Chen Beizheng put the teacup on the table, made a crisp sound, and said, "Then Yu Zhenghai is also the person I want to capture."

Sikong Beichen already knew it in his mind and said:

"General Chen, these friends are distinguished guests of the Nine-Level Hall, not the alien race you call. Please go back."

The five first seats were shocked and instantly understood the meaning of the palace master.

He is worthy of being the most powerful person in the Nine-Level Hall. His vision and pattern, choices and decisions in doing things are all in one thought.

Luzhou understood... This accidental, he became a sandwich biscuit.

The relationship between the imperial court and the Jiuchun Hall seems to be very subtle.

Chen Beizheng smiled slightly and said indifferently: "A battle between Qianliu Temple, Zhu Xuan fought against the two golden lotus. How many people witnessed it with their own eyes that Brother Beichen wanted to protect the alien race?"

Sikong Beichen replied calmly: "I have not seen it with my own eyes."

Chen Beizheng looked at Luzhou and said, "It is understandable that Brother Beichen didn't see it. The battle between Wu Zhen had just ended... They knew it best in their hearts."

The head of the seat without a position bowed at the same time: "We have never seen aliens."

Summer is long and autumn, the fields do not dare: "..."

Telling lies with your eyes open?

The battle between the two major forces has come to this point?

Chen Beizheng looked at the five heads and was slightly stunned, but was not surprised, saying, "Okay, well, ears and hearing are false, eyes and seeing are true. Give your Dharma body to face the hearing."

Luzhou continued to caress his beard, but did not look at him.

If you ask me to sacrifice to the Dharma body, then I will sacrifice to you?

Yao Qingquan, the head of the Ping'an Palace, shook his head and said, "General Chen, this is the Nine-Level Holy Palace, not the palace, nor the northern border. No one is allowed to do anything here. If you want to see the Dharma body, you can go out and see it yourself."

Chen Beizheng smiled heartily, picked up the wine glass and drank it all, slapped it on the table, the wine glass turned into powder, clapped his hands and said, "Bring it up."

His two soldiers carried one from outside and entered the holy palace.

Zhang Shaoqing said in confusion: "Huineng, Xueyang Temple?"

Lu Zhou glanced at it and shook his head slightly. After all, Fahua was merciful and ruthless.

Huineng was seriously injured, but it did not hinder his words. He knelt down and said, "I testify. I saw with my own eyes that this old man is a practitioner from the Golden Lotus Realm. Huijue and Huisheng were killed by him, and the abbot was also injured by him. He is a practitioner of the Nine-Leaf Golden Lotus! Please General Chen take this person and make the decision for Xueyang Temple!"
Chapter completed!