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Chapter 1777 merciless operation

After swallowing a mouthful of old blood, Wen Peng handed out a space ring in his hand, "I wonder if these are enough?"

The Holy Yuan issued a death order, so the Lord also bleeded heavily this time.

The many apology even shook Hong Miyamoto's exhibition, which was enough to support any small family in the seventh and eighth tiers to the first and second tiers.

However, these supplies were put into two storage rings by him.

Yun Qingyan used his spiritual sense to sweep the storage ring, and was not amazed in his heart. He is worthy of being a force that has been passed down from the Dongming Realm for thousands of years, and his foundation is extraordinary.

But she didn't show her face, and slapped the storage ring on the table, lifting her eyes lightly, "Is this your sincerity?"

Wen Peng vomited blood. If there were so many resources, if you were another ordinary practitioner, you would have been so happy that you couldn't find him.

But remembering what the adult said, the person who offended was a very good background. If it were a powerful force on Shengyuan Da 6, he had indeed seen more good things.

"Look at my memory. Haha, there is one here, I will present it to the adults." Wen Peng smiled and handed over another space ring.

OK! This old guy really hides his own heart!

Yun Qingyan was just trying it out, urging him, but he didn't expect that he really hid another one.

Taking the space ring over, Yun Qingyan's face still looked calm, and his obsidian-like deep eyes stared at Wen Peng, causing a little cold sweat to appear on his forehead.

Wen Peng was anxious, "Old Master! This is really the most apology we can give out.

These have shaken our foundation!”

Shaking the foundation of the Red Palace? How many cultivation resources are there! The others were shocked and looked at Yun Qingyan’s eyes with fire.

Look at Wen Peng's watch is not like making a fake, Yun Qingyan played with two storage rings and lowered his eyes.

"Almost."

Not being polite, so straightforward!

A fire rushed toward the head! Wen Peng almost turned his back. He remembered the Lord's serious and consolidating surface, and the cluster of fire seemed to be poured down by a basin of ice water.

This matter can be related to the life and death of the Red Palace.

When the Red Palace is destroyed, you and I will definitely be buried in the nest, and the corpse will not exist.

Although I don’t know where the young girl in front of me, who is not very good at cultivation has such great energy, Wen Peng still swallowed the breath in his heart.

Take out a storage ring from his finger. Although he was laughing, his watch always smelled of gritting teeth, which was very strange. "Your Excellency, this is my own storage ring, and I'll give it to you to apologize.

Now, I'm on, really, no, there."

The last sentence popped out of his mouth almost word by word.

Yun Qingyan also knew it was time to stop.

He took away the three storage rings together and then raised his black eyes to look at him, "I have already felt the sincerity of the palace. I can pretend that this misunderstanding has never been born."

Wen Peng showed a comfortable smile on his face, and he made up his mind to go back and ask for reimbursement, "Then we have made up our grudges with you, right?"

"Yes." Yun Qingyan nodded lightly, "Elder Wen, please let me go for a trip.

Walk slowly, don't send it."

I just took the gift from someone apologized the other one second, and started driving the person the next one!

This slanderous work... shocked everyone.

Wen Peng's face twitched uncontrollably twice, bowed stiffly, "Goodbye." Then Yukong left, not even the Yun family's children who saw him off later did not care.

It seems that today's incident has left a considerable psychological shadow in the heart of this respected elder of the Red Palace.&1t;b>The chapter content is being restored, please visit again later.&1t;/b>
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