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Chapter 1727

On the Martial Arts Hall.

"Pu"

A shiny white cup was thrown to the ground.

The white porcelain cup, which looked extremely thin, flipped it on the ground for a few rounds and then lies quietly.

It has clearly broken a corner, but it still reflects extraordinary brilliance under the sunlight.

It's not an ordinary thing at first glance!

It's obviously just a small tea cup.

But it is as white as jade, as bright as a mirror, as thin as paper, and sound like a chime.

Extraordinary treasure!

Anyone who has some research on porcelain will definitely be squirted by the scene before him, and the treasures of the world will be thrown on the ground like garbage.

It's really a waste of resources!

Of course, if you look slightly, you can find that this unique treasure is everywhere.

Can things everywhere still be treasures?

Of course!

The thin eggshell cup is naturally a rare treasure in the outside world. It has only been searched for the entire world and has only been passed down to this day.

The only one in the Celestial Empire is still displayed in the Capital Museum.

This thing is naturally a rare treasure among rare treasures.

But in the Palace of the Martial Arts, it is really no different from garbage, and it can only be used as an vent when the owner is angry.

The atmosphere in the huge Wushu Palace seemed a bit solemn.

The maid in gorgeous clothes shivered on the side.

Because the young master of my family was so angry that he was throwing things.

All the decorations that could be seen in the eyes were thrown to the ground.

It can be seen how angry the owner here is.

"You go down." Just as the fear in the eyes of the master maids became increasingly strong, a black shadow appeared at the door of the Lunwu Palace.

The visitor was wearing a navy blue robe, with beautiful jade hanging on his waist, holding Bodhi in his hands, with a kind face, and a gentleman from the turbid world came to his face.

The maid left in a hurry like an amnesty, and no one dared to provoke Ji Shishui, who was burning in the fire.

"Father, why are you here?"

After venting, Ji Shishui calmed down again and his expression calmed down again, but the hostility between his eyebrows could not be erased.

"My son is a little out of control!"

"What's Chen Feng like? Just a mess from the outside world, he actually treated me like this in front of everyone, I..."

When everything on the martial arts platform appeared in my mind again, Ji Shishui's face began to become ferocious.

The murderous aura burst out in his eyes.

"Hmph!" Just as Ji Shishui was about to be out of control, the person's face suddenly became cold, and he waved his hand casually.

Ji Shishui fell to the ground directly, and the porcelain pieces on the ground turned into phosphor under the kneeling!

"Father!"

"I have been reclining for so long and still have no prospects. No wonder I was easily suppressed by Chen Feng!"

"I!"

"Don't say it anymore, I didn't think about it before taking action. If Chen Feng was so easy to deal with, then the heads of the family would not be so embarrassed now!"

"But!"

"But what? Others don't know what the martial arts conference is for. Don't you know yet?"

"I know, I'm..."

"Get out! How come my Han family's inheritance for countless years has produced such a waste! What is the surface scenery? It's just a rootless duckweed. Whoever laughs the most is the real winner? Do I have to teach you this? Don't stand here, don't you go back to practice?"
Chapter completed!
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