Pan Zhong walked in quickly from outside, bowed and said: "Pavilion Master, Tianxuan Temple Feishu."

"Send it up."

Pan Zhong respectfully handed the flying book from Tianxuan Temple to Lu Zhou.

Lu Zhou opened Feishu and glanced at it a few times.

"How brave!"

Snapped!

He raised his hand and slapped Feishu on the table.

Feishu slid down the table.

Ming Shiyin waved his hand casually, and the strong energy swept Feishu into the palm of his hand.

Similarly, after Ming Shiyin read it, he said: "Tianxuan Temple is really a lion's mouth! I want three heaven-level weapons, and I also need to get back the treasured Zen clothes of the eighth junior brother!"

Hua Wudao said in confusion: "Didn't you say that Zhu Hong is on good terms with Tianxuan Temple?"
Chapter completed!