Chapter 82 Two bastards

For Jin Shengtian, this night will undoubtedly be the most unforgettable one since he became the owner of Jincheng.

There was a slight sound outside, which was easily mistaken for the sound of Warcraft walking, but Jin Shengtian knew that his powerful men were coming.

In a moment, six soul practitioners in cyan robes rushed to the cave. Their cultivation is no worse than that of the purple robe guards, but they are insignificant in the face of the masters of the soul realm.

"See the city lord." Several soul practitioners respectfully visited Jin Shengtian first, "I have seen the two young masters." Then he saluted like the two Mr. Jin.

Jin Shengtian waved his hand to make several soul practitioners stand up, and the two brothers Jin Mingkang actually didn't even look at these soul practitioners. They held their heads high and hummed gently with their noses, which was a response. They have never been polite to their father's people, who are slaves to them.

The soul man in green robe stood respectfully around Jin Shengtian and listened to his dispatch.

Jin Shengtian said, "Just tonight, two masters of the soul realm came to Jincheng to cause trouble. I think you should all know."

"If your subordinates failed to arrive in time after receiving the letter, please punish them." Six people said in unison.

"There is no need to punish. You can't help when you arrive, but it's just a loss of manpower. The 20 purple-robed guards I have died. I don't want you to sacrifice in vain." After saying that, Jin Shengtian sighed. He could no longer feel the knots of those purple robes to protect his body, which could only happen after death. Twenty purple robe guards have followed him for more than 80 years. This night, the master of the soul realm was killed. How can he not be heartbroken? He is thinking of building a personal guard, which can't be done without more than 50 years of time.

"Thank you for your care." After the green robe soul repairer finished speaking, he lowered his head and said no words. They know that Jin Shengtian will not let them sacrifice in vain. If someone really wants to make sacrifices, Jin Shengtian will push them out without hesitation. However, they still have to obey. Everything about themselves is given by Leifumen and Jin Shengtian. Without Leifumen, they will not be soul practitioners now. It is estimated that they have long become a pile of broken bones in the floating earth.

Jin Mingkang muttered to Jin Minghui and said, "Minghui, you see that Dad's slaves are so obedient every time. When will we ** the first batch of such slaves? How majestic it is."

Jin Minghui nodded in agreement.

After cultivating the soul, with the increase of cultivation, the hearing and vision are extremely keen. Although Jin Mingkang's voice is small, there is no way to transmit sound with soul power, so everyone in the cave can hear it clearly.

The soul practitioners in green robes did not speak or even have any expressions. They are used to it. The two young masters are always so arrogant and speak rudely, but anyway, the city owner will favor them. In Jin Shengtian's eyes, blood relationship is more important than anything else.

Jin Shengtian's face is dark. If it is normal, he will pretend not to see it. But now, unlike in the past, it is time to employ people, and his two sons are like a pair of idiots. You two bastards, if you don't want to stay here, get out of here.

The body of the Jin Mingkang brothers trembled. In the past, their father had been arrogant and let them act recklessly. If they scolded, because the three dead places still talked about the past, but this time because of these slaves, they ate in Jincheng, lived in Jincheng and enjoyed Jin Shengtian and the protection of Leifumen, what's wrong with them?

"Hmm." Jin Mingkang stood up angrily and shouted, "I don't stay here anymore. I'm full of bird gas. How can I be happier than being in Jincheng." With that, he walked out.

"Brother, wait for me. I'll go with you and keep Old Jin and his pair of slaves here." Jin Minghui said to catch up.

"You two bastards, do you still know that I am you? Come back and stay here honestly." Jin Minghe was very angry.

If he persuades well, Jin Mingkang and Jin Minghui may come back, but these two people are spoiled. In the face of their father's reprimands again and again, they are full of fire. After listening to Jin Shengtian's words, he walked out faster. With the purple robe guard behind him, he came out of the cave in a blink of an eye.

A chapter of Jin Sheng's weather patted on the stone wall with a roar. The stone wall under his palm was smashed, and several cracks twisted and spread out.

A man in green robe came forward and asked, "Lord, do you want to chase back the two young masters?"

Jin Shengtian shook his head and said, "Wu Dongliang, when I didn't become the lord of Jincheng, you have been following me. In terms of cultivation, you are only second to me in Jincheng, and I am also very relieved when you do things. This time you secretly followed the two young masters and made sure that they were thorough. Did you remember them?

"Yes, I obey." Wu Dongliang got up and followed him out.

Jin Shengtian is sad. When the master of Leifu Gate receives Leiyingfu in the past two days, will these two masters of the soul realm notice it? Or it has already left. Jincheng is so big that the two sons may not be able to meet them. Maybe it is safer than here in Jincheng. I just hope that the two brothers will not make trouble and be calm in this extraordinary period. He also arranged the remaining men in green robes to track down the news of Ma Dazhou in the past period of time, and to pay attention to whether the two soul masters in Jincheng had left. He condensed Zhao Qianyang and the Phantom with his soul power, which was seven or eight points similar. After giving a few letters to the soul practitioners in the green robe, they were asked to leave.

On the way, Jin Minghui paid attention to his back and did not see anyone catch up with him. He couldn't help but feel a little frustrated. He asked, "Brother, do you think Dad will ask someone to pick us up?"

Jin Mingkang's face was disdainful: "Go back? I won't go back. Looking at his old bastard's face, I feel angry.

Jin Minghui nodded. Although he doesn't have much contact with Jin Mingkang, even if Jin Mingkang dies, he will not be sad. However, now it seems that there are only two of them, and the four purple-robed slaves behind him, facing his brother who is more than ten years older, and there is a trace of dependence in his heart. He asked, "Then where are we going? Go back to Jincheng? Will those two soul masters kill when they see the soul practitioners?

Jin Mingkang shook his head: "If those two masters kill innocent people indiscriminately, do you think he will come to our Jin family? We just need to keep a low profile these days. As for the accommodation, it's better to stay in the inn these days. We pretend to be pedestrians so that we can pay attention to the dynamics in the city. Maybe we can get some news.

"Ye, just pretend to be a pedestrian." Jin Minghui was a little excited. He said to the purple robe guard behind him, "You quickly change the purple robe behind you and get some ordinary clothes."