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The momentum of the two became louder and louder, so that the internal forces in the two began to get out of control.

Jiang Chen was also slowly substituted into that ethereal state, his body almost moved with his heart, and everything his mind began to fuse into his body.

Ten minutes later, looking at the damaged courtyard, Mo Qiong'an and Ye Ying sat helplessly on the roof. There was no way, the danger below was very high.

And he didn't know when the God of Wealth would appear again. He was very surprised to see the fight between the two below.

"Shadow, what do you think of Jiang Chen?" God of Wealth asked.

"Master, this Jiang Chen has great potential, and that Qingsong is a master, very talented, I can't beat him in ordinary martial arts competitions, but in life and death fights, he is not as good as me, and Jiang Chen can pass so many moves in Qingsong's hands, it shows that he The potential is great, and the future achievements are limitless." A dark shadow appeared ghostly next to him, and said seriously.

"How about he do that?" the God of Wealth asked.

"Difficult, very difficult. I have investigated this person. The forces behind him are intricate, and his skills are so abrupt that there is no news at all. I suspect that there is someone behind him. If it is really That way, the people behind him will let us choose him?" Shadow said.

The God of Wealth didn't speak, but just sighed silently. He finally found a suitable candidate, but he couldn't use it.

"Master, it's time to decide the outcome." Shadow reminded.

The God of Wealth looked down, but after seeing the two collided, they took two steps back.

The stone slabs on the ground collapsed several pieces in an instant as their feet fell.

"Happy, happy, Xinyi is indeed the most suitable move for attacking. Compared with Bajiquan, it is more ruthless. I have to say, it is really comfortable to fight with you." Qingsong said with a smile.

"Uncle Qingsong, you are comfortable, let's take a look at the yard." Mo Qiongan stood on the top of the wall and said.

Only then did Qingsong and Jiang Chen notice that as the two of them did not control themselves, the entire yard was almost destroyed. The surrounding plants had long been destroyed, the green grass on the ground had also been cleared away, and even the surrounding stone tables and benches were destroyed. , all shattered at this moment.

"Well, I'm sorry, I didn't control myself well. In this way, let Mo boy pay you compensation, and I will go outside and wait for you." Qingsong turned around and ran away after speaking.

"Why is it me, Uncle Qingsong, don't leave." Mo Qiong'an felt like crying.

"Boy Mo, I'll leave it to you. I'll go down and make a bill for you. Remember to send someone over." Ye Ying smiled, and then turned over directly from the wall.

Jiang Chen didn't know what to say, after all, he was also responsible for this.

After collecting the bill, Mo Qiongan followed out muttering.

But when he saw the green pine, his face immediately became much happier.

Well, this point is exactly the same as Fatty's. Sure enough, those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black. This sentence is absolutely true.

After getting into the car, Qingsong directly closed his eyes to rest his mind, and Mo Qiongan didn't use the driver, and drove directly to the headquarters of the imperial capital.

Turning left and right, it took nearly two hours before we arrived near a building.

"This is the headquarters, it's too blatant." Jiang Chen looked at the 30-storey building, and for a moment he didn't know how to describe his mood.

"Of course, didn't you see that the Special Event Research Center is actually the Eight-faced Pagoda." Mo Qiongan showed his ID at the door, and as soon as he drove into the compound, he saw many people surrounding him.

"Uncle Qingsong, you have such great face, so many people have come to pick you up." Mo Qiong'an said enviously.

"It's not necessarily here to pick up people, but I think it's for revenge." Jiang Chen pointed to those people in the distance.

Mo Qiongan was stunned for a moment, but found that the few people who were controlled by the Ye family before all appeared here.

"Get out of the car." Those people gathered around and said to Mo Qiong'an.

Mo Qiongan had no choice but to get out of the car in an orderly manner. This was not the Ye family, but the headquarters of the Eight-faced Stupa. He didn't want to cause trouble for himself.

Who knew that just as he got out of the car, he saw that Qingsong exploded and shot directly.

In just over ten seconds, there was no one standing around.

"Uncle Qingsong, this is the headquarters of the Eight-faced Stupa." Mo Qiong'an reminded.

Jiang Chen didn't expect Qingsong to be so irritable, more decisive than himself.

He just taught him a little lesson, but he almost beat him to death.

"The Eight-faced Stupa exists to defend against those people outside. If it becomes the dog's leg of some people, it doesn't matter." Qingsong said domineeringly.

Jiang Chen only felt that he hugged his thigh, this time Ye Ying's matter could be resolved smoothly.

Sure enough, after hitting the young one, the old one couldn't sit still, and several old men came over.

"Qingsong, you are also a member of the Eight-faced Buddha, why do you want to attack the younger generation?" The old man who took the lead, Jiang Chen, knew a little bit. He was the deacon elder inside the Eight-faced Buddha. I saw a picture of him when I was with my grandfather.

"You still ask me, when did the Eight-faced Pagoda become your personal belongings, and even I dare to stop it?" Qingsong sneered.

"Qingsong, you don't care about world affairs anymore. You don't know many things, and you are easily deceived by villains. In addition, these people are newly recruited. It's normal not to know you, but you are so resolute that you hurt people with your actions. , Do you think it is appropriate?" asked the elder deacon.

"The Eight-faced Buddha was erected by my Qingsong and the Mo family. I don't know anyone, and I shouldn't know me. Besides, there is a kid from the Mo family next to me. The information on the Eight-faced Buddha is now behind, and this is not even a thing. You know?" Qing Song scolded coldly.

"you."

"Qingsong, they are wrong about this matter, but you can't cover Ye Ying. She violated the rules of the Eight-faced Stupa, so she must bear the corresponding punishment." white hair.

"Old man, are you still alive? Or do you think you've lived long enough?" Qing Song looked at the old man playfully and said.

"Presumptuous, Qingsong, how can you say that about the person in charge of the Eight Faced Pagoda?" said the elder deacon.

"The person in charge? The person in charge of the Bamian Pagoda is my brother Mo, and will always be. If he is dead, no one else is qualified." Qingsong didn't recognize the old man's identity as the person in charge at all.

"Qingsong, you have been away from the world for too long, many things have changed, besides, Mo Changqing has been dead for so many years, and the Eight-faced Pagoda still needs to be operated. I am not talented, and they recommended me as the person in charge, so I didn't notify you. Of course , if you are willing, I will give you this position, but I don't want you to cover those who betrayed the Eight-faced Stupa."