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 in controlling the Ling Palace, and he planned to keep the Ling Palace as it is.

But if they did not know what was going on, they said that they would not have to exchange blood for the upper floors of the palace and expel them all.

Boom Boom Boom--

Suddenly, melodious bells came from the palace.

Inside and out of the hall, the spiritual masters walked out one after another, and went to the bells in groups of three to five.

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 in the area. 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.

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

Palace owner?

Why, Shi Jufeng hasn't left yet?

Stepping inside, I saw a stranger sitting on the highest throne. Should the palace owner sit?

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

He 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 was coming, he still made his own gesture and regarded himself as the master of the Ling Palace.

Xia Qingchen knew what kind of plan he had in mind.

"When Shi Juefeng, let him come out to speak." Xia Qingchen said lightly without taking care of the chair behind him.

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 am asking about Shi Juefeng."

The attitude that does not put Huang Liang's dream in the eyes is clear.

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

"The former palace owner, Shi Fengfeng, has left the Ling Palace, and now I am the new one. You can talk to me about anything." Huang Liangmeng leaned back, his arms folded across his chest, and he stood down.

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

He took all the deeds and covenants of the palace and threw them on the table, indicating that he is the real master of the palace.

Huang Liangmeng's eyelids jumped, like a kid who was nobody in sight.

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

This is clearly the robber logic.

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

Huang Liang's dream paused, and his tone softened: "Of course, I won't let you lose. These land leases and agreements, since you sent them specially, we certainly won't let you lose."

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

Ten billion?

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

Ten billion yuan, just want to take back the title deeds and agreements?

There is no such cheap thing in the world!

Xia Qingchen turned a deaf ear to his words, took out the title deeds, and said lightly: "Eight Gardens, Thirteen Palaces, and Forty-nine Refining Chambers in the Spirit Palace, now take back!"

Then took out ten cooperation agreements: "Ten major cooperation projects with the military palace, the second-class family Mubian Li Man, the Cao Gang, the Tianhe Gang, etc., now withdraw!"

Finally, a thick pile of employment agreements was taken out: "Huang Liangmeng, Zhou Xingkang, Zhang Chengbin... the above 308 were employed, now take back!"

Seeing that Xia Qingchen was talking to herself, he was forced to take back the palace, and Huang Liangmeng interrupted coldly, saying, "Why do you take it back?"

This is ridiculous!

If he is not blind,

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 the 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 being cruel.

Huang Liangmeng's eyes were a little gloomy, and Xia Qingchen was hard 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 entered the building and stood on both sides of the hall, their eyes blank.

Many were refining nirvana, and they were suddenly summoned to ring the bell and startled.

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

The spiritual masters all looked at Xia Qingchen, as if they had already guessed something.

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

It is clear that he wants to monopolize the Ling Palace, but at this moment, everyone is bound together and he claims to use the word "we".

Sure enough, as soon as this statement came out, the spiritual masters who had long received high-level communication immediately expressed severe opposition.

An elderly spiritualist, looking down on 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 speak clearly, but the meaning inside and outside the words was that the spiritual master was very honorable.

"Our spiritualists use skyfire, refining nirvana, and enjoy the best materials in the world. Do you all understand these?" The old spiritualist is the representative of the spiritualists, asking questions with a loud voice.

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 senior 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 bears behind him, and said awe-inspiringly: "The Spirit Palace is the Spirit Palace of the Spirit Master! 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 will not let you succeed. If we don't go, we will blame all our spirit palace for being rude and throw you out!"

Speaking of this, there is no room for the two sides 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, and straightened his chest and said: "Do not change the name, sit and change the surname, the old man Zhang Chengbin! If you don't agree, 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 read Zhang Chengbin's contract. The above said that the Ling Gong hired Zhang Chengbin as the first-class spiritual master of the Ling Gong, and issued a 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, and left the Ling Palace."