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Chapter 971

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Everyone was shocked, especially Nguyễn Thanh Lan, who was holding Chen Hao's hand.

"Chi!"

The Divine Envoy was equally shocked. The moment he sensed Chen Hao's fluctuation, he did not hesitate to point his finger at Chen Hao and Nguyễn Thanh Lan. A brilliant divine light once again enveloped Chen Hao and Nguyễn Thanh Lan.

"Little fellow, you really make the Old Man worry … Fortunately, the nine-colored divine light is now completely open. Otherwise, even a Dao Severing Perfected Immortal would have been annihilated!" The old Divine Envoy said with lingering fear when he saw that Chen Hao had calmed down again. He was also slightly puzzled as to why Li Mubai would react to the nine-colored divine light. When the nine-colored divine light was first activated, although it looked dazzling, it was no different from the surrounding space. Even the old Divine Envoy could not feel anything special about it.

On the other hand, Nguyễn Thanh Lan and the others were all shocked by the old Divine Envoy's words. "Annihilate a Dao Severing Perfected Immortal."

"You must keep an eye on him. It's best if he stays in the cultivation room. Don't go anywhere …"

The old Divine Envoy sent the 30 people to the palace arranged for the Hunyuan Sect. Before he left, he reminded Nguyễn Thanh Lan again before he left.



"Qing Lan."

"Hmm?"

To Ruan Qinglan's surprise, just as she was about to bring Chen Hao into a palace, Situ Qian, a true monstrous genius who was once high above her and untouchable to her, suddenly called out. "You're right.

"Are you close to Li Mubai? As far as I know, you probably didn't have any interactions with him before the Secret Realm grotto-heaven, right? "Situ Qian looked at Nguyễn Thanh Lan indifferently. However, he was not as indifferent as he appeared to be.

Cultivators were no different from mortals. People, regardless of whether they were men or women, were more or less "cheap". When they had something or could have it easily, they didn't know how to cherish it. When he lost it, or when he was about to lose it, it was too late for regrets. This was the true portrayal of Situ Qian.

Nguyễn Thanh Lan had once tried to befriend him, but in the past, he wouldn't even look at Nguyễn Thanh Lan in the eye. Even though Nguyễn Thanh Lan was already a heaven-sent girl in the Hunyuan Sect, there was still a big gap between her and a monster like him. But now, when Nguyễn Thanh Lan was in the Secret Realm grotto-heaven, she had actually followed Li Mubai to the nine-story pagoda monument. After coming out, she was the second person chosen by the Sacred Envoy. This was not something Nguyễn Thanh Lan could compare to. Just these two points alone were enough to make Situ Qian's heart move. Coupled with his "cheap" nature, even if Nguyễn Thanh Lan didn't explode with great potential, he still wanted to have Nguyễn Thanh Lan. At the very least, he couldn't let her fall into the arms of others.

"Senior Brother Situ … If you have something to say, just say it."

"You don't know him well. Living in the same palace as a man … You don't have to sacrifice your reputation for him! We should have a lot to talk about … What do you think? Lock him in the cultivation room and come with me to visit a few friends. "Situ Qian chose his words carefully and stared at Nguyễn Thanh Lan as he spoke calmly. But the words that came out of his mouth still exuded a superior aura from his bones.

However, Zhang Chong and the others who hadn't left yet, especially the girls, were shocked when they heard Situ Qian, a superior existence, say such things to Nguyễn Thanh Lan. This was clearly Situ Qian expressing his love for Nguyễn Thanh Lan.

Twenty-seven pairs of eyes simultaneously looked at Nguyễn Thanh Lan.

The female disciples couldn't hide their jealousy at all.

She shamelessly stuck to Li Mubai, who was in a state of madness. So what if she exploded with amazing potential? What was so good about such a woman that she could gain the favor of Situ Qian, such a monstrous genius?

If Chen Hao was sober and was really interested in Nguyễn Thanh Lan, with Chen Hao's personality, how could he tolerate the existence of a guy who stole a woman in front of him? He would have kicked him as far away as he could.

Unfortunately, Chen Hao's empty eyes didn't have any reaction. He was like a fool who had lost his soul. He just let Nguyễn Thanh Lan hold his hand and didn't move at all.

Nguyễn Thanh Lan was slightly stunned. She didn't expect Situ Qian to say such things to her, especially when he had already reached his hand out to her after he finished speaking.

After a short moment of shock, Nguyễn Thanh Lan smiled and said, "Senior Brother Situ, I'm sorry. I've already promised the Saint to take care of him. Thank you for your kindness … I'm sorry. "

After Nguyễn Thanh Lan finished speaking, she pulled Chen Hao into the palace and immediately closed the palace door, leaving behind many dumbfounded gazes.

Zhang Chong and the others didn't expect Nguyễn Thanh Lan to reject Situ Qian. They all looked at Situ Qian in shock.

The hand, the hand that he had reached out. He thought that Nguyễn Thanh Lan would definitely reach out her small hand and hold it with him. At this moment, the hand froze in the air. Situ Qian's indifferent face became hot and his eyes almost spat fire.

"Bitch! What are you looking at? "

"Ah … Senior Brother Situ, we're going to the room. Goodbye …"

Tsk tsk tsk!

Zhang Chong and the others quickly left.

Situ Qian really wanted to blast the palace into smithereens with a punch, but in the end, he restrained himself. This was Xianjing City. Not to mention him, even the Sect Master of the Hunyuan Sect would not dare to cause trouble here.

"Humph!"

Situ Qian snorted coldly. Holding back his anger, he flicked his sleeves and left.



"Humph!"

What Situ Qian didn't know was that Nguyễn Thanh Lan, who had stepped into the palace, also snorted coldly when he left.

"What kind of person do you think I, Nguyễn Thanh Lan, am? In the past, when I wanted to make friends with you, you were dismissive of me. Now, I … I've improved greatly because of him. Even if I'm not as strong as you, I'm not much worse. My potential may be higher. Otherwise, the Saint would not have chosen me first. What right do you have to act so high and mighty? Bah! "

Nguyễn Thanh Lan cursed angrily.

Especially when she thought of the way Situ Qian had just stretched out his hand, she felt extremely disgusted. It was as if he had stretched out his hand and she was about to pounce on him and offer herself. What did he think she was?

After cursing, Nguyễn Thanh Lan felt much better. Only then did she realize the existence of Chen Hao.

"Li Mubai, can you hear me?"

What answered her was still empty eyes and a slender, motionless body.

"It seems that you can't hear me. The subconscious mind controls the body. The subconscious mind is also the consciousness … Perhaps you can hear me? I really don't know what kind of great opportunity you've obtained to be able to improve so much in just a few hundred years. Reshaping the Golden Body, devouring the spiritual qi of heaven and earth, and even devouring the pressure of Dao marks. Could it be that you've comprehended all of that? It really makes one curious … Thank you for your help. Although you didn't mean it, without you, I wouldn't have been able to fully comprehend the sixth level of the pagoda monument in the grotto-heaven … The Saint seems to value you very much. I've been here a few times, but the Saint has only given the necessary instructions. She has never said a word to any of us. This time, she's taken care of you very much … She seems to value me very much too … "

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