and saints try your best to connect with Xuantian Continent? , try every means to occupy Xuantian Continent, aren’t you just coveting the wealth and aura of Xuantian Continent?”

The holy envoy retorted: "No, we obviously want to save the people of Xuantian Continent, and transport the spiritual energy of our Yuemian Continent to Xuantian Continent to help them get out of trouble!"

The expressions of the people in the early Tang Dynasty were a bit subtle, and the Holy Envoy of Emotion didn't know the situation!

It seems that this temple has even concealed the truth from its own people, and has not told them the real situation. Until now, they all think that their continent is the richest, and the people of Xuantian Continent are living in dire straits. They do this , just to save the people of Xuantian Continent.

However, Tang Chu felt that it seemed that the people of Yue Min Continent were more worthy of being saved.

Feng Qianling came over and asked, "Is the person in power in your temple the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter? Or is there someone else?"

At this time, the Holy Envoy was stiff in the neck, "Huh! I won't tell you anything you ask!"

Feng Qianling nodded, and several small flying knives appeared out of thin air behind him, "Since you are so uncooperative, then go to hell!"

The holy envoy was immediately shocked. Why was this different from what he thought?

Why are the people in Xuantian Continent so bad-tempered?

If he disagrees with you, he will be killed!

Shouldn’t everyone in Xuantian Continent have a personality like Wu Si?

Flattery, cowardice...

Several flying knives flew in front of the holy envoy instantly, scaring the holy envoy so much that he closed his eyes.

After waiting for a while, nothing happened. He quietly opened his eyes, but saw that the flying knife was still in front of him, and he was instantly stumped.

Cold sweat was pouring from his forehead, and the strand of hair that had been deliberately left out was now wet with sweat and stuck tightly to his face. He looked miserable. Where could he still be as beautiful as before?

Feng Qianling's thoughts moved, and the flying knife moved again, getting a little closer to the Holy Envoy's eyes.

The holy envoy was immediately frightened and did not dare to move. The cold sweat on his forehead was even more intense, and his whole body looked as if he had just been fished out of a water tank.

When had he seen such a posture before?

Feng Qianling was still playing with a flying knife in his hand, "What now? Can we talk?"

The Holy Envoy swallowed and nodded, "Say it, I'll tell it."

At this time, he was surrounded by flying knives. He asked and said what he said. He finally saw that these people were villains!

It makes no sense at all! No patience either!

If you say kill, kill!

Maybe Xuantian Continent has already fallen. With this group of people ruling Xuantian Continent, what kind of miserable life are the people of Xuantian Continent living?

No wonder the Saint Son and Saint Maiden always say they want to save those poor Xuantian Continental people!

The Holy Envoy touched his face slightly and said: "There is a Holy King above the Holy Son and Saint Daughter, but the Holy King has not appeared since ten thousand years ago. All things are left to the Holy Son and Saint Daughter. We usually do things according to the orders of the Holy Son and Holy Maiden.”

He stopped showing up ten thousand years ago?

Tang Chu wondered in his heart, was this holy king killed by the seniors of Xuantian Continent ten thousand years ago?

Or is the Holy King actually still alive, planning a series of things behind his back, hiding in a corner of Xuantian Continent, secretly communicating with the Holy Son and Saint, and cooperating inside and outside?

Or maybe the Holy King is in Yuemin Continent, but it's just like he said, he just doesn't show up.

Feng Qianling then asked: "How many holy envoys are there in the temple? Are there other people in charge?"

"Yes, there are also holy servants. These are people who have not become holy envoys and can only be servants."

"In addition, there are two church masters above the Holy Envoy, one on the left and one on the right. The Holy Envoys all obey their arrangements, but the two of them only obey the orders of the Holy Son and Saint."

"The master of the left hall mainly works for the Holy Son, and the master of the right hall works for the saint."

Tang Chu raised his eyebrows, "Oh, which hall master are you working for?"

The holy envoy looked at "Wu Si" with resentment on his face. Didn't he tell him a long time ago?

"This Holy Envoy told you at the beginning that this Holy Envoy is subordinate to the Zuo Hall Master, but you didn't remember it at all!"

Tang Chu covered his face and worked for a long time, but the silly holy envoy still didn't understand the situation.

She waved her hand and returned to her original appearance, revealing her beautiful face.

The Holy Envoy was a little stunned. He didn't expect that this "Wu Si" was actually a girl.

"You told Wu Si, but you didn't tell me. I don't know. Isn't that normal?" Tang Chu said helplessly.

"The original Wu Si is dead, I killed him."

Seeing Tang Chu tell the news of Wu Si's death with a smile on his face, the Holy Envoy trembled for a moment, and for a moment he no longer dared to stare at Tang Chu.

This beauty is so beautiful, but her heart is really cruel!

How dare he think this vicious woman is beautiful?

Afraid that he would also be killed, the Holy Envoy shrank his head and said cautiously: "Don't kill me! I'll tell you everything I know!"

Feng Qianling retracted the flying knife and glanced at him appreciatively, "Wouldn't it be great if we cooperated like this earlier?"