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Chapter 1247 Xuanyuan's last words, fortune and misfortune depend on each other

Three days later, the temple held a banquet and invited all the aspiring people who received the invitation to come and discuss the plan of the human race. If the invitation was received, what if it was not received? Wouldn't you be excluded at that time?

In this way, how can all forces agree?

But how do you get the invitation?

Ye Bufan has the final say.

If you want, then pay for it.

Saying one thousand and saying ten thousand, the new saint is still asking them for money in a different way.

This is so shameless.

This is simply blackmail.

Although Yin Qiufeng was the Holy Son of the Temple, he never took the initiative to ask for money from major families. Many times he would even give various forces some benefits to win them over.

But what about Ye Bufan?

As soon as he took office, he openly blackmailed all forces and was the sage sons of the temple. Why is the gap so big?

But can they refuse?

cannot.

After all, Ye Bufan is not Yin Qiufeng. In the eyes of all forces, Ye Bufan is a complete madman, not to mention that this madman is now on the throne of the Holy Son of the Temple.

Below one person, above tens of millions.

This girl now has great power and cannot afford to offend her, and she dare not provoke her.

What should I do?

I can only spend money to eliminate disasters.

"Okay, it's all gone. I'm going to start seclusion. Three days later, I'm still here. I hope I can see you again." Without waiting for everyone to think about it, Ye Bufan had already spoken again. After he finished speaking, he looked directly at Deputy Palace Master Zhuge who was beside him and said, "Who, let me take Mr. to the inner treasure house of our temple now. In these three days, I'm going to improve my cultivation level."

Upon hearing this, Deputy Palace Master Zhuge was stunned, then looked at Ye Bufan and said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes, please, Your Highness."

One day the emperor and another day the minister.

Deputy Palace Master Zhuge knew very well that now, inside the temple, Yin Qiufeng's era has ended, and Ye Bufan's era is coming. As one of the three deputy palace masters of the temple, if this new saint son was just an ordinary person, he would naturally not care too much. Just like Yin Qiufeng he treated him at the beginning, he could just be disobedient. But Ye Bufan is different now. This is a madman or a fierce man who kills people and slaughter the city without blinking. Deputy Palace Master Zhuge cannot guarantee that if he disobeys Ye Bufan, he will directly kill himself.

The soft ones are afraid of the hard ones, and the hard ones are afraid of the arrogant ones.

It is better not to provoke such people. At least in the view of Deputy Palace Master Zhuge, it is better to wait and see for a while and not act rashly. After all, he doesn't know Ye Bufan very well.

"Let's go."

After the deputy director Zhuge finished speaking, Ye Bufan said.

"yes."

Deputy Palace Master Zhuge responded, and soon, under the leadership of Deputy Palace Master Zhuge, Ye Bufan gradually disappeared from everyone's sight and entered the temple directly.

The people from all the major forces present were stunned.

Including one hundred and eight ancient city families.

They all looked stunned and looked at each other.

After a moment, everyone burst out:

"Just leave like that?"

"Damn, what does he mean? Isn't he going to blackmail us? Now that this person is gone, who will we give to the money?"

"Did we misunderstand him and misinterpret his meaning? Actually... he didn't want to blackmail us? He really just wanted to invite us to the temple to discuss the plan of the human race?"

"fart."

"Yes, you're farting. If you really misunderstand it, it's fine if one or two are just one. Can all of us misunderstand him and misinterpret his meaning? This is clearly a different way to ask us for money."

"But now everyone else has left, and... from what he means, he will spend all three days practicing, that is, he will not see us within these three days. Since he does not see us, how can we give him gifts?"

"I want to know now that he is in seclusion, who will send this invitation?"

"He is a fairy Banban. What does this dog day mean? What does he want to do?"

"Everyone, otherwise...what should we unite to resist him? No matter what he wants to do, we will be unanimous to the outside world. We will not attend this shit banquet, see how he can do us."

‘Brush!!’

As soon as this person finished speaking, people around him scattered.

"You guys are..."

Seeing this scene, the speaker looked shocked.

"Brother Tu, be careful of your words."

Someone immediately spoke in the crowd.

Boycott?

Stop teasing, Ye Bufan is not Yin Qiufeng. This madman is too murderous. If all their forces really join forces to resist him, he will really be able to start a big killing.

As for the Lord of the Temple Ouyang Xian.

Although he can suppress Ye Bufan, can he suppress everyone?

Don’t forget that Ye Bufan still has several demigods and millions of gods under his command. These people are now missing. In this way, there are some things that Ye Bufan doesn’t need to take action on himself. These people can help him. At that time, even if Ouyang Xian, the head of the temple, wants to pursue something, Ye Bufan can still push everything and stay out of the matter.

In this situation, who would dare to provoke Ye Bufan?

In an instant, the person who said he wanted to join forces to resist Ye Bufan suddenly realized. His mind trembled and his face turned pale. Then he said repeatedly: "Everyone, just kidding, just kidding, don't take your words to heart."

Everyone ignored it.

In the crowd, Linghu Youdao suddenly said, "Let's go."

Walk?

Everyone present was stunned and looked at Linghu Youdao again. Someone even asked, "Mr. Linghu, you are leaving like this, what should I do if you invite me?"

"invitation?"

Linghu Youdao sneered: "Do you think that if we continue to stay here, we can receive the invitation for that purpose?"

"this……"

Everyone hesitated slightly.

They don’t know if they can receive invitations if they stay here, but what else can they do if they don’t stay here? Could it be that they just leave? In this way, if they don’t receive invitations at that time, what should they do?

As if he understood the thoughts of everyone present, Linghu Youdao continued: "The current situation is that we can't enter the temple and he can't come out. This is obviously a dead end. If it is really as we think, he wants to ask us for benefits, then he will definitely make arrangements and take action in the future. If that's the case, why should we wait here and go home and wait the same?"

After the words came, Linghu Youdao shouted sternly again: "Second, take Jaston with you and let's go."

"Yes, father."

When Linghu was in the charity sale, someone immediately responded.

Afterwards, the Linghu family and his party left directly with Jaston, whose cultivation was deposed.

Only then did everyone around him come back to their senses.

I have to say that Linghu Youdao is right. If Ye Bufan really wants to take the opportunity to blackmail them, he will definitely find all major forces again. Since that is the case, why should they continue to stay here and wait stupidly?

Anyway, they are the extorted party, so why should they be anxious?

For a moment, everyone else left one after another.

As for Jastone...

Although everyone present hated him, and even many of them wanted to eat his meat and drink his blood, Linghu Miaomiao of Linghu's Linghu family was also harmed by Jastone. They believed that the Linghu family would never spare Jastone easily. Moreover, since Linghu Youdao did not kill Jastone directly, he must have thought that killing Jastone directly was too cheap.

In this way, what's wrong with letting the Linghu family take Jastone away? The results are the same anyway, Jastone will never have a good ending, just this is enough.

A crowd is surging.

After a while, all the 108-generation families and other families present left, leaving only more than 300 temple deacons and Xuanyuan Wudi in the huge square.

Xuanyuan Wudi said lightly:

"In recent years, I, Xuanyuan Invincible, have all my mechanisms and are doing every step of the way, but I didn't expect that in the end, I would get such a result. However... Yin Qiufeng died and Jaston was doomed. You can bury me with me, and I won't lose. It's a pity... Ye Tianxiong, I'm defeated, not because I'm not as good as you, but because you are lucky than me, just because you gave birth to an amazing son."

"But, do you think you really won?"

"The Temple Son, good and misfortune depend on each other."

“You really think the temple is as simple as you see it?

"Do you really think Ouyang Xian is as selfless as everyone thinks?"

"Hahaha……"

"Hahaha……"

"Misfortune is where blessings depend, blessings are where disasters are hidden."

"Ye Tianxiong, Ye Bufan, wait. Your fate... may not be much better than me, hahaha..."

Xuanyuan Wudi's raging laughter echoed between heaven and earth. Suddenly, a sharp dagger appeared out of thin air in his hand. Xuanyuan Wudi moved his right hand and the dagger passed through his throat.

'puff!!';

The knife passed, and blood splattered.

‘Bang!!’

With a dull sound, Xuanyuan Wudi fell to the ground and died.
Chapter completed!
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