Emperor of Nine Suns

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Just when many disciples of Xuantianzong went to the sect square one after another. Leng Qianxue bit her lip slightly on the back mountain of Xuantianzong's back mountain, biting her lip slightly, and looking at Chu Chen in front of him with some anxiety: "Master, then...that, if in front of everyone, can I... Can you not call your master for now?"

The young girl looked at the majestic eagle in front of her timidly, lowered her head slightly nervously, and felt a little embarrassed with her arms folded. After all, as my master, I have done such a great help to myself, and I also asked to temporarily hide the title, and I feel blushing when I say it.

Chu Chen squinted at Leng Qianxue and nodded: "It makes sense. If you become the lord of a sect, it is indeed a bit wrong to call my master in front of everyone. So, I will try to do this for the time being and act as your spiritual pet. "The corners of his mouth twitched, he wanted to protect the dignity of the beautiful pet.

After all, it is to help her regain the position of Sect Master. If she is asked to call a black eagle as the master in full view, where is the prestige of that Sect Master?

"Thank you master!"

Hearing what Chu Chen said, Leng Qianxue let out a long sigh of relief and happily hugged Chu Chen's head and kissed him. Although the feathers on the Eagle's body are as hard as fine iron, they have a slightly hot temperature, and they have a lustrous and heavy feel to the touch, and they feel very good.

"Then Master, let's go." Leng Qianxue gently looked at the mountains ahead.

Chu Chen suddenly felt a little warm on his cheeks. To be honest, he hadn't had such affectionate contact with other women except for the little junior sister. If it weren’t for Da Ying’s clone now, I’m afraid he would blush now

Besides, this beauty pet is definitely a super stunner.

"Come on, I'll take you to fly over to frighten them." Chu Chen lowered and motioned for the beautiful pet to sit on it.

"Thank you, Master."

After the beauty pet sat down, Chu Chen fluttered and flew into the deep blue sky with Leng Qianxue.

In a blink of an eye, at the moment of Chen Shi, almost all the disciples of the entire sect had gathered, and there was a loud voice in the entire sect square. One by one, he looked at the high platform intently with a vigorous face.

At this moment, there are clearly two factions on the high platform. The group of people on the left are all middle-aged people who look like they are in their 30s and 40s. The breath is rolling all over their bodies.

The leader is a man with a national character face, who looks upright and upright, but in his eyes, there is a sinister and cruel look from time to time, like a poisonous snake who chooses people and is addicted to it. shudder. This person is the brother of the old sect master, Leng Wanhun, the uncle of Miss Xuan Tianzong Leng Qianxue.

On the other hand, there are all elders, more or less wounded on their bodies, and each one has a vague and vacillating breath. The leader is even a skinny old man, his whole person looks like a pair of bones covered with a layer of shriveled old skin, his figure trembling, seems to be blown down by a gust of wind at any time.

It's just that although these old people don't have the strong aura of the opposite, every disciple looks at them with a look of irresistible respect.

This group of people are the most loyal subordinates of the old sect master. They followed the old sect master to fight in the north and south to create the foundation of Xuan Tianzong. If it hadn't been for their corpses, feet, and thorns, Xuan Tianzong would have no way to develop to the present level.

This is an invisible prestige and general trend. Many new disciples grew up listening to the legendary experience of these old people after entering the Xuantian Sect. It is for this reason that although the young and strong faction has an advantage in strength, they dare not take any tough measures and measures against this group of old people. Otherwise, they will accidentally cause anger and loss of popular support, even if they are in charge of sectarian power. It won’t last long.

With a smile on his face, Leng Wanhun led a group of energetic middle-level sects to the elder Taishang, bowed slightly and saluted: "Half teacher, the disciple is polite."

The Supreme Elder is the master of the old sect master. It is said that the old Sect Master was amazing and brilliant, and he was the proud son of the sky, but his younger brother was mediocre and did nothing in his life.

The two brothers worshipped together under the name of Elder Vientiane. After the Elder Vientiane accepted the old master as his disciple, he dismissed him as an unsuspecting brother and was unwilling to accept him as a master.

Therefore, for a long time, Leng Wanhun was not qualified to call the elders of Vientiane as a "master", and could only be regarded as a "half teacher". Later, the old Sect Master became seriously ill, and Leng Wanhun quickly occupied a place in the Xuantian Sect with his own scheming wrists and became a pivotal figure.

Despite this, the elder of Vientiane dedicated his entire life to the Xuantian Sect and is the only supreme elder of the sect, and his status is respected. Therefore, even if Leng Wanhun now has more than 60% of the power of the sect, the winning ticket is in hand. Under the full view of the public, he still had to do enough etiquette and did not dare to show any disrespect.

Only seeing Leng Wanhun's behavior, the elder Vientiane snorted, and slightly avoided him. "Forget it! Your Excellency is now a high-ranking authority, calling the wind and the rain, your worship, the old man can't bear it!"

"The half-teacher's words are heavy. It's all for the development of the sect. Now that the elder brother and immortal have passed away, you have a high old age, and you can no longer work hard. The little niece is young and ignorant, and it is difficult to be a big responsibility. As a brother, I naturally have to stand up Preside over the overall situation." Leng Wanhun smiled slightly, his words not leaking. However, the elder Wanxiang was angry, and he was about to attack, but couldn't find anything to refute him, and he was immediately angry.

"Huh, uncle really wears a high hat on himself. When my father is here, you hide in the corner and dare not even put a fart. Now that my father is gone, he brazenly said that he would stand up and take charge of the overall situation~www.mtlnovel .com~Don’t be ashamed in front of Grandpa!"

A cold reprimand fell from the sky, causing Leng Wanhun's complexion to change. When he looked up, he saw a gorgeous silver and black figure slowly flying from the sky, causing his pupils to shrink suddenly.

It was an incomparable bird of prey, covered with dazzling silver-black lines, iron wings and steel feathers. A pair of bright silver eyes are like two cold electricity, their eyes are sharp, and they know it is an extremely powerful spirit beast.

And on the back of the raptor of the **** Jun, a graceful figure slowly fell, white clothes like snow, and a beautiful face. It was Leng Qianxue who was supposed to be kidnapped.

"What is that! Is that a carving? Such a huge spiritual carving..." When Leng Wanhun looked up, the other disciples also subconsciously raised their heads. Seeing the eldest lady actually ride an unseen bird of prey to come, suddenly There was an exclamation.

"That's the legendary Dapeng! So the ferocious spirit beast, I really don't know where Missy got it!"

"What Dapeng! A real Dapeng is many times bigger, this is at best just a hawk-like beast!" ()