"Let's go down!"

Wang Lin was dead, and everyone saw it.

No one dared to stop him.

Everyone knows that this one can't be provoked.

He took a few bigwigs and hurriedly walked down the dungeon.

"It seems that the Black Patriarch's Vault already belongs......"

"Yes, as soon as he left, it was a complete affirmation. ”

"No one can snatch things under Wang Lin's hands, and we can't do it at all. ”

People's expressions are very complicated, they want to go in together, but they know very well how many catties and taels they have, so they naturally dare not go down to find any trouble.

People sighed with a sigh on their faces, helplessness in their eyes, and at the same time slowly retreated.

If you don't withdraw at this time, what else can you do?

......

"From childhood to adulthood, there is nothing I Wang Lin want that I can't get, don't say today it's just the secret treasure of a black ancestor, even if it's his old nest, he's still alive, I will find a way to ......"

Wang Lin's face was forced to be kingly, and that kind of deep confidence was extremely fascinating to the little girl.

It's a pity that there is no little girl around him at this time, so he follows a few masters.

And he is also a master who can slap his face.

"That, Wang Shao, although there is no problem with you saying this, I still want to say that when the Black Ancestor was alive, he was the ...... who overwhelmed half of the Demon Alliance" The person who spoke was full of confusion, but he still said it after all.

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Wang Lin sneered, pointed to it and said: "Even if he is strong, he is only strong when he is alive, and now even if he is powerful, he is not a pile of bones, can he still stand up?"

If he gets up, I'll give in!"

Call!

A figure suddenly appeared behind him.

The masters who came with him didn't notice it at first, they were all listening carefully to the king's speech, listening very attentively, and they couldn't wait to record it in their notebooks, which made the king very happy.

But in the next moment, the faces of these masters changed.

The figure seems to be able to cover the sky and the sun, wearing extremely strange clothes up and down, standing behind Wang Lin at this time, a pair of very bright eyes, staring at the person below, as if to say...

...... You deserve to be forced in front of me, too?

"Gollum!" people swallowed, their faces changed.

Then, one by one, they all began to retreat.

No one dared to stay here for fear of being caught directly by this guy, and what was even more terrifying was that the thing looked like it was covering the sky.

"What are you running, can he really come back to life?" Wang Lin sneered, and the moment he turned around, his whole body was petrified.

Too, too exaggerated.

Let's be honest.

He Wang Lin just said it casually, and he didn't feel that he could really see any Black Ancestor at all.

However, looking at the old man with a fluttering beard beside him, Wang Lin knew for the first time what it meant to be afraid.

He wanted to run out at the first time, but he didn't dare.

As he swallowed his saliva, he began to wonder if he had come up with a solution to the complicated situation at hand......

However, before he could think of that, the figure reached out and grabbed him lightly, and then took him in his hand.

"Run!"

"Run!"

A few masters originally wanted to rescue one or two, but in the end they still didn't have that much courage, after thinking about it for a long time, they all ran away obediently, and if anyone didn't run at this moment, it was simply a bad brain.

The figure was too terrifying, it was not something they could fight against, and they shouldn't even think about it.

A few people ran out.

When they went up, the people above were still in a daze, not knowing what was going on.

"Hey, why did they get up?"

As one person spoke, the others stumbled back.

The people who were about to leave all stopped and looked at this guy silently.

The people who had already flinched all stopped at this moment, as if they had regained their courage, and there seemed to be a suspicion in their eyes.

I wonder if I'm wrong.

You know, these masters don't dare to offend at all, and these people just ran out so lightly, they don't seem to have any courage to go down.

Especially on the frightened face, it was even more pale.

"Who can contact Wang Shao's family?"

After a few masters eased up, one of them hurriedly spoke: "If you can contact his family, let's contact him quickly, otherwise we will not have any good in the future!"

"I can, I'll go!" As soon as the master spoke, someone immediately agreed.

The man said yes, then turned and ran.

At this time, you can really get a lot of things quickly, the Wang family is definitely a big family, and if you do such a little thing today, you can get feedback tomorrow, it will be extremely rich.

Enough...... Let them cross a class!

......

"Why are you back again?" Fang Mo was lying on the ground, he had just been resurrected, he decided to take a breath, who knew that as soon as he stood up, he saw a ghost-like king behind him...... Wang Lin.

"I, I don't know!" Wang Lin cried directly.

No matter how bold he usually was, it really didn't exist at all, because what he had just seen was so scary.

Especially now, when he stands at the door here, he even has a feeling of being abandoned by the whole world.

"It's pathetic. Fang Mo shook his head and said mockingly: "Now that you're here, let's go inside with me, otherwise the two of us will definitely have no ...... to live."

Burst!

Something that couldn't be seen flew over, Fang Mo was hit in the head, he didn't even finish his words, and lay down straight.

Puff ......

This voice was extremely obvious in the silent Black Patriarch Secret Vault.

Grunt!

Wang Lin, who was already extremely scared, watched Fang Mo fall, his face changed drastically, and at the same time, he swallowed his saliva frantically, and then squatted down by himself.

There was no word for a while.

When he found out that if he threw out anything casually, he might be attacked inexplicably, Wang Lin cried.

"Woo, don't die, big brother, uncle, uncle, don't you die, okay, I beg you!" Wang Lin cried a lot, but he didn't dare to make any big moves.

He was really scared.

In this kind of place, when he is alone, fear is really constantly bursting from his heart, and he doesn't know how long he can hold on. It is estimated that it won't last long, because there is a limit to human endurance, especially the limit of his mental breakdown.

"Ahem!" Fang Mo spat out blood, and after standing up, he snorted: "Damn, it's really hard here, I've died seventy or eighty times, right?"

Wang Lin: "......"