In front of Xinting, kneel down on the ground respectfully.

Originally sitting cross-legged, Zhao Xinting, who closed his eyes and cultivated his eyes slightly opened his eyes, glanced at the scarlet arrow representing the top secret in the hands of the believers, and a trace of lightly said with a smile on his soft cheek: “There is news from this master. Right.”

Having said that, Zhao Xinting made the others avoid, and only the disciplinary, the Left Right Protector, and himself were left in the great hall.

“Sect Lord is wise, he is not known about the prophet! The disciple 10000 points admire.” The face of the cultist was full of respect from his heart.

Zhao Xinting favored Ming Minghao, covering the moon, shaming flowers cheeks with a charming smile: “If there is no wrong guess in this seat, this information must be written… Demonic Master Qin Hou loses all cultivation for unknown reasons base, live a step-by-step life like a mortal dog, right?”

With that, Zhao Xinting’s proud nodded, hands behind ones back looked up at the roof of the temple, his eyes narrowed with a long sigh, and his heart was turned 100 times.

“Teacher, how should Xinting take you?”

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