Jun Wuxie understood the principle of keeping a low profile, and she understood it, but if one day she fell to such a state, the soldiers of the Ruilin Army could only be bullied outside, even if she sacrificed her life, she would let those people know that Ruilin Army was not easy to provoke.

Even if it is broken into pieces, the other party's bones must be removed.

The sharpness in Jun Wuxie's eyes was not like jokes or falsehood. When the Lord of Lingyao Palace was forced by her, his steps were a little stiff.

"I have told them that Lingyao Palace is different from the past. They can leave at any time. I will not hold any responsibility. They don't need to be said to be disciples of Lingyao Palace when they go out." The Lord of Lingyao Palace took two steps back and suddenly turned around, as if he was unwilling to look at Jun Wuxie's sharp eyes.

"They didn't leave." Jun Wuxie mercilessly awakened the perfunctory Lord of Lingyao Palace.

The Lord of Lingyao Palace walked to the soft couch with some annoyance, and his peach eyes were covered with depression, "Little kid, what are you here to do?"

"I said it, cooperation." Jun Wuxie said patiently.

The Lord of Lingyao Palace once again looked at the boy who spoke in front of him with a shocking voice, and his brows frowned slightly.

"I haven't been walking around in the Three Realms for a long time, and I can't remember what's happening outside. I see that your bones are just a teenager in your fifteen or sixteen. How did your purple spirit come about really, this thousand years have passed, and a young man as big as you can break through to the purple spirit outside."

Jun Wuyao looked at the Lord of Lingyao Palace and calculated the chips in her hand. Finally, she sat down at the low table beside her, picked up a glass of wine, and drank it by herself.

"I'm from the lower three realms."

"What" The Lord of Lingyao Palace was stunned for a moment.

The lower three realms

"It's incredible." Jun Wuxie took a sip of wine and raised his eyebrows to look at the Lord of Lingyao Palace. "If the hands of the 12th Palace were not stretched too long and disturbed my life, you really thought I would run to this three realms to seek trouble."

The Lord of Lingyao Palace looked at Jun Wuxie and his expression changed subtly.

This kid is brave enough, but he is very calm and very considerate of his appetite.

"It seems that the little brother is also a story." The Lord of Lingyao Palace hooked his hand with one hand, and the wine pot on the table next to him instantly moved to his hand. Jun Wuxie secretly saw it in his eyes.

She doesn't know how to get things from afar, but only Jun Wuyao has used it.

The strength of the Lingyao Palace Master is indeed extraordinary, but there is one thing that Jun Wuxie always feels a little strange. Why was the Lord of Lingyao Palace so powerful that he could not suppress the internal strife in the hall that the entire Lingyao Palace collapsed and fell into such a field?

Both of them have their own thoughts and their own reservations.

"I'm afraid my little brother is going to the three realms to find me Lingyao Palace. I'm afraid I'm still thinking of Ning Wei Yusha than Wuhua. But one thing is, what do you want to talk to me about cooperation with you? Your strength is good, but it's still far less than me. If I just ask you for your own strength, why do I need your help?" The Lord of Lingyao Palace appreciates Jun Wuxie, but it does not mean that he will be willing to use the entire Lingyao Palace to accompany Jun Wuxie to bet.

After a thousand years, they endured countless humiliations. If there was no sufficient reason, why did he fight against the Twelve Palaces because of a boy from the lower three realms.

Jun Wuxie looked at the Lord of Lingyao Palace and said with a righteous expression:
Chapter completed!