Chapter 397 I'm a rumin' dog

Sang Mingyu looked at the twenty-eight people and turned his mind. It seemed that this son was really planning to get rid of himself. What should he do? If you use force, I'm afraid that these 28 witches can make themselves schizophrenic and become an idiot, not to mention their unfathomable strength, far better than their own.

"Brother," he took a deep breath and said slowly, "Do you really don't know what the master thinks?"

"What does it matter what he thinks?" The hidden murderous man appeared and said coldly, "Even if you are a saint, you haven't officially been sealed. If I kill you, what will the master do with me?"

"For the master, I am just a sacrificial dog, and I will throw it aside after using it. In my position, the master will naturally not do anything to you. Sang Mingyu's mind turned sharply. It's really difficult for this 17-year-old teenager. Seeing that his life is at stake, he is still talking about enemies who don't know how many times stronger than himself. "But I, as a dog, can't be killed at the moment."

Zan Ziyin smiled and said, "You know yourself very well, rumbling dog! Well, it's a good metaphor. Tell me, why can't I kill you?"

"The ruminant dog..." The humiliation brought by this contemptuous name made him cut his whole body like a knife, and his blood seemed to explode. "Is my king of teenagers on Kongsang Island really a dog when he comes to your door? I'm not reconciled!" Sang Mingyu roared in the bottom of his heart, "One day, I will tie you on chains and trample them all under my feet!"

Although I am extremely hateful and humiliated in my heart, I still have a faint smile on my face and a respectful face: "Brother, because you killed me at this time, the master will definitely hold a grudge for the rest of my life. My dream of hundreds of years will be extinguished."

"Oh?" Mi Ziyin sneered and said, "Do you have such a great charm?"

"If not, why would my master allow me to be such a high position as a poor teenager?" Sang Mingyu looked at him and said.

"Tay!" Mi Ziyin is short and uttered.

"Brother, please back to the left and right." Sang Mingyu Road.

"No." The dragonfly waved casually, and a transparent film suddenly condensed into the air, covering the two people like ripples. But it is the seal of the witch god, which is enough to isolate any sound. As long as the spiritual power is not as strong, it is almost impossible to break through this seal.

Sang Mingyu was relieved and told him about Dongyue Jun Jizhong's adultery with Wu Li and stepping on the stone. Qi Ziyin's expression slowly became solemn and said in a low voice, "Have you caught the witch gift?"

"Yes, it has been brought to Fengju Yumen with Gui Yanchu, and the master ordered Brother You to take care of it." Sang Mingyu Road.

Mi Ziyin stared at him deeply and meditated for a long time. Sang Mingyu actually felt his huge spiritual power surging in the seal. Obviously, his mood fluctuated greatly.

"Very good, very good." He said slowly, "If you really can use this to defeat the Witch Gate, it's not too much to seal your holy position."

Sang Mingyu hurriedly said, "The master knew that the disciple's talent was not enough to take on such a big deal, so he ordered me to report the situation to my brother. Today, there is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to ask him to preside over the overall situation and launch the worst blow to the witchcraft after the battle."

"Oh?" Mi Ziyin's heart was moved. After all, although he was the head of the door, the right of sacrifice was in the hands of the witch gate, which was like stepping on a ladder of the same height, watching the fruit in front of him being picked by others. The pain in his heart could be imagined. If Sang Mingyu's chip is properly played, he can pick at least half of the fruit.

"Come and have a look." The son said in secret.

Sang Mingyu smiled faintly: "Brother, what is the biggest thing in Diqiu seven days later?"

"After seven days?" Mi Ziyin pondered for a moment and was shocked, "Are you talking about the marriage between Yao Chonghua and Ehuang and Nu Ying?"

Sang Mingyu nodded with a smile: "Master said, since you want to gamble, the gambling table is bigger. What's the bigger gambling platform in the world?