At this time, Su Chen suddenly shook his finger and said with a faint smile: "He is protecting you!"

Everyone was shocked, this was a naked provocation.

Wu Xuan and the other two immediately turned extremely gloomy, but it was obvious that they could not take action directly here.

"Then let's go and see!"

Wu Xuan said a coldly and passed by Su Chen.

"Sure enough, sparks came out from the collision!"

"It seems that after the alchemist meeting, they will definitely have a bloody battle. I just don't know what kind of confidence Su Chen is so arrogant. Could it be that he will never leave Longjiang City in his life?"

"I think it's true that Wu Qian wants his life."

Everyone talked about it.

It was not until the arrival of Zen Master Jiuhua from the South China Realm that people's attention was distracted.

Zen Master Jiuhua is a monk with a white jade face and kind-eyed and kind-eyed monk. He wore a cassock and held a tin staff in his hand. A gentle Buddha light was always lingering around his body.

It gives people the feeling that it is solemn and sacred and inviolable.

"This donor, Yin Tang is dark, and there may be a bloody disaster recently."

Zen Master Jiuhua came alone, and as soon as he came up, he actually stared at Su Chen, and his words were amazing.

"A bloody disaster?"

"I heard that Buddhism in the South China Realm is prosperous, and Zen Master Jiuhua is even reincarnated as an Arhat. He has the supernatural powers of looking at faces, observing the secrets of heaven, and knowing the destiny of heaven. He all said that Su Chen had a blood disaster, so Su Chen must be finished."

The people around him showed a hint of shock on their faces.

"I don't know if Zen Master has any explanation?"

Even Xiao Liu couldn't sit still and went forward to ask.

"The person who tied the bell must be untied! I hope the donor will do it himself. Don't act irritably, otherwise you will definitely be killed!"

"Amitabha!"

After saying that, Zen Master Jiuhua shook his head and left.

"What does this mean?" Xiao Liu felt puzzled.

"Pretending to be a ghost, listen to his treacherous?"

Su Chen shook his head, not obeying it at all.

He doesn't believe in fate, he only believes in himself!

What's more, the most indispensable thing in his life is his impulse!

"Monkey is right! You are dead boy!"

Suddenly, a sarcastic sound rang out and instantly spread all over the world.

A handsome young man wearing a white silver dragon robe appeared.

He is tall, has a perverse and proud posture, especially in his eyes as bright as the sun and the moon, there is a disdain that looks at everything as nothing.

"The prince of the Tianlong Dynasty, Long Aotian!"

"What? Is that guy who is known as the number one genius in the Huanglong Realm?"

"Yes, I heard that he has the holy bloodline, but I don't know whether it is true or false."

"Long Aotian? What an arrogant name, I just don't know what it means."

Many foreign experts subconsciously showed a chill on their faces after hearing this name.
Chapter completed!