Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

"I... I was wrong..."

"Master Murong..."

"It's all... my fault..."

"I utter madness..."

"You...you spare me, I...I don't want to die...don't want to die..."

The master of Qiyao Pavilion, Shan Jue, trembled with his lips, covered in blood and sweat, and his whole person was in a state of extreme panic.

If he were given a chance to choose again, he might not set foot on this battleship at all...

Click...

A bone cracking sound came again...

I saw the head of the young master of Qi Yao Pavilion Shan Jue directly landed...

Those eyes were so wide that they seemed to show the extreme unwillingness in my heart...

But at this moment, no matter how unwilling, I can only choose to endure silently...

"The young master of the Seven Lights Pavilion maliciously slandered this bishop, and has now been killed by the bishop!"

"The bishop took you to the Guangming Academy to participate in the enrollment assessment! I wanted to have a smooth journey, but some people just want to do things!"

"In the future, if the bishop hears these nonsense again, he will be punished severely!"

The first-class bright alliance temple is the third poinsettia archbishop Murong said in words, and his eyes gradually gathered in his eyes. As he spoke, the cold color became more and more dense, with a biting pressure, as if he could People are wrapped and swallowed instantly.

At this moment, how can the crowd eating melons dare to be disrespectful? One after another fell into silence.

Shan Jue, the young master of Qiyao Pavilion, is an example...

Now that this guy is dead, to talk about it, the old man is still a saint, this archbishop Murong hasn't given face, so it's them, isn't it just a matter of minutes?

Now it's a gesture of keeping the dog's life...

Jing Zhan, the **** child of Qingtian Sanctuary Bright Alliance Temple, had already weakened his legs in fright.

He was also involved in this matter just now...

This time, Fang Fan broke his arms and only stopped slightly...

He just endured a little bit just now, otherwise, I'm afraid he will also go with the master of the Seven Lights Pavilion, Shan Jue...

If they really did this, then their endings would probably be similar...

As soon as he thought of this, the young pavilion of the Seven Lights Pavilion was covered with cold sweat all over his body. At this moment, he was completely soaked in his clothes, and he couldn't speak to himself.

This kind of panic in my heart is gathering, and it is hard to express the least.

Now I can only tremble and express my helplessness and speechlessness...

"Fang Fan, come with me."

Murong Yu glanced at Fang Fan suddenly, then said.

Fang Fan was taken aback for a moment, what did this mean? Is it possible to retaliate against him?

Speaking of which, although Murong Yu suppressed those rumors with his own powerful means, the rumors were fierce. Some things, the more suppressed, the more they rebound...

How do you say this rumor is also implicated in him, now I don't want to avoid suspicion, but I want to call myself?

Seeing this, still thinking about getting along alone?

Fang Fan raised his eyebrows, feeling a little surprised inexplicably...

"the host……"

The little female slave Xueling grabbed Fang Fan's arm with a worried look on her face, even she could see that something was wrong.

Fang Fan shrugged, touched the little head of the little girl slave Xue Ling, gave a relieved look, and then strode forward.

Although Fang Fan appeared indifferent like water on the surface, he was panicked in his heart...

Who knows if this woman will suddenly come back and give him a sudden attack, with the power of the Holy Venerable Realm, and Fang Fan will be instantly cold even if he has nine lives.