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019 A good thing soaring into the sky? The ninth reincarnation (2)

Jiang Minghan said these words casually.

He didn’t even know which ancestor of the Jiang family took action to pacify the black disaster 80,000 years ago, and naturally he didn’t know whether the ancestor was obsessed or not.

Anyway, it is impossible for everyone in the Holy City of Nanque to personally inquire whether it is true or false.

You must know that even the Jiang family would not dare to disturb the ancestors because of such things.

“That’s why…”

Zhao Hao’s complexion was slightly condensed, and his expression became serious.

In his opinion, what kind of identity Jiang Minghan is, and why he came to the holy city of Nanque for no reason, there must be something.

He didn’t dare to doubt the authenticity of this kind of thing, because even his father had to be trembling and careful when it came to an ancestor of the hidden immortal clan.

“But Young Master Minghan, you may not know that the Holy Land of Qingxu was fifty thousand years ago…”

Zhao Hao thought that Jiang Minghan didn’t know what happened 50,000 years ago, so he wanted to explain and talk about the current state of the Holy Land of Qingxu.

However, Jiang Minghan interrupted him with a wave of his hand, and said indifferently, “I only learned about this matter soon, otherwise the old ancestor and his old man would not feel guilty…”

Zhao Hao was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said, “I understand now, the matter about the Holy Land of Qingxu, I will arrange it now.”

This holy city of Nanque was considered to be his Zhao family’s territory anyway. As a local snake, he was still very powerful and capable.

Jiang Minghan nodded slightly, with a calm and warm expression, and said, “If that’s the case, then I will trouble Brother Zhao.”

Seeing Jiang Minghan calling himself Brother Zhao, Zhao Hao was instantly flattered, and hurriedly said, “Young Master Minghan, it’s my honor to visit the Holy City of Nanque in person, what is this trivial matter?”

“Then, let’s arrange the dust-washing banquet for Young Master Ming Han, and then we will call all the famous people from all over the world.”

Zhao Hao is also a winking figure. He understands that doing things well at this time will most likely be valued by Jiang Minghan.

This is an unimaginable opportunity for him, and even for the Zhao family in Nanque Holy City behind him.

Therefore, he must do everything possible to seize this opportunity.

Of course, from the bottom of his heart, he is even more envious of the Qingxu Holy Land. It has been in ruins for more than 50,000 years, and now there are only three or two people left. Suddenly encountering such a good thing that soars into the sky, who can hold it?

Not long after Zhao Hao left, Jiang Minghan received many investigation results about the Holy Land of Qingxu.

One by one, jade slips were presented and listed in front of him.

“Fifty thousand years ago, the suzerain of the Holy Land of Qingxu suddenly went crazy for no reason and rushed into the ancient mine of Shenxu. Many of the elders in the back either went crazy during cultivation, or were insane…”

“A lot of resources and territories have been divided up, and now there are only three people left in the Holy Land of Qingxu. A lame elder, a female disciple, and a foolish boy since childhood are guarding the Holy Land of Qingxu in Nanque Holy City. A run-down gambling stone shop.”

Looking at the many messages in front of him, Jiang Minghan was a little thoughtful.

In his opinion, the person most likely to have come into contact with the Book of Death should be the former suzerain of the Holy Land of Pure Void.

“It seems that he has to start with his heirs. All the elders and disciples have run away, but the lame elder is still guarding the last stone gambling shop in the Holy Land of Qingxu, which is a bit strange.”

Jiang Minghan gently closed the jade slip, but there were a lot of guesses in his heart.

…

“Miss Hongdou, why do you have to guard a lame and a fool every day?”

“There are not many original stones left in this dilapidated stone gambling shop, and it is simply not enough for your future practice and life.”

“It’s not as good as this, you follow me, young master, in the future, the popular and spicy drinkers will be served every day, so why should you suffer from this bird’s arrogance here…”

By this time, the Holy Land before Qingxudong dilapidated bet Shihfang.

A portly man of silk, with a few positive servant men, smiling Xiao was surrounded by red beans.

As he looked at her graceful figure and touching face, while molested Road.

Although Xiao red beans dressed in coarse linen, his face still stained with mud, it looked dusty.

But conceal that looks like a lotus-like, especially a pair of clear bright eyes, weak but yet stubborn, arouses pity.

If it were not scruple Que holy city south of the rules, and someone who Qingxudong Holy Land ancestors exist, for everyone has kindness, they dare not too presumptuous.

Otherwise, these looks are now already moving Xiao red beans to eat, where will let her every day outside this gambling Shihfang dangling.

“Song day, you get out. And my Young, is not a fool, and you can not say he ……”

Xiao red beans stared at them, because angry face and some redness.

If the weekdays, so they bully herself, she will not care.

But now Young’s condition is good, is not a fool, how can they continue to be abusive to fool it?

“Yo Oh, you that Young, not even fool? You when all of us stupid? Or stupid in your eyes, and our eyes silly, not a meaning?”

Man named Song-day silk clothing, said the smiling eyes are undisguised sarcasm, never even care about Xiao red beans words.

“Oh, TIPS, to quickly obedient, or the son will make you regret it, my patience can be bad.”

Then, a pair of eyes with a malicious, could not be looked at Xiao red bean body, words began to threaten them.

“you……”

Xiao red beans go back a few steps back, tightened own thin clothes.

Anyway, she was just a low repair weak woman, how dare come against the front of the Song days.

Song Que holy city in the south, though not really what leading large family, but also the habitat of monk sits God.

Now she could by no means provoke.

“Senior Sister Hongdou…”

In this case, the juvenile within the gambling Shihfang Xiao Yan, is a kick boxing, Wangwaimian way.

He looked at the front of this scene, calm face, suddenly showing a hint of chill and be murderous.

As IX reincarnation, his mind already in the millions of years of reincarnation, was tempered sealing was not waves.

He thought that this world has nothing, nothing can mess his mind.

But not wanted, would be robbed in this life, or for a flat in repair, humble woman of her birth.

Of course, Xiao Yan is clear that all this is from this life to the memory of the last decade.

After all, people of non-vegetation ruthless Practice makes perfect.

Even ten years, he did not have the slightest sanity, shaped like a fool.

Senior sister apprentice as he can still be a real family in general, in every possible way, even if they have enough to eat, nor gave him hungry for a bite.

See him being bullied, even if it is afraid that he obviously has legs trembled.

You can also still holding a stick, the courage to stand in front of him, like a little cat fried hair.

How can he reflected bullied? *