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Chapter 1522: Stealing People 4

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"Everyone, have you talked enough?" Jun Wuxie's voice suddenly rang in the venue.

The people of the Twelve Halls, who had already blushed and had a thick neck, immediately turned their attention to Jun Wuxie. There were many things that the two halls had liked the same person in the Gods Fight Conference, and basically at this time they would hand over the choice to the selected ones. Of course, this was not what they were willing to do, but the rules of the Gods Fight Conference.

Now all the Twelve Halls have expressed their interest in Jun Wuxie. There are quite a few halls that Jun Wuxie can choose. There are very few such things that the Twelve Halls like a person at the same time.

"Sorry, I have already chosen the hall I want to enter." Jun Wuxie looked at the people from the 12th Hall and said slowly.

"oh?"

When everyone heard Jun Wuxie say this, he felt energetic.

The teenagers who were completely ignored were secretly gritting their teeth, wishing that Jun Wuxie would finish his choice and get out of here. With her, these prides of heaven on weekdays were so completely ignored like dust.

It is said that goods are worth throwing away, and people are so angry that they don’t want to stand with Jun Wuxie at all!

Jun Wuxie slowly took out a jade pendant from his sleeve, looked up at the expectant people and said, "At the end of the game, someone handed me this item % to me, and the one I chose was the hall where the owner of this item was."

Jun Wuxie's words made the people in the Twelve Palaces stunned for a moment, and they subconsciously looked at the jade pendant.

However, after seeing the jade pendant clearly, the faces of the elders of the Twelve Halls turned blue and white in an instant.

"Little kid, do you know who the jade pendant in your hand belongs to?" The face of the elder of the Zi Lei Palace, whose sales volume was originally corresponding, had become a little gloomy.

Jun Wuxie put the jade pendant into his sleeve, looked up slightly at the elders with displeasure and said, "The Lord of Lingyao Palace."

"You little dear, you are young and ignorant. We don't care about you, but your skills are good. Do you don't know where Lingyao Palace is? You should choose a temple that doesn't even have a foothold?" The elder of the Fuhua Palace frowned, thinking that this kid was either crazy or stupid.

Their twelve halls invited her, and she could let go of her choice, but she chose the worst result!

Lingyao Palace, the hall that was kicked from the Twelve Hall more than a thousand years ago, the Lingyao Palace that was suppressed by them for nearly a thousand years, and now can only hide its head and tail and survive everywhere... Even a fool knows that choosing Lingyao Palace is definitely a wrong choice.

Jun Wuxie ignored the questioning of the elder of the Fuhua Palace. She just turned her head and looked at Su Jingyan who had been watching the show.

"Did Lingyao Palace ever have the right to choose the God Fighting Conference?"

Su Jingyan, who had always watched the wall, did not expect that Jun Wuxie would suddenly throw this problem to him. The smile on his face instantly solidified. His narrow eyes half-closed at Jun Wuxie's deserted little face, and he was a little confused about what this little ghost meant.

but……

"Lingyao Palace naturally has this right." Su Jingyan said with a smile. Although Jiugong would not interfere in recruiting soldiers in the Twelve Palaces, this did not prevent him from mixing up.

Su Jingyan's words made the elders of the Twelve Palaces look extremely ugly. Although they were dissatisfied with Su Jingyan, they dared not say anything more.

After all, Su Jingyan is one of the Nine Palaces, a member of the Tianlang Palace!

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