The women were still whispering, and the lazy and low voice behind the hall sounded again.

"It's a great pleasure to have friends coming from afar. I just don't know why this guest has used such despicable means to my disciples in Lingyao Palace!"

The voice was lazy and low, not as clear and graceful as a woman's voice.

When the words came to the ground, the gauze that enveloped the hall was instantly swept up by a strong wind. At the top of the hall, there was a soft couch. A man in pink was leaning on the soft couch, supporting his head with one hand, and staring at Jun Wuxie with his eyes smoothly.

The owner of Lingyao Palace turned out to be a man...

Jun Wuxie was really shocked by the truth in front of him.

In the huge Lingyao Hall, many disciples are women, but there is only one hall master who is a male.

Almost instantly, Jun Wuxie had no good impression of this nobleman from Lingyao Palace.

"Your Highness!" When the man showed his face, all the women knelt on the ground, and even Zi Jin knelt on the ground, looking at His Highness Lingyao Palace in confusion.

"Your Highness... am I..." Zi Jin felt a buzzing sound in his mind, and some things seemed to be unable to be under his control.

The Lord of Lingyao Palace suddenly sat up, waved his hand gently, and his wide cuffs brushed past the pink peach blossom in front of him in the air. A strange fragrance suddenly penetrated into Zijin's breath.

In just a moment, Zi Jin's dizzy mind suddenly became awake. She looked at Jun Wuxie standing behind her in surprise, with a look of shock.

"Why...why are you here..."

The strange but familiar scenes surged in my mind, causing a burst of pain in Zijin's mind.

Jun Wuxie glanced at the hall master, squatted down, placed a bottle of elixir in front of Zi Jin, then stood up and said, "Lingyao Palace has been hidden in the world for a long time. If it weren't for a chance encounter today, I'm afraid I wouldn't have seen it. Although I offended it, please forgive me."

Zi Jin stood on the ground, staring at the medicine bottle in front of him.

"It's rare that people still remember my Lingyao Palace. I wonder what this young master came today?" The Lord of Lingyao Palace looked up and down at Jun Wuxie, and there was no sign of much hostility.

"Cooperation." Jun Wuxie narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Cooperate?" The Lord of Lingyao Palace looked at Jun Wuxie in confusion. After hesitating for a moment, he asked the other disciples in the hall to retreat, leaving only him and Jun Wuxie in the hall.

When Jun Wuxie saw him doing this, he knew that this person's strength was definitely above him, otherwise he would not have been alone with her so rashly.

Now that things have come to this point, Jun Wuxie didn't plan to waste time, so he said straight to the point: "For so many years, Lingyao Palace has been suppressed by the Twelve Palaces everywhere. Have you ever thought about fighting back?"

The Lord of Lingyao Palace has a handsome face, and her pair of peach blossom eyes seem to contain a deep affection. Even though he frowned slightly now, it still makes people feel unique.

"This little brother, what you want to tell me is that you cooperate with me to defeat the Twelve Halls today?" His eyes widened slightly, looking at such a brave young man.

"What's wrong?" Jun Wuxie raised his eyebrows slightly.

The Lord of Lingyao Palace burst out laughing and walked barefoot on the smooth marble floor. He picked up a pot of wine, raised his head and poured it down freely. The slightly moist corners of his eyes were half-closed, and his eyes swept towards Jun Wuxie, but there was a sharp cold light.

"I don't know who you are, nor do you have any grudges with the Twelve Palaces, but if you want to use my Lingyao Palace as a knife, you might as well think too simple!"
Chapter completed!