Chapter 1611: Respect is worse than fate (2/2)

Someone came to send a message.

Long Sanye's expression changed slightly, and he glanced at Su Han subconsciously.

”Wonderless Daoist, I'll go and see, you wait a moment here.”

Long Sanye said.

After speaking, he turned and walked out of the hall.

Outside Longjun Mansion.

Li Xuance stood with his hand in hand, and Long Sanye came to face him. After seeing Li Xuance, a faint smile appeared on his face:

”Elder Li is here today, what's important?”

”The unintentional Daoist, is he in Longjun Mansion?”

Li Xuance smiled lightly.

Long Sanye didn't deny it, and nodded with a smile: ”Wuxin Daoist is indeed in Longjun Mansion. Elder Li is here for the young man Liu Qingyang of Guimen.”

”Long Sanye knows.”

Li Xuance smiled and said: ”I'm straight to the point, let me see Wuxin Daochang, and I have to ask him face to face.”

”Okay, Elder Li, come with me, but Taoist Wuxin is now my worship to the Dragon King Mansion in Nangan.”

Long Sanye said.

”Enjoy? Did your palace master personally solicit, or...”

Li Xuance's expression moved slightly.

There are many kinds of offerings, and ordinary offerings don't matter. If Long Yuanxia, ​​the lord of the Southern Dragon Monarch Mansion, personally solicits, then you have to look at it differently.

”It is indeed our Palace Master who personally solicited.”

Long Sanye smiled.

”Your Palace Lord knows how to keep talents in the first place.”

A faint sneer flashed deep in Li Xuance's eyes.

After a while, Long Sanye took Li Xuance to the reception hall and saw Su Han and Long Xiaojiao.

”Wuxin Daoist, this is the elder Li Xuance Li of the ancient Yinmen, you have met him before.”

Long Sanye introduced to Su Han.

Su Han smiled and clasped his fists: ”The junior has no intentions, I have seen Elder Li.”

”I have a disciple named Liu Qingyang, who died in your hands?”

Li Xuance said lightly.

Su Han nodded: ”Some time ago, I did kill a quasi-sage named Liu Qingyang.”

The atmosphere was somewhat silent.

After a while, Li Xuance smiled and said, ”Is there any enmity between you and him? If it's just a discussion, there is not much need to kill him.”

”There is no hatred, it's just that someone from the Huoyan tribe was refining creatures into blood beads.

I killed it easily.

I don't know whether Liu Qingyang has some personal relationships with the quasi-sage of the Huoyan tribe, so he came here.

The junior missed a moment and accidentally killed this brother Liu. ”

Su Han smiled.

”Fire Rock Clan Quasi-sage? Refining creatures into blood beads?”

Long Sanye's expression shook slightly.

However, Li Xuance heard an unusual smell from Su Han's words, his brows wrinkled slightly, and a look of solemnity appeared in his eyes:

”You mean, my disciple of the ancient hidden gate is in collusion with the wandering race that refines creatures into blood beads?”

”Is it right? I don't have much evidence now. May I check it myself?”

Su Han said lightly.

Li Xuance suddenly exuded a touch of murderous intent, and instantly enveloped Su Han. When Long Sanye saw this, he directly scolded:

”Elder Li, this is Nangan Longjun Mansion.”

”He is the worship of your Longjun Mansion, and now he speaks of slandering my Taikoo Hidden Gate. Should he give me an explanation for this matter, or does your Longjun Mansion give me an explanation for him?” Li Xuance swept the dragon coldly. San Ye glanced, his gaze fell on Su Han again.