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Chapter Twelve Win(2/2)

"My Pheasant, you lost!" Saint Ximen took a deep breath and said.

"I don't have one, I still have a chance!" The queen of the pheasant said anxiously.

Saint Ximen smiled bitterly, and then looked at Yan Chuan who was still free and easy.

Sun God Pearl, will you win?

The pheasant opposite seemed to be unwilling to believe in the game at this moment. But he could not fall down with Bai Zi in his hand. The pheasant's eyes were even covered with blood.

"Minister of Pheasant!" Saint Ximen shouted.

With a shout, the pheasant suddenly shuddered and woke up.

Looking at the chessboard, a bitter look appeared on the back of the pheasant's face: "Emperor Yan, he has a good chess power, he is losing!"

The pheasant queen took out the jade box of the Sun God Bead and handed it to Yan Chuan.

Yan Chuan took it and handed it to Jin Dayu and said, "Jin Dayu, thank you for your hard work in protecting the road of the underworld over the years. I will reward you with this thing!"

"Ah? Me?" Jin Dayu said in surprise.

"Hahaha, take it!" Yan Chuan smiled and stuffed it over.

From the beginning, Yan Chuan saw the desire in Jin Dayu's eyes, but Jin Dayu kept holding it up.

"Thank you, King Sheng!" Jin Dayu said excitedly.

Around me, countless cultivators were confused. The Sun God Pearl was rewarded at will. What kind of Dazhen Holy Court is the benefit of this?

"Emperor Yan!" said the queen of Pheasant's face a little strange.

"What's wrong?" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"The things that were before were very important to me. I wonder if Emperor Yan could give up. I can exchange them with you!" The queen of the pheasant said anxiously.

"Switch?" Yan Chuan suddenly smiled, and this was what Yan Chuan was waiting for.

Just as Yan Chuan was about to speak.

"Ming~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

In the distance, a phoenix sound suddenly came from the sky.

Everyone looked at it, but saw a huge chariot flying in the distance. The one who pulled the chariot were seven huge phoenixes, with different colors and shining into the sky. On the terrace of the chariot, there were hundreds of figures standing, each of them being extremely arrogant.

"The car of the third prince of the Phoenix clan? The seven-phoenix chariot?" The queen of the pheasant raised her eyebrows.

"The Third Prince of the Phoenix Clan?" Yan Chuan's eyes also condensed. Wasn't it the one he proposed to Mo Yuxi?

In the distance, there was a valley, Shangguan Wan'er sneered and said, "We're finally here!"

"Ming!" "Ming!" "Ming!"......

The seven phoenixes roared together, and the huge seven phoenix chariot stopped at the sky of the Broken Yang Hall.

"Mr. Pheasant, pay homage to the third prince!" Mahjong bowed to the Seven Phoenix Chariot with great respect.

"Kuang!"

The main hall of the Seven Phoenix Chariot opened, and from the inside, a man who looked like a young man slowly walked out. The man was extremely handsome, a little weird, with a colorful light on his eyes.

Step out of the hall slowly.

From top to bottom, overlooking the Ruiyang Palace Square.

"It turns out that the saint is here too. My nephew has met the saint!" The third prince smiled slightly.

"The Third Prince, don't be polite!" Saint Ximen nodded.
Chapter completed!
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