Ling Xiao was completely left out.

Even though Ling Xiao's master is powerful, the Holy Pattern Temple is too powerful.

Naturally they care more.

"Let's go, why bother here!"

Ling Xiao looked at Murong Qing who was ignored and sighed. After all, he still couldn't bear it.

He grabbed Murong Qing's hand and turned to leave.

"stop!"

Murong Chen's voice rang out: "I just didn't talk to you, so do you want to leave in shame?

A wild girl is a wild girl.

Huh, no education at all.

And you, who are you, dare to flirt with me, a member of the Murong Divine Clan, at will."

Ling Xiao frowned, this person was really annoying.

Is it possible that by achieving some achievements, we can stop looking down on the people in the world?

"What a joke. She was so happy when she heard you were back.

I came up to talk to you but you ignored me. Who on earth is uneducated?

Also, it’s none of your business that I’m arguing with her, don’t you deny that she is your sister?”

Ling Xiao is not as good-tempered as Murong Qing.

What's more, in his opinion, Murong Chen was not worth mentioning at all.

How dare you reprimand him? You are looking for death.

"shut up!"

Murong Chen's face suddenly darkened.

"Chen'er, this is your sister's savior, and his master is at least a level 10 holy pattern master.

Don’t be rude.”

The head of the Murong family frowned.

He also disliked Murong Chen's attitude of casually offending others.

After all, it's better to have more friends in this day and age.

"What does a tenth-level holy pattern master mean? My two senior brothers, less than a hundred years old, are already ninth-level holy pattern masters.

Within ten years, he will definitely be able to break through to level ten.

His master is a tenth-level holy pattern master, not him.

What is there to be proud of?"
Chapter completed!