Chapter 529 Elder

"See you, Holy Elder, I am a bamboo leaf!" Zhu Zhu nodded.

Poof, Huimo's body made close contact with the hard and cold ground, and Huimo's eyes flashed with a strong resentment.

I lost a lot of money this time.

He got up with difficulty and dared not look at Zhu Zhu. He only dared to hide his inner resentment and resentment, as well as the cold murder. In silence, he staggered behind the young man in black and wanted to stand still, but the mysterious teenager beside him frowned slightly, and his eyes suddenly appeared.

Clearly captured this slight move of the mysterious teenager, Huimo's body suddenly froze there, dared not move at all, dare not move to the teenager or leave the teenager, and looked embarrassed.

"Not bad! You are very good! But that's right. Isn't it easy for monsters to be stared at by old people? The young man in black shook his head slightly and smiled.

"Holy Elder's False praise!" Zhu Zhu was polite one after another.

My heart is even more hateful. Is there anything good to be stared at by the punishment elder?

"You don't have to be nervous. With the strength of your leader, it's not easy for you to escape or do something. If you are too nervous, it won't help!"

Zhu Zhu nodded, "I'm not so nervous, but I'm a little curious. Why am I being targeted by you? It seems that at my level, it hasn't reached that level?"

"Ha ha, you are polite. The fluctuation caused by the genius of the Mawang realm when he broke through the supreme realm almost destroyed the Mawang's palace and Mawang City. How can such a big demon not enter our sight?" The young man in black shook his head.

Zhu Zhu frowned slightly. He looked at the young man in black robe, and his heart was full of puzzlement and very puzzled. From the moment he entered the door, the words of the young man in the black robe showed appreciation, and even sometimes the praise was a little exaggerated.

This makes him vigilant!

He Zhu Zhu still knew about it.

This is relatively common in some large forces. Even now Xuantian has shown signs of this. In order to compete for resources and reputation, it is extremely common for disciples to secretly fight.

"Hum... Now that there is praise, who will carry out the killer?" Zhu Zhu sneered in his heart, and a flash of lightning flashed in his mind. Looking at the mysterious teenager, the crisis in his heart became stronger and stronger.

It turned out to be him!

"It's a pity that I don't know the identity of the mysterious teenager in front of me, otherwise, I can kill this invisibly in words! Old-fashioned!" Zhu Zhu couldn't help admiring.

"Ha ha, Holy Elder, since your target is me, why do you involve Uncle Ba Gong and my teacher, Master Garros? It doesn't seem necessary, does it?" Zhu Zhu shifted the target.

Since the killing can't be broken, or the killing game has been formed, the murder revealed by the mysterious teenager is getting stronger and stronger, and he is too lazy to pay attention to it.

The so-called soldiers come to block, and the water comes and the earth cover, and they will eventually starve to death.

"Ha ha, we're just a routine investigation!" The young man in black smiled.

"Well, it's getting late. It's time for us to go. We have to get to Mawangcheng before evening. Aren't you worried about your teacher Garros? Then follow my commander back to Mawang City!"

Zhu Zhu grinned and said, "That's right. It's been a while since the end of the battle. The government hasn't given me the championship prize yet. I'm just going to go through the procedures to enter the Pig Emperor College."

The young man in black smiled and did not refute Zhu Zhu.

Zhu sighed, and his vigilance became stronger and stronger. What he just revealed was that he was still a student of the court, and he was also the champion of Shenma War and an associate student of Zhuhuang College.

But it seems that the young man in black doesn't pay attention to these, or should not care.

Why does the young man in black have so much confidence?

This is what Zhu Zhu is thinking about.

"Is it true that the Pig Emperor College is really the best demon clan, and there is no boundary to fight against it?"

"Ba Gong, there are still some things we haven't finished talking about. You can also follow!" The young man in black glanced at the military commander, Ba Gong, and his words were not so polite.

The worker snorted coldly and stood up.

In the evening, a group of people appeared in the Mawang Mansion.

Along the way, the young man in black did not say another word, as if he had forgotten him, and the mysterious teenager did not speak or do anything against him.

Weird!

Zhu feels very strange, but there is no good way at present. The safety of his teacher, Master Garros and military commander Ba Gong, is still in the hands of the other party. At present, there is no good way to do it.

"Galos, I don't have so much time spent on you. Quickly explain your problem. Where did the way of the rune array come from?" In the dark and cold underground cage, a middle-aged demon with a gloomy face sat on the ink jade gold seat, and his eyes were like a cold bone scraper, cutting Garros.

Garros looked a little embarrassed, but he was not seriously injured. In the face of the middle-aged demon, he sneered: "What's the problem? Where did the way of rune come from? These are my privacy. Why should I tell you? What if you sit down as the leader as a criminal elder? You can't spy on my privacy!"

Garros' tone is resolute.

The murderous flashed in the eyes of the gloomy middle-aged demon's eyes, "Galos, I have less and less patience with you. Don't think that I really dare not kill you!"

Garros looked at the middle-aged demon coldly: "In terms of strength, you are always a sixth-order saint, and I'm just a ninth-order demon. If you want to kill me, it's just an idea."

"However, as one of the six powerful elders in the Mawang realm, I, not to mention that I have made no mistakes, even if I make mistakes, it is also the trial of the holy elders of the Mawang's mansion. How can it be your turn?"

Tough!

At this moment, in the face of the sixth-order saint and the tiger and wolf-like enemies, Garros looked calm and showed his strong side, and was not photographed by the momentum of the middle-aged demon.

There is an angry flame in the eyes of the middle-aged demon. If it hadn't been for Garros's fear, he would have started the secret of searching for souls, how could he talk nonsense with Garros?

It really echoes the old saying that there are many words that are not speculative!

He didn't get any information from Garros. It's really hard-mouthed!

"Galos, take care of yourself!" After all, the middle-aged demon hid his anger. Garros looked coldly and disappeared into the underground cage.

Garros breathed a long sigh of relief. The middle-aged demon had acted like this. For three days, he did not believe that the holy elders in King Ma's Mansion did not get the news that he was imprisoned.

"Are you watching?" Garros sighed.

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"Big Elder, this Garros fruit is really smelly and hard! Three days, in three days, the criminal leader has not taken any advantage of it and hasn't found any news!"

In the valley where hundreds of flowers are competing, there are waves of fragrance. On the right side of the valley, there is a cave, the entrance of the cave, and a sky curtain slowly closes.

The elder, there are many elders in the Mawang Mansion. As long as they have the cultivation of the supreme realm and the position of elder, they can be called the elder.

And among the words of a great elder and the holy elder in Mawang's mansion, there is also an elder called the great elder, that is, the middle-aged beautiful woman in front of him.

Eighth Saint!

The real power monster of the Mawang Mansion. In today's era, when the great demon king is not obvious, she is the Mawang Mansion, which is the sky of the Mawang realm.

Hearing the housekeeper's words, the middle-aged woman frowned slightly, and there was a trace of anger in her eyebrows.

The old housekeeper said in his heart that from this move, he knew the tendency of middle-aged beautiful women. In the past three days, only his tentative words just now have changed the expression of middle-aged beautiful women slightly.

Is it true that the elder is going to take action?

The wrinkles on the old man's face suddenly unfolded, and his figure seemed to become taller, and his breath was extremely strong.

But when I looked at it, the old man was still old, his wrinkled face, and his slightly rickety body.

"Uncle Zhuo, how long have you been with me?" The middle-aged beautiful woman said softly.

The old man's wrinkled face is more wrinkled, and the ravines are particularly clear, but the kindness in his eyes is particularly sincere. "It's been 3, 892 years! In three months, it will be 3,890 years..."

"We are all old!" The middle-aged woman sighed.

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