What?&1t;/p>

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Everyone present was shocked when they heard what Ji Feng said. How could this be possible with the consent of Senior Wangxian?&1t;/p>

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"What the hell, you don't believe it? Haven't you noticed that Mu Bai is not here? He was discussing Taoism with Senior Wangxian." Ji Feng said lightly again.&1t;/p>

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People were completely shocked. Wangxian Mountain has existed for a long time, but people have never heard of anyone who has received the inheritance.&1t;/p>

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"Do you really think that I am a three-year-old child? How dare you lie to me with such words?" The Holy Son shouted fiercely, and was about to overturn the fire and rice pot next to Ji Feng.&1t;/

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"Hey, you little brat, who didn't wear his belt and exposed you? If you dare to make trouble here again, I'll suppress you!" Ji Feng said in a louder voice.&1t;/p>

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Moreover, his words were also completely obscene and tasteless, which made the Holy Son so angry that his face suddenly turned pale. As for the many female cultivators present, their pretty faces turned red, and they kept cursing Ji Feng for being obscene, don't do it.

Face.&1t;/p>

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"Ran Zhu, is this the saint-child level figure you call?" Bingxue looked at Ran Zhu, with a condescending questioning tone in her voice.&1t;/p>

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"Senior sister, I can still lie to you. If you don't believe it, you can take action. But if you become the first ghost of the holy war in this world, then don't blame your sister for not warning you in advance." Ran Zhu replied coldly, and then

The deep sisterly love just now is gone.&1t;/p>

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In the Bingyun Sect, the two of them were already at odds with each other. If it weren't for the sect's reputation, Ran Zhu wouldn't have tried to persuade her.&1t;/p>

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However, what she didn't expect was that Bingxue would not give her face and started questioning her in front of everyone, which made her feel angry.&1t;/p>

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There was a conflict between the Bingyun Sect saint and the quasi-saint, which was unexpected by people. They were all shocked by Ji Feng's words, but now they are suddenly conflicted by Bingxue and Ran Zhu.

I was shocked.&1t;/p>

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At the same time, people are also shocked by the competition between the Bingyun Sect, which is as cruel as the Holy War!&1t;/p>

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"Ran Zhu, don't forget your identity?" Bingxue said angrily, covered in chill, freezing everywhere!&1t;/p>

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"Of course I know what my identity is, but you should not forget your identity. You are not the sect leader yet. Don't try to label me as a rebel. In my Bingyun Sect, the strong will come first and the weak will come down.

Today, I, Ran Zhu, am not afraid of you!" Ran Zhu's voice was cold, and the chill that suddenly appeared on his body was as cold as ice and snow.&1t;/p>

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Seeing the conflict between them, the Holy Son, who had been humiliated by Ji Feng before, stopped talking, and his eyes flashed with an inexplicable light, which made people very puzzled.&1t;/p>

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"I finally heard who he is. He is the Holy Son of the most popular building!" Suddenly, a loud shout came from the crowd.&1t;/p>

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After hearing this man's words, everyone suddenly woke up. When they looked at the Holy Son of Zuihuanlou one by one, their eyes became more than just awe.&1t;/p>

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Murder is invisible. What happened just now was obviously done deliberately by him in order to provoke a conflict between Ran Zhu and Bingxue. However, his mind and calculation were too deep, and he actually calculated everything.&1t

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Of course, because of this, people have also seen how deep the hatred between Zuihuanlou and Bingyun Sect is!&1t;/p>

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Bingxue and Ran Zhu's pretty faces were cold, and they all stared at the Holy Son in Zuihuan Tower with unkind expressions. Their wisdom was not weak either. Almost as soon as that person told the origin of the Holy Son in Zuihuan Tower, they knew

Fell into a trap.&1t;/p>

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For a moment, everyone who was a member of the Bingyun Sect here looked gloomy, and a chill spread across the world!&1t;/p>

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However, to say that the one who is the most angry is Bing Xue. After all, in what just happened, the most embarrassing thing was her, a saint.&1t;/p>

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It's just that when everyone is prosperous and everyone suffers, the anger in the hearts of Ran Zhu and others is actually not small. Others can forget it, but if they like Lou the most, then they will definitely speak out unanimously!&1t;/p>

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"The Saint of Bingyun Sect is nothing more than that, but the quasi-Saint is quite to my liking!" Saint Zihuanlou said with a smile, and the gloom on his face just now turned into evil.&1t;/p>

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His words could be described as heart-breaking words, completely putting an end to the reconciliation between Bingxue and Ran Zhu, because even if Ran Zhu agreed, Bingxue couldn't swallow the feeling in her heart.&1t;/p>

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The dignified saint was actually considered inferior to a quasi-saint. As a saint, how could Bingxue endure it? Moreover, before this, there was a competitive relationship between her and Ran Zhu.&1t;/p>

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Of course, through his words just now, the Holy Son Zui Huanlou conveyed another purpose of his holy war, which was to suppress Ran Zhu. This made Ran Zhu's heart suddenly feel cold.

Killing intent.&1t;/p>

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For a moment, everyone was solemn. Could it be that the first sign of the Holy War is about to appear?&1t;/p>

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"Go, go, go, all the same, even if you cook a meal, you won't be left alone. Why don't you use bean bags as dry food?" Looking at the tense Ran Zhu and the other two people, Ji Feng suddenly became unhappy.&1t;/p>

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Under the influence of the three of them, the fire under his pot was almost extinguished. How could he, who only wanted to cook, endure it?&1t;/p>

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It's also strange that after Ji Feng finished speaking, the tense atmosphere in the venue immediately dissipated, as if his existence was to end the conflict.&1t;/p>

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As Ran Zhu and others dissipated the pressure, the fire under the pot started roaring again. Soon, the smell of fragrant rice wafted out of the pot, which was mouth-watering.&1t;/p>

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Just when they thought of what Jifeng did, everyone resisted the urge to eat, because everyone present was afraid of eating themselves to death.&1t;/p>

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After the rice was cooked, the two fish being cooked by Ji Feng on the side slowly began to smell fragrant. They were indeed both delicious and delicious.&1t;/p>

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"The old man is quite right, the ones cooked by me are more delicious than mine," Jifeng kept mumbling as he looked at the two grilled fishes that were full of fragrance and said, "Let's have a taste."&1t;/

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As he said that, Ji Feng picked up a grilled fish that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside.&1t;/p>

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But just when he was about to eat, he spoke again and said: "I said, you also want to try my craftsmanship?"&1t;/p>

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But what was embarrassing was that no one paid him any attention. He scratched his head, rolled his eyes, and ran up to Hui Neng with the grilled fish and said, "Honest monk, how about you order some?"&1t

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To be continued...