MTL - A Demon’s Path-Chapter 839 Stubborn
The appearance of Ling Xiao suddenly cooled down the entire boiling scene. Those who thought that Ling Xiao disappeared saw Ling Xiao again, and they didn’t know what it was.
Looking back, the purpose of their coming here seems to not really want to force Ling Xiao to disband the Blue Sky Alliance, but just want Ling Xiao to come back, they have a bottom in their hearts.
Everyone understands that they are no longer able to go to the Murong Huatian, Murong Huatian will report, will never accept his former enemy.
Therefore, their only hope is the return of the lord.
With the appearance of Ling Xiao, unconsciously, the hearts of the people were strangely calmed down.
Of course, these years of trepidation have made these people feel a lot of grievances, so that they have not been able to control the anger in the center, and said to Ling Xiao, "Ling Meng, dare to ask you for more than five years without asking the Alliance. You are worthy of our alliance."
Ling Xiao fell from the sky, and he sincerely bowed to the representatives of the family: "You, this is my fault, I did not expect that I went to find a very important thing and went so long. It’s really wrong for me to do this. I don’t want to explain anything.”
When Ling Xiaoyi came back, he apologized. When he remembered the strength of Ling Xiao, the hearts of the people felt that Ling Xiao’s apology should be from the heart.
If Ling Xiao’s man took advantage of it, he could see all his strengths, even if he was not given the face of the blue family, he would still kill people in front of the blue family.
Now that Ling Xiao feels that he is losing money, he will apologize, at least showing his sincerity.
"Ling Meng, the apology is not important. What is important is that you know what happened in the recent period." Some people still can't completely calm their anger, and they can't help but hate.
Ling Xiaowei smiled and said: "It is because I know what happened, so I came back later."
Ling Xiao took out a big bag and looked at the appearance of the bag. Everyone guessed that the things inside should be human.
"Everyone, I brought back the allies of the allies and the elders of Amakusa from the city of Yunyun. Everyone will recognize it and bury it." Ling Xiao carefully untied the bag and rolled a human head out of the bag. .
Because they want to play a deterrent role, Murong Huatian deliberately soaked these people's heads with water, so some people still have not rotted for several months.
The people of the family quickly took back the first level of their people, and their hearts were filled with grief.
This kind of shame and anger can only be realized by people who have personally experienced it.
After everyone was silent, they looked up and looked at Ling Xiao with full expectation.
These people can be taken back from the guarded Yunyun City, which shows the strength of their owners.
In order to keep these heads from being stolen, there are a lot of security inside and outside of Yunyun City.
They didn't try to steal those heads back or grab them back, but those chain soul teachers who sent them never had to go back.
Unless you are stealing from the ranks of the Blue Dragon or the Blue Demon, or if the big forces attack the Floating Cloud City, don't try to get back the heads.
I haven't heard of any large-scale military attack on the floating cloud city recently. It is enough to prove that their ally, Ling Xiao, relied on the people around him to **** the head back.
This kind of strength is really worthy of being their ally.
"Lord, we can't be passive like this." Some **** guys couldn't help but yell: "We want the tower of the gods to know our anger."
Ling Xiao’s face was covered with a bright smile: “You, rest assured, give me half a year, I will give it to you.”
On the top floor of the tower of the demon, the old priest, who was old and tough, stood in front of Murong Huatian and said calmly: "Ling 潇 came back, he snatched the head hanging on the floating cloud city, the soul of the soul, Do you want to continue?"
Murong Huatian said faintly: "Why not, I have to see how much progress has been made during the five years that this kid has disappeared."
"How much progress can be made." B. The priest frowned. "Now, at most, the seven-level yellow level is repaired. If it is not the ability to tear the void by the demon gold woven bird, how can he get it from me? Take those heads away."
Murong Huatian looked at the priest seriously, almost saying it in a word: "Don't underestimate my grandson."
The B priest was too lazy to take care of Murong Huatian and turned away.
Behind him, came the voice of Murong Huatian’s warning: "B kill, pay attention to safety."
The priest did not stop and quickly disappeared in front of Murong Huatian.
A guy with a face of slavery walked out of the void and appeared in front of Murong Huatian. This man was dressed in a white priest's gown, and he was a good priest who was good at divination.
"The brother-in-law is very fierce." Geng priest yelled at the genius of the genius, and looked awkward. If he had a pair of celestial bones, he looked like a sly look. .
It is a pity that he is born with a slave, and how to pretend to be a high-ranking person can only be effective, giving a kind of disgusting feeling.
Probably because of this, Murong Huatian did not look at his appearance, and closed his eyes directly: "There can be a method of cracking."
Seeing Murong Huatian asked, the Geng priest immediately changed into a face and said: "As long as the Lord of the Soul can recall the B-brother, this fierceness can be broken."
Murong Huatian still closed his eyes and said: "Geng, your divination may have gotten most of the Huojia's true biography, but you will never reach the highest level."
As a result of Murong Huatian, Geng immediately stunned: "Why, I still hope that the Lord of the Soul will show it."
"Destiny is doomed, it is because of human character." Murong Huatian said slowly: "Even if the old man is now letting the old B come back, he will never look back. I understand him, so this is still unsolvable. ""
Geng Yi was stunned and couldn’t speak for a long time.
He wants to refute Murong Huatian, but on the one hand he does not dare. On the other hand, he really can't think of anything to refute.
Murong Huatian knows that Geng is not convinced and can't help but chill: "If your divination technique is really strong, how can you save Ding Yuanzhi? You don't know if he is in danger."
Geng Wei has never seen Murong Huatian speak to himself in such a tone, scared the cold sweat on his forehead, and Murong Huatian’s tone is not to teach himself, but to be directly accountable.
"And, you are not calculating the priest's sorrow will be counted by Ling Xiao, but in the end you are not wrong, and he is almost killed."
Murong Hua Tianzhu said that a sect was a bureau that could not be resolved by Geng, and he couldn’t breathe when he heard it. He threw himself on the ground: "The Lord of the Soul, I... I..."
"Huojia is the family that is best at divination, but why Huojia will be destroyed by the old man." Murong Huatian stood up and glanced at Geng Biao: "It is not for your sake, but because they know, In the face of strong strength, even if their Huo family can be a good fortune, they still can't hide the fate of being slaughtered."
Geng's brains are all words of Murong Huatian, and I have been squatting on the ground for a long time.
"From now on, you will also close the priest and the priests and priests until I call you out."
Geng Wei only remembers that he heard Murong Huatian say this, and then he couldn’t remember even how he went back to the Gentry priest.
"Heaven, destiny, character, strength..." Geng Yi shut himself up, and recited these words repeatedly, day and night, as if these words were the most difficult problem in his life.
The Ding priest died, and the priests went away. Three other priests closed their doors, and the tower of the demon was suddenly cold.
What the people of the Devil's Tower did not know was that at the moment they had a priest who was busy outside, and he was the B priest.
The goal of B priest this time: Tiancao Zong, Ling Xiao.
B-killing simply believes in what is called the heavenly way. I am used to the soul of the soul, Murong Huatian, who "fucks the ghosts" and fools all beings. He always believes that only strength is the real thing.
B priest B killed and remembered that Murong Huatian once said that Ling Xiao has become a heavenly chaotic star, able to overturn the fate of the entire three realms.
What Murong Huatian has to do is to get great benefits from Ling Xiao’s disruption of the fate of the Three Realms.
B did not believe, he felt that Murong Huatian was suffering from raising tigers.
Therefore, he is now going to kill Ling Xiao, so that it can be proved that the so-called heaven is just a ridiculous statement.
He wants Murong Huatian to realize this, so that he can use his true strength to seize the power of the Three Realms to kill, instead of waiting for Ling Xiao to grow up.
He is the loyalty of Murong Huatian. He is an old comrade who fought with Murong Huatian. Even if it is an extremely dangerous thing to assassinate Ling Xiao, he may even have to pay his own life. He has to do it.
Besides, in his impression, killing Ling Xiao and pinching an ant is almost the same.
On a moonlit night, a white figure appeared outside the celestial defensive array.
Faced with a strong medicinal and faint purple light, the celestial sects took out a soul stone and threw it out.
"Snapped."
A slight burst of sound rang, and in the vast air, no one noticed such a sound.
With the explosion of the soul stone, the purple light curtain showed a gap that could accommodate one person.
The priest B slain like a fallen leaf, and fell into the back yam garden of Amakusa.
B. He did not know where Ling Xiao lived. He did not know where the bedroom of the Amakusa lord was, but he had his means.
As one of the strongest killers in the Heavenly Kingdom, there is no one. The tracking ability of the B-kill is also the first-class in the soul of the mainland.
Only a dozen Tiancao disciples in the medicinal garden watched the night there, because some precious herbs were flowering at night, and the time was short. These disciples did these things.
B did not alarm them, even if his white figure passed by them, they did not even feel a trace of the wind.
What they didn't even notice was that the B-kills around them had "collected" some fragments from their memories. The fragments told B. The location of the Amakusa ancestor was in which area.
