There is some contemplation between the gods of the temple of Nanyang. He can sit on this seat. Naturally, it is not a general generation. It is very important to distinguish him.

"These are the sincerity of the Dragon Pavilion. In addition, there is still a thing to be given to you. I think the Lord will like it." The smile of Long Qingfeng’s mouth suddenly became bloodthirsty.

Suddenly, the eyes of the house were all focused on the face of Long Qingfeng. They were surprised, confused, and more curious.

After all, Long Qingfeng almost put all his chips on the table. In order to convince Nanyang Temple to shoot, he also brought in the North Emperor and the Tianfeng family.

Is there any other chips in his hand?

There are not only a few people in the heart of Nanyang Temple, but also several elders of Canglongge who came with Long Qingfeng.

Under the gaze of everyone, the smile of Long Qingfeng's mouth is more mysterious. He put his arm on the table and lifted it up gently, which caused some changes in the eyes.

The weak spiritual power fluctuated, and a black-and-white object slammed on the desk.

A human head, a head that has been dried up.

It can be argued from a twisted facial features and a few pieces of silver that remain in the hair. This is a woman.

"Dragon elders, what is this, it is difficult, you have to show up to my Nanyang Temple!" An elder's gaze of the Nanyang Temple suddenly became stern, and the body pressure was released, and the air in the hall was instantly solidified. Solids are generally in the hearts of everyone.

The elders of the Canglongge were shocked, and the darkness of the coix was followed by a contraction. The elders were repaired and surprisingly strong!

An elder, there is actually a later repair of the earth!

Originally thought that with these few people, even if there is a conflict, if you can't win, you can retreat. Now it seems that some of the strength of the Nanyang Temple is underestimated.

Long Qingfeng felt the pressure in the hall, and the smile on his lips was a stiff, but soon his eyes flashed a touch of joy.

Such a strength, if you can help yourself, what is the cause of success?

"You don't have to be nervous. This person is the sincerity that I brought to you. A few decades ago, a foreign woman used the beauty to seduce the inner disciples, killing them, and taking the treasures of the sneak into the mainland. Since then, the Nanyang Temple has been picking up this person. I think you should remember this."

Long Qingfeng slowly opened his mouth. The head of this table is naturally a poisonous widow.

Of course, the reason why he knows this is also because the party changed to the blood of the absorbing widow, and even the memory of the poisonous widow was absorbed.

Otherwise, he would not know that the poison widow hides such a deep secret. Therefore, before going to the Canglong Pavilion, Long Qingfeng expected to draw the Nanyang Temple in the future, so he brought the poisonous widow's head.

Sure enough, after Long Qingfeng said this, several strong people sitting in the opposite Nanyang Temple looked awkward.

If Long Qingfeng does not mention it, they almost have to forget this past event. Fortunately, the inner disciple who was poisoned by the widowed widow was the descendant of an elder in the temple. The elder of the spirit was furious and ordered to check.

At that time, there was a sensation in the Zongmen. At that time, even hundreds of masters from Nanyang were sent to search for a few years.

No one expected that after a few decades, at this time, people were turned over again, and still in this way!

"This sincerity, how do you feel?" The curvature of the corner of Long Qingfeng gradually bends.

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