The leading Panlonghui general should have nearly perfect Sequence 6 strength and may advance at any time. No wonder he was chosen to lead this team.

However, the strength of the Panlong Society was far beyond what was in front of her. The girl continued to scan the Panlong Society team that was worshiping the mountain.

Although she can hide it from others, to her, this kind of thing is like a silver mirror hanging on the thread. She can clearly see that there are several Sequence 6 masters in the Panlong Club team who have not taken action, and they may not have no successors.

Hands, maybe there will be a Sequence 7 crowd and the finale at the back to prevent accidents.

It was just a condolence, even with the idea of ​​suppressing the opponent's reputation and arrogance, it was too risky to transfer so many experts to the enemy's headquarters. The Panlong Society might have a deeper plan.

However, for now, let's go with the hall master to burn incense sticks for the deceased old man.

Lorraine Hill jumped down from the stone, making several guests walking nearby look curious and surprised. Then this beautiful girl walked step by step towards the main memorial hall, which was full of people.

In the high hall, incense filled the air. Personnel responsible for the sacrificial ceremony were sitting on both sides of the hall in white clothes, chanting ancient congratulations and songs, while people who came to express their condolences lit incense and inserted it in front of the hall.

In the big cauldron, he bowed and bowed, chanting in low voice to worship.

"Miss Jialan is here, then come with me." Hall Master Yu, who was standing in the crowd, saw Lorraine Hill and waved to her, and then they walked forward together.

"The branch master of Fuyunzhou, Yu Luchen, came to pay homage to the old sect master." He held up the incense, bent over, and then slowly knelt on the ground. After kowtowing three times, he slowly stood up and inserted the incense in his hand.

In the bronze cauldron.
Chapter completed!