Chapter 1873
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When he saw the black-robed youth looking down expressionlessly, he looked away and leaned back in his chair. He looked at Han Rong lazily: "Back then, when you used the spirit ore to trade with me to destroy the Phoenix Dynasty, you didn't say that we would help you clean up after the matter, nor did you say that we would help you kill the remaining people."
Hearing the man's deep and cold voice, Han Rong immediately narrowed his eyes: "I don't dare, I'm only here to tell the Palace Master the news, I don't dare to ask for the Palace Master's help."
"Hmph!"
The black-robed man snorted coldly and narrowed his sharp eyes: "Han Rong, don't think that I don't know what you're up to! Back then, you were just a servant by Xuanyuan Moze's side, but you bullied your master and had your cultivation crippled and chased out. If your current master hadn't helped you take over his body, you wouldn't be able to stand in front of me! Who gave you the right to not kneel in front of me? Who gave you the courage to use me? "
That malicious voice was accompanied by a powerful aura, causing Han Rong's heart to jump in shock. The aura of death enveloped him in an instant, causing his legs to go weak and he knelt down.
"No, I don't dare."
He, he actually knows! He actually knows that I've taken over his body? He even knows that I was originally Xuanyuan Moze's servant? How did he find out?
At this moment, Fengjiu was also shocked when she heard this. She stared at Han Rong, unable to believe that this person was the Han Rong whose cultivation had been crippled by Xuanyuan Moze.
It's him? So it's him!
He was the one who had taken revenge and destroyed her Phoenix Dynasty, caused so many Phoenix Guards to die in battle, caused her grandfather and grandmother to suffer so much, and even caused her little uncle to die because of this calamity …
Looking at the person below, murderous intent surged in her heart. She wanted nothing more than to kill him!
The black-robed man glanced at Han Rong, who was kneeling before him, and said coldly, "Next time, even if you have such news, you don't have to come and tell me. My Temple of Darkness is not a place where you can come and go whenever you want!"
"Yes, then I'll take my leave first."
Han Rong lowered her head. Perhaps she was afraid of his pressure, but at this moment, she didn't even dare to raise her head. Just like that, she got up and left with her head lowered. It wasn't until she was a distance away from the palace that she let out a light breath. She steadied her rapidly beating heart and quickly left.
Only someone like him who had experienced death and despair knew how wonderful it was to be alive. It was precisely because of this that he cherished everything he had now. As for Fengjiu and the others, he would not let them off so easily!
"Number 9." After Han Rong left, the black-robed man casually called out.
"Your subordinate is here." Fengjiu jumped down and bowed respectfully.
"You know him?" The black-robed man narrowed his eyes and stared sharply at the youth standing in front of him, not missing a trace of expression that flashed across the youth's face.
"In reply to master, your subordinate has seen him before." Fengjiu said calmly.
"Oh? Is that so? Where did you see him? "He raised his eyebrows, indicating for him to continue.
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