The Qinglan Palace is now the same as today. Today, the Qing Palace is much stronger than before.

"More than half a year, there are so many strong people, it's not bad." When I was close to the Qingyi Palace, the gods began to investigate, and Xiao Chen's face suddenly showed a surprised color, a smile.

"Master, you left the Qingyi Palace last time, the cold emperor personally came to meet the master, this thing must have a great impact, it is estimated that the relationship of the master, only a lot of strong people joined the Qingyi Palace." God The sword suddenly heard the voice.

"Maybe." Xiao Chen smiled lightly.

In a short while, Xiao Chen came to the foot of the Qingyi Palace, stepping on the bluestone steps in the mountains to the mountain gate.

"Hey? Look, is that Xiao Chen's younger brother?" A disciple of Shanmen suddenly snorted and pointed to Xiao Chen, who was coming up, and asked another disciple next to him.

Hearing words, another disciple looked at it, his face suddenly changed, and he was shocked and lost his voice: "Xiao... Xiao Chen's younger brother..."

"Oh, Master Yan, I haven't seen you for a long time." When I came to Shanmen, Xiao Chen glanced at the two people and smiled.

"Oh, it really is Xiao Chen's younger brother, I am saying so familiar, I thought it was wrong." Another disciple suddenly smiled, his face full of bright smiles.

"Hey! It should be the Lord of the Temple!" Yan Shixiong quickly reflected, and quickly changed his mouth.

Slightly waved his hand, Xiao Chen did not care, smiled: "Yan Shi brother does not have to be this, call my younger brother."

"Amount, Xiao Chen's younger brother is pleased, Huo Shidi, go to the palace and the brothers and sisters." Yan Shichang quickly said, immediately with Xiao Chen into the mountain gate.

"Miyak! Elder! Xiao Chen is back!" Excited rushed into the mountain gate, the Huo Shidi shouted excitedly and rushed to the hall.

"Xiao Chen's younger brother is back?" The shouts passed to the disciples' disciples. All the disciples were stunned. You look at me, I look at you.

"Xiao Chen's younger brother is back!" Zhao Yuxi took the lead in returning to the gods. The face of the gods was filled with ecstasy, and the general rushed out. Then all the disciples rushed out of the dormitory.

"Xiao Chen?"

"Little temple master?"

Among the halls, Fang Qianxing and Meng Fei’s elders and other people’s faces suddenly changed, and they were full of shock.

Just a moment, the Qinglan Palace was all gathered up and down the square. Everyone’s eyes were swept away to Xiao Chen, who had just entered the mountain gate, and was led by Yan’s brother.

"Sure enough, the Lord of the Temple!"

"Xiao Chen, he really came back!"

The steps in front of the main hall, Fang Qianxing and others looked shocked. They always felt that their eyes had the illusion. They couldn’t believe that the Lord of the Patriarchal Temple was really in the Qingyi Palace.

"See the Lord of the Temple!" I don't know who shouted out loudly, and then nearly a thousand disciples greeted each other on one knee. Even the new disciple was followed by a mist.

"The Lord of the Lord? Which army is the leader of the power?"

"Isn't that what Xiao Chen is a younger brother? How did it become a young master?"

"Lian Gongzhu and elders are so respectful."

The new disciples are all talking in a low voice, and they are very curious about Xiao Chen’s coming.

"Hey, don't talk indiscriminately, Xiao Chen's younger brother is coming to the head." A disciple hurriedly made a sly move, indicating the new disciples' small voice.

Even Fang Qianxing and others on the steps are respectful knees at the moment, and dare not be disrespectful.

"Is he the Lord of the Patriarchal Temple?" The strong man who joined the Qingyi Palace, his heart was secret, his eyes were watching Xiao Chen.

"Miao Shijie! Miao Shijie! Xiao Chen is coming back!" At this time, a disciple rushed to the residence of Miao Cui Ling and shouted.

In the room, the delicate body of Miao Cui Ling suddenly trembled, the pretty face was slightly stunned, and thought that he had misunderstood, and had not returned to God for a long time.

"Miao Shijie! Have you heard it? Xiao Chen is back!" The disciple kept yelling.

Many times of yelling, finally let Miao Cui Ling return to God, the tears of the beautiful flashing, excited and happy, with a cry: "He really came back, why am I so sad? Why now is in my mind Is it his figure? Isn't that good to let go? Why can't I still let go?"

Speaking of this, the tears are already falling down, the original pure and beautiful face, but now with sadness and desolate.

The look of pitifulness is really heartbreaking, and it is even more difficult for people to hold back and comfort them in their arms.

In the square, I saw all the disciples and Fang Qianxing and others were kneeling on one knee. Xiao Chen was shocked and hurriedly said: "The palace master, the brothers and sisters of the brothers, get up quickly."

"Xiao Chenshi... Little Master, very good, you really come back!" Just got up, Zhao Yuxi was excited to rush up, almost yelled the wrong name, but fortunately reflected quickly.

"Or call me Xiao Chen, brother." The face showed a smile, Xiao Chen smiled.

"Xiao Chen, my brother, we thought you were not coming back."

"Yes! The teachers and brothers miss you very much."

The face of each disciple is full of smiles, and the active atmosphere reaches the highest point in an instant. The original quiet palace is like a vegetable market.

"Small lord, how come you come back?" Hurrying down the steps, Fang Qianxing asked with respect, and the three elders of Mengfei, dare not dare to put, did not dare to look directly at Xiao Chen, the heart is extremely worried Xiao Dust and hatred.

After looking at Fang Qianxing, Xiao Chen smiled and said: "When I left the Qingyi Palace, I just left for a day in the Temple of the Soul, and I have been honing outside, so I am back when I have time. ”

“I’m always honing outside?” The face suddenly became shocked. Yan’s brother hurriedly said: “Xiao Chen’s younger brother, with your horrible cultivation talent, should it be very strong?”

"Alright, Yan brother, your cultivation is not weak, and you are promoted to the Holy King." Gently patted Yan's shoulder, Xiao Chen smiled happily.

Looking at Zhao Yuxi again, Xiao Chen smiled and said: "The same is true for Zhao, who is promoted to the Holy King."

"Miao Shijie is coming!" At this time, a disciple whispered, and other disciples all gave up.

A beautiful and delicate body slowly came, and the pretty face was accompanied by a touch of sweet and charming smile. The person who came here was Miao Cui Ling, but the beautiful woman also had a trace of redness and swelling, apparently just crying.

"Xiao Chen, a younger brother, hasn't seen you for a long time." Xiao Xiao was sweet and smiled, and Miao Cui Ling whispered, and the sound of the sound of the ears made the disciples intoxicated.

"Long time no see!" The face showed a faint smile, Xiao Chen responded.

The two friends who were very deep in friendship, because of some misunderstandings, almost all parted ways, and now meet, there are only strange greetings, there is not much language.

Many disciples in the Qingyi Palace have a sorrow in their hearts, but they are still swearing for 500 years.

In the square, as the disciples quieted down, the atmosphere suddenly became strange and the scene was awkward.

"Hey? So many people are here, are you welcoming me?" On the square with a strange atmosphere, a sneer of yin and yang was suddenly heard.

The sneering screams of yin and yang broke the strange atmosphere, and everyone’s eyes swept to the source of the sound.

I saw a middle-aged man slowly falling from the sky, a white robe, long hair shawl, looks pretty handsome, but the clean face, but with a touch of cold arrogance.

When I saw someone coming, the face of Fang Qianxing and other powerful people suddenly fell down, showing a fierce appearance.

Looking at the man with glare, the fist was tight, and Fang Qianxing asked: "Jiang Feng! What are you doing?"

Wen Yan, Jiang Feng cold smile, his face with a little disdain, faintly said: "Fang Qianxing, I don't know what to do with you? I have come so many times, my purpose should be very clear."

"Jiang Feng?" slightly frowned, Xiao Chen's confused eyes looked at the falling Jiang Feng, some familiar.

"Xiao Chen, brother, he is Jiang Ming's brother." Zhao Yuxi next to him whispered.

"Oh, it turned out to be Jiang Ming's brother. It's no wonder that I feel familiar. It's really like Jiang Ming. It's all villain." Xiao Chen listened, suddenly realized, faint.

After a slight pause, Xiao Chen continued: "It seems that he came to avenge Jiang Ming."

"Yes, a month ago, he learned that Jiang Ming was killed. He often came here to make trouble. His strength is very strong. The palace owner is not his opponent. He also threatened not to tell the true murderer. Palace." Nodded, his eyes flashed disgusted, Zhao Yuxi cold and cold.

Xiao Chen is the master of the temple of the domineering soul, Fang Qianxing, they dare to supply Xiao Chen?

"It turns out that." The corner of the mouth smirked a touch of sneer, and Xiao Chen nodded.

"Fang Qianxing, this is my last warning. I will not tell you who killed my brother today. I will blame you for destroying your holy palace." Cold and proud face is even more, Jiang Fengsen is cold, that Cold and proud eyes, do not put the Qingyi Palace in the eyes.

Xiao Chen just wanted to speak, Fang Qianxing hurriedly blocked, whispered: "The lord of the temple, never to be, this person's cultivation is strong, and the subordinates and Huang Lao, they join hands, but also against him."

"Why don't you tell this story to the Battered Soul?" Xiaocui asked.

When I heard the words, my face suddenly showed a helpless smile. Fang Qianxing smiled bitterly: "The Lord of the Lord, tell you the truth, since the last incident, Elder Lin has ordered the prohibition of supporting us, including... .."

Fang Qian’s words have not been finished yet. Xiao Chen’s face is already gloomy and interrupted: “No need to say, I know.”

Looking at the cold and proud Jiang Feng, Xiao Chen said faintly: "It is me who kills your brother."

Wen Yan, the cold eyes suddenly swept toward Xiao Chen, the murderous moment in the eye burst out, Jiang Fengsen cold asked: "Who are you? Haven't seen you before."

"My name is Xiao Chen, the disciple of Qinglan Holy Palace, just came back." The corner of the mouth sneered a sneer, Xiao Chen faint, no fear.

"Xiao Chen?" The eyes narrowed up and glanced at the thousand lines. Jiang Feng asked: "Fang Qianxing, is my brother really killed?"