Evil Emperor’s Poisonous Consort: Divine Doctor Young Miss

The master of the Nanyang Temple looks a little pensive. He can sit in this seat, so he is certainly not an ordinary person. He can clearly distinguish the relationship between power and power.

"These on the table are the sincerity of Canglong Pavilion. In addition, there is something I want to give to you. I think the master of the palace will like it." The smile on the corner of Long Qingfeng's mouth suddenly turned a little bloodthirsty.

Suddenly, several eyes in the room focused on Long Qingfeng's face, some were surprised, some were confused, and most of them were curious.

After all, Long Qingfeng had put almost all the chips on the table just now, and in order to persuade Nanyang Temple to take action, he even involved Beiming Shenzong and Tianfeng clan.

Does he have other chips in his hand?

It was not only the people in Nanyang Temple who had similar voices in their hearts, but also the elders of Canglong Pavilion who came with Long Qingfeng.

Under the gaze of everyone, the smile on Long Qingfeng's mouth became more and more mysterious. He placed his arm beside the table and raised it slightly, causing some changes in the eyes of everyone present.

Weak spiritual power fluctuations were emitted, and a black and rumbling object landed on the desk with a "dong" sound.

A human head, a dried human head.

You can tell that this is a woman from the distorted facial features and the few remaining pieces of silver jewelry in her hair.

"Elder Long, what do you mean by this? Is it possible that you want to demonstrate to our Nanyang Temple?" The eyes of an elder from Nanyang Temple suddenly became fierce. At the same time, the pressure in his body was released, and the air in the hall instantly solidified, like a Solids generally press on everyone's mind.

The elders of Canglong Pavilion were shocked, and their dark pupils shrank a bit. The cultivation of this elder was surprisingly strong!

An elder actually has the cultivation level of the late Earth Spirit!

I originally thought that with these few people, even if there was a conflict, I would be able to escape without winning. But now it seems that I have underestimated the strength of Nanyang Temple.

Long Qingfeng felt the pressure in the hall, and the smile on his lips froze, but soon his eyes flashed with joy.

With such strength, if you can help yourself, why worry about failure in your great cause?

"Don't be nervous, everyone. This head is the sincerity I bring to you. Decades ago, there was an outer sect woman who used her beauty to seduce the inner sect disciples, killed them, took away the skills and treasures, and sneaked into the mainland for many years. Since then, Nanyang Temple has been looking for this person, I think you all should remember this."

Long Qingfeng slowly opened his mouth. The head on the table was naturally that of the Poisonous Widow.

Of course, the reason why he knew this was because when the party absorbed the poisonous widow's bloodline, he also absorbed the poisonous widow's memory.

Otherwise, he would not know that Poison Widow hid such a deep secret. Therefore, before going to Canglong Pavilion, Long Qingfeng expected that he could win over Nanyang Temple in the future, so he brought Poison Widow's head.

Sure enough, after Long Qingfeng said this, several strong men from the Nanyang Temple sitting opposite looked startled.

If Long Qingfeng hadn't mentioned it, they would have almost forgotten this past event. Fortunately, the inner disciple that the poisonous widow trapped and killed was the descendant of an elder in the palace. The earth spirit elder was furious and ordered all check.

At this time, there was a sensation among the sect, and the palace even sent hundreds of masters to search for it in Nanyang for several years.

No one expected that after decades, it would be discovered again, and in this way!

"What do you think of this sincerity?" The corners of Long Qingfeng's mouth gradually curved.