As soon as they entered, Xu Chuan and Yamata Orochi discovered something abnormal.


    This is not as empty as imagined.


    On the contrary, there are many people here.


    It doesn''t look like it''s being booked at all.


    Although it was not as crowded as last time.


    But this person is not a little bit.


    However, with the entry of Xu Chuan and Yamata Orochi, almost everyone''s eyes were gathered on Xu Chuan and the others.


    "I said, don''t this say that we will only be there today?"


    "Did these two people sneak in?"


    A woman in a dress looked at Xu Chuan and said exaggeratedly.


    “Hey hey hey hey ~ no ~”


    "Can these two people scored in?"


    "Aren''t these two guys afraid of death?"


    "Today is the place where Mr. Sikong is so lucky!"


    The person who spoke was a blue-haired boy.


    He was dressed up straight, and the clothes on his body could be seen at a glance that they were valuable.


    In comparison, Xu Chuan and Yamata Orochi''s outfits are indeed not enough to look at.


    "I''ll tell you two, have you done the wrong thing?"


    As everyone around talked, a young man who looked politely brought a man and a woman to Xu Chuan.


    "No, I''m not in the wrong place."


    Xu Chuan smiled faintly, glanced at the young man and walked towards the second floor with Yamata Orochi.


    The shipment rate of source stones on the first floor is not large and the value is not high.


    In comparison, things on the second and third floors are more suitable.


    "stop!"


    "This is not where you should come from a cheap thing like you!"


    When someone ignored it, the young man''s face instantly frozen.


    The image of a humble gentleman who was still hanging in the last second disappeared instantly!


    ····Please flowers...


    "oh?"


    "Are you talking about me again?"


    “Not asked ~”


    Xu Chuan stopped and turned around.


    His eyes were cold as if he was looking at a dead person.


    "I am the Holy Son of the Temple of Light, George Boy!"


    The young man proudly raised his head.


    As one of the three top strengths in Qingzhou, Guangming Palace has a high status.


    As the Holy Son, George Boy is a person that even the young master of the Sikong family must pay attention to.


    Moreover, most of the people in the Palace of Light are proud and looking down on others is just a routine operation.


    ................


    "It turns out to be from the Palace of Light, no wonder it is so arrogant."


    Xu Chuan nodded slightly when he heard this, then pinched George Boy''s neck in the horrified eyes and lifted it up.


    "You, how dare you!"


    Feeling the pain from his neck, George Boy''s eyes were bloodshot and his hands and feet were struggling wildly.


    He is the middle true god, and he is the Holy Son of the Temple of Light who became a thousand eight hundred years ago.


    Now he has achieved a median true **** of only two thousand years, and has condensed the six-ring divine nature!


    How dare this person!


    How dare you touch him!


    "I just happened to be a little hungry, so you can be a side dish before meals~"


    Xu Chuan directly ignored George Boy''s struggle and the horrified eyes around him.


    Opening his mouth, a terrifying suction force came.


    The next moment, George Boyi entered Xu Chuan''s mouth under the horror of everyone.


    "Ding! Congratulations to the master for obtaining a large amount of Hongmeng purple aura!"


    "Ding! Congratulations to the master for obtaining one of the six-ring divine figures!"


    "Ding! Congratulations to the master for getting the top level..."


    As the system prompt sound continued to sound, Xu Chuan smacked his lips with satisfaction.


    “This taste is really bad~”


    …factory.


    Chapter 325