The Clock-in System of All Worlds

"Ye Hongchen, this person is dangerous! Xueying, you'd better not get involved with this kind of person."

Qianying looked at Qian Xueying and said coldly, as if she was a piece of ice.

"I know Master." Qian Xueying nodded when she heard the words, and looked at the two people in the field, who was watched by everyone.

Nong Hongyou, Ye Hongchen!

"Oh my God! Ye Hongchen dared to kill the great elder of the Tianxian Pavilion, isn't this seeking his own death?"

"Yeah, you know, Ye Tianjue is not there at all now, and it may even be dead!"

"Heh, then think about it, why did the great elder Jun Haotian of the Tianxian Pavilion possess the cultivation base of the Nascent Soul Stage, and why was he still shot by Ye Hongchen? And it was still a crushing shot."

"..."

It doesn't matter what others are talking about, and the dream farewell didn't pay much attention to it. At this moment, both eyes fell on the white-clothed, white-haired young man.

Even if the great elder Jun Haotian was killed by Ye Hongchen, she still didn't show the slightest movement.

"Unexpectedly, one year has passed, your cultivation base is so high, how can I kill you..."

Meng Farewell's little hand reached under the table, and a small dagger appeared in his hand immediately.

A pair of beautiful eyes looked at Ye Hongchen coldly, but did not move at all. Instead, he drank a glass of wine again.

"I'm not from the Palace of Juechen, please leave now, within three minutes, otherwise, Ye Hongchen, I will definitely make those who stay behind regret it for the rest of their lives."

Ye Hongchen looked at the well-behaved pig-like Nong Hongyou and said lightly.

Although the words seem to be spoken in a very low voice, the sound has spread throughout almost the entire Palace of Juechen!

Let the disciples of Juechen Palace who are busy with their own affairs underneath, or who are killing each other, be shocked.

A burst of joy erupted from the outer disciples.

"Great! I knew that Young Palace Master Hongchen would definitely appear!"

"Hahaha, quickly kill Nong Hongyou!"

"Do you still want to kill us? Okay, it's good! I remember your faces. See if I won't report to the Young Master!"

...

A teenager wearing the costume of a core disciple sits under a big tree.

Both feet were full of blood and looked a little weak, and even a handsome face had several scars.

"This is the voice of the son?" After hearing Ye Hongchen's words, the young man suddenly smiled with a face stained with blood.

And he was the left guardian of the Hongchen Palace, Bai Luoli!

...

Juechen Palace, a courtyard for the core disciple, and a stone pavilion.

A teenager in a red and black gown, who looked about 15 years old, was sitting in a stone pavilion playing Go.

Suddenly, Ye Hongchen's voice suddenly reached his ears, causing his hand to grip the chess piece to pause.

"Ye Hongchen? Interesting, the cultivation level is not low." The young man smiled faintly, and once again played the black chess in his fingers onto the board.

Suddenly, all the white chess pieces on the chessboard were completely surrounded by the black chess pieces!

Black wins and white loses.

"Master, Nong Hongyou has been controlled by Ye Hongchen, do you want to save him?"

A group of dark shadows suddenly appeared behind the boy, and a man in a black robe appeared suddenly.

The man didn't hesitate at all, he knelt down on one knee and said respectfully to the young man.

The boy did not rush to speak, but began to collect the white chess on the chessboard. With a move, a red and black folding fan suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Save? Why save? It's just a dog I raised."

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