Du Gu stomped and said.
"Oh, it turns out that the sister is angry about this matter."
Jun Lingtian sat down with a smile.
"Do you think the temple is so easy to enter?"
"What do you mean?"
Jun Lingtian sneered.
"Yes, there are indeed many treasures in the temple, but it also depends on whether she has such good luck to take it away."
"You mean, she might be in danger?"
Du Gu's eyes lit up suddenly.
"Oh, it's not possible, but it must be!"
Jun Lingtian's face was full of pride.
"Sister, you probably don't know that our temple in Daluo is guarded by a master of the royal family."
"This master has never participated in earthly disputes, he is only responsible for guarding the temple. Moreover, his strength is definitely the first person in the royal family!
"You Da Luo, there are such powerful masters?"
"Yes, and this elder, I knew when I was a kid, he always hurt me very much. But, because of ethnic regulations, he is not convenient to shoot outsiders. However, as long as you enter the temple, it will be different. Here, he has the absolute right to dispose! "
"What about then? You can't openly kill the slut?"
"Oh, although I can't kill her in a large audience, it's still easy to find trouble for her."
Jun Lingtian touched her hair very intimately.
"You also know that there are so many formations and prohibitions in the temple. It is really easy to kill individuals."
A cold light flashed in his eyes.
"That bitch thought it was a good thing to enter the temple? Ha ha, then she was so wrong!"
"Okay, tomorrow, I must go and see for myself, what the shell will happen!"
Du Gujing said excitedly.
The next day, Emperor Yun'an and the heads of the four major families all gathered on Canglang Shenshan in the north of the city.
This is also the day of Daluo's annual sacrifice to heaven.
Emperor Yun'an stood in front of the temple, his face gloomy.
Like a dead dad.
The four masters behind him are also an expression of collective constipation.
Ye Qingli stood in front of them with a smile.
Everyone looked at Ye Qingli's eyes, all of them gritted their teeth.
Let her enter the temple, but not Bai Jin.
Because every time the temple is opened, the number of places to enter is regulated.
Ye Qingli occupies one, and their quota will be reduced by one.
In other words, people from the royal family and the four big families will have to enter one less in the future.
Now, they looked at Jun Aohan next to Ye Qingli, and Leng Yechen next to them.
It's almost vomiting blood.
Why are there so many people here ...
Emperor Yun'an face sank like water.
"I only promised to let her into the temple, but not so many people!"
Jun Aohan still wears that scary ghost face.
With arms folded, he said lightly: "Qin Lizhan, of course, is the quota you gave. In addition, don't all the four big families lose, they should of course give up each quota."
After hearing his words.
Chi Xiaotian and others simply vomited blood collectively.
by……
This ghost king's arithmetic is too good to be against the sky?
Does this count?
It's really a dead man's life!
It ’s not over without killing them!
However, what Jun Aohan said was justified.So that they can't refute at all.