Chapter 1873 Chapter 1873

Seeing the young man in black sitting on the top looking down expressionlessly, he moved his eyes away, leaned back in the chair, and looked at Han Rong with a lazy look on his whole body: "At the beginning When you traded spirit mines with me to destroy the Phoenix Dynasty, you didn’t say that we had to finish things up for you after the incident, let alone kill the remaining people. Eight? One? Chinese website? w ≥w≠w≈.≥8=1≤z=w≈.com”

Hearing the low voice of the person on the main seat, with a trace of coldness, Han Rong immediately lowered his eyes: "No, I'm only here to tell the news to the Hall Master, and I don't dare to ask the Hall Master to take action. "

"snort!"

The black-robed man snorted coldly, and stared at him with narrowed sharp eyes: "Han Rong, don't think that I don't know what you're up to! Back then, you were just a servant next to Xuanyuan Moze, but you were bullying the master and was deposed. Liaoxiu rushed out, and if your current master hadn't helped you seize the house, you wouldn't be able to stand in front of this place! With such a you, who gave you the right not to kneel in front of this deity? Who gave you the guts to use this deity?"

The sinister voice came with a powerful coercion in an instant, and Han Rong's heart skipped a beat. The breath of death enveloped him in an instant, making his legs go limp involuntarily, and he knelt down.

"No, I dare not."

He, he actually knew! He actually knew that he had stolen the house? Did you know that he was the person next to Xuanyuan Moze? How did he find out?

At this time, Feng Jiu was also shocked when she heard these words. She stared at Han Rong below, and couldn't believe that this person was the same Han Rong whose cultivation level was abolished by Xuanyuan Moze back then.

It's him? It turned out to be him!

It was he who was motivated by revenge, that ruined her Phoenix Dynasty, caused so many Fengwei to die in battle, caused her grandfather and grandmother to suffer so much, and caused her little uncle to suffer as a result. and die...

Looking at the people below, her heart was full of killing intent, wishing she could kill him!

The black-robed man glanced at Han Rong, who was kneeling below, and said coldly: "Even if there is such news next time, you don't have to come here to tell this deity. The Dark Night Temple of this deity is not something you can come to whenever you want." place!"

"Yes, then I will take my leave first."

Han Rong lowered his head, maybe because he was afraid of his pressure, he didn't even dare to raise his head at this moment, so he got up like that and backed out with his head lowered, until he walked out of the palace for a certain distance before exhaling softly. Steady his beating heart and left quickly.

Only people like him who have experienced death and despair know how wonderful it is to be alive. It is precisely because of this that he cherishes everything he has now, and Feng Jiu and the others, he will not just count it like this!

"Number Nine." After Han Rong left, the black-robed man called casually.

"My subordinate is here." Feng Jiu jumped down from the top, and saluted respectfully.

"Do you recognize him?" The man in black robe half-closed his eyes, staring sharply at the young man standing in front of him, not letting go of the look that flashed across the young man's face.

"Master, this subordinate has seen him before." Feng Jiu said calmly.

"Oh? Really? Where did you meet?" He raised his eyebrows, motioning for him to continue.

She looked at the person sitting there, and said in an indifferent voice: "It was a meeting on the road, and there was a relationship once, so when the master said that he was Duoshe, the subordinates were a little surprised."