After speaking, he teleported and left the place without waiting for everyone to respond. Hell, if he stays any longer, he will definitely explode! After the outbreak, his consequences were absolutely horrible!

Therefore, thirty-six strategies, the best strategy! Out of sight out of mind.

Evil Ice, Leng Tianhan, and Twenty Dark Guards have three black lines on their foreheads. Can't you tell them personally, what is going on?

Why is it over? Why did Leng Tianhan become the Lord of the Palace? What? It's over?

They thought that today would be a tough battle to be fought.

Yixianqing smiled, turned her body, and took Evil Ice in her arms, her red lips almost pressed against Evil Ice’s earlobes: "Well, little guy, you have to calculate how much favor you owe this seat. Oh."

Before the evil ice recovered, Yi Xianqing released the evil ice, laughed, disappeared from the place, leaving only the fragrance of the earth.

"Congratulations, Hallmaster Leng." Leng Tianmo walked in and held a fist at Leng Tianhan, with a smile of relief on the corners of his lips.

Leng Tianhan nodded and did not speak, but Leng Tianmo leaned forward and said to Leng Tianhan with a voice that only two people can hear: "Meeting Jun Xiebing is your luck."

Leng Tianhan raised his eyebrows without denying, and meeting Evil Ice was indeed the luckiest thing in his life.

After everyone left, Xie Bing raised his lips and laughed loudly: "Brother Leng, one year, we succeeded in one year!"

Leng Tianhan couldn't help raising his eyebrows and laughing out loud.

The two of them just laughed unscrupulously in the hall.

A year ago, their **** encounter, one year of company, one year of growth, and one year of blood and tears allowed them to successfully fulfill the promise they made a year ago.

Successfully won the position of the Hallmaster of the Immortal Cold Hall, and successfully gained a big power in the Netherworld.

"Hey." A voice interrupted the laughter of the two, and saw the second elder standing in front of them with a cold face.

Xie Bing raised her eyebrows and looked at the second elder standing in front of her. She swore an oath a year ago and still firmly remembered it in her mind.

The second elder was not angry with Evil Ice's sight, but just glanced at Leng Tianhan beside Evil Ice, then turned to face Evil Ice and bowed his head sincerely: "What happened a year ago was the old man's fault."

Xie Bing raised his head in surprise, but never expected that the proud second elder would bow his head to apologize to her.

Leng Tianhan didn't expect this scene to happen, but when he saw the second elder apologize, he couldn't help but smile. After all, the second elder is his elder, and Xie Bing is his most important person. If the two really fight, At that time, he will be helpless.

Xie Bing shook his head, and said to the second elder: "The past will be over. I only hope that the second elder can faithfully assist Brother Leng in the future."

Just because the second elder has nurtured brother Leng, she will not have a big conflict with the second elder. Now the second elder bows his head and apologizes, she is also a person with good manners, right?

The best thing is to shake hands and make peace.

The second elder nodded, turned and left the two of them.

Xie Bing and Leng Tianhan looked at each other and shrugged.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

Today, the entire Xianhan Hall is full of voices.

Xianhan Hall, the handover ceremony and coronation ceremony of the Lord of the Hall will begin soon.

The handover ceremony of the hall master is a very sacred thing in the eyes of the people of Xianhan Hall.

Leng Tianhan walked in front of the palace master’s brocade robe and Leng Cheyun, the seven elders solemnly followed them, followed by the deacons of the Xianhan Hall and the captain of the dark guard.

Everyone walked to a solemn attic and stopped. Leng Cheyun first knelt on his knees: "Three hundred and five hall masters...Leng Cheyun led the 306 hall masters to the ancestral pavilion for the handover ceremony. My ancestors always bless me in the Hall of Immortality!"

Then Leng Tianhan knelt down beside Leng Cheyun, his expression solemn and sacred: "The 306th lord of the Xianhan Hall...Leng Tianhan, come to the Ancestor Pavilion for the handover ceremony, and hope the ancestors will always bless me. Cold Hall!"

After Leng Tianhan's words fell, all the people in the Xianhan Hall all knelt down, with great momentum: "Hope my ancestors will always protect me from the Xianhan Hall!"

Looking at the solemn expressions of the people in the Xianhan Hall, Xie Bing couldn't help but correct his expressions, and nodded slightly to the ancestor's pavilion.

Immediately afterwards, Leng Tianhan and Leng Cheyun walked into the Ancestral Pavilion under the pious eyes of everyone in the Xianhan Hall.

The handover ceremony, throughout the ages, only the predecessor and the next can enter.

No one knows what the handover ceremony is, but what everyone in Xianhan Hall knows is that after the handover ceremony is completed, the strength of the new Hallmaster who walks out will be greatly improved!

After seeing the two of them enter, Xie Bing couldn't help but look at Leng Tianmo. This man was very proud, and his hidden character was sinister and cruel. However, Xie Bing had to say that everyone in the Xianhan Hall was absolutely absolutely loyalty.

Even if they were dissatisfied with Leng Tianhan's succession to the throne in their hearts, they would not do anything that would harm the interests of Xianhan Palace.

At this moment, what Xie Bing saw in Leng Tianmo's eyes was a bit unwilling and helpless, but more relieved and pious.

He deeply understood that even if he was not convinced by the previous Leng Tianhan, after Leng Tianhan accepted the handover ceremony, he was no longer able to contend. Although he was unwilling, he was convinced.

The people in the Xianhan Hall and Xie Bing waited until two o'clock in the afternoon and eight o'clock in the morning Leng Tianhan and the two entered, and it has been six hours now.

Seeing the door of the Ancestor Pavilion opened, the eyes of the people in the Xianhan Hall were full of scorching heat. They couldn't wait to know how Leng Tianhan, who had accepted the handover ceremony, had risen to the point now!

Unexpectedly, the only person who walked out was Leng Tianhan, but Leng Cheyun was nowhere to be seen.

In Leng Tianhan's black eyes, with a bit of dampness, he saw the people kneeling on the ground, raised his eyebrows, made a fist with his right hand, and threw a fist mark in the air!

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