Xuan Zhen in the tea room next door cursed Xuan Qingzi.

His younger brother has been practicing for so many years, and he is still a straw bag. The main reason is that he is so good.

"Master, don't be angry, a man." Zhao Wuye smiled and poured a cup of tea for Xuan Zhen.

"It's not good, it's not good!"

At this time, Zhao Dongjun ran in panic out of the outside.

"What are you panicked!" Zhao Wuye scolded him.

"Master Xuan Zhen, it's not good." Zhao Dongjun swallowed his mouth, panting his breath, "What you buried in the construction site was found by He Jiarongquan and burned!"

"What?!" Xuan Zhen's complexion changed, "How is it possible?"

"Really, it is true! He made a few Buddha beads and threw it into the pit of buried gray boxes, and completely broke your array method!" Zhao Dongjun hurriedly said.

Zhao Wuye's complexion changed, and his tone was panicked: "Master, I have said, this He Jiarong him ... he is not ordinary!"

Xuan Zhen didn't speak calmly, and then sneered, "Don't panic, wait for a few days, I will make him look good immediately!"

"Don't wait, let's watch it now."
Chapter completed!