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The tall middle-aged man was chained in the air, squinting slightly, and looked down at the old man pacing back and forth below in rare silence.

"And ......" frowned slightly, and the old man's eyes showed a little confusion and disdain, "maybe he was too confident, or maybe he slept too long and fell asleep...... The moon god came back this time, and he was much more stupid than he was three hundred years ago. ”

The man looked at him and raised an eyebrow with interest, "Oh?"

"Reckless and reckless, and eager for quick success, he dared to run to confront Elenis before his strength was restored, and tried in vain to destroy the execution table......"

Xuan Lao's voice was faint, and there was a sneer on the corner of his lips:

"The kind of body that is still in the early stage of resurrection, I'm afraid it has lost a lot of vitality because of this...... Very foolish. ”

The man hung in the air, frowning, as if thinking about something:

"This is not like the style of the moon god...... "His eyes suddenly lit up, revealing a bit of gossip and excitement, "Is it ...... Coming to rob women?"

Xuan Lao glanced at him and snorted coldly:

"Who thinks everyone likes women as much as you do? In the eyes of that cold-blooded monster, who else can tolerate but himself?"

"So," the man looked at him and raised his chin, "you said so much just to let me kill the moon god?"

Xuan Lao looked at him and did not speak.

"Please, big brother, uncle, are you overestimating me?" he suddenly became excited, puffed out a pair of eyes, and lowered his face pitifully, "You don't know the physique of the moon god, how can I kill him!"

Xuan Lao looked at him, and a pair of ice blue eyes seemed to freeze frost and snow:

"The target of the crusade is the moon god, and Ellen is naturally not going to send just one of you. Even if you can't kill him, it's good to be able to weaken him by seven or eight points. ”

He smiled, and his eyes showed a bit of inscruciation:

"And in the current state of the moon god...... In this way, you will have made a great contribution, even if you immediately get rid of the guilty body and join the Elders' Pavilion, it is not impossible. ”

The man shook his head, his tone firm:

"Hua Lingxuan...... You're smart, but I'm not stupid. I don't accept this kind of deal that goes and has no return. ”

Xuan Lao raised his eyebrows, and his voice was faint:

"I haven't seen you for many years, but I didn't expect that you, who were also in the limelight back then, have now become a coward who can only move his mouth. ”

The man continued to shake his head nonchalantly:

"Don't try to provoke me, I won't go. Only fools will go to death. ”

Xuan Lao looked at him and shook his head vigorously, frowning slightly:

“…… Are you thinking about it? This is the only chance to leave the spiral, and many people are looking forward to it. As long as you kill the moon god, you will be the benefactor of Ellens, and everything in the past can be erased, and you can regain the glory of the past. ”

"...... glory of the past?" the man paused, repeating in a low voice, the corners of his mouth curled, and a strange smile was pulled, "What is the use of things that have long passed, even if they are retrieved......

"This is the place of the ...... It's a little colder," he sighed faintly as he looked around the room with ice edges, "What you said is indeed quite exciting, but it has to be fated first, right?"

Xuan Lao looked at him with a regretful and regretful look, snorted coldly, turned around and brushed his sleeves away:

"Stubborn. Then you can continue to stay in this spiral tower until the end of the day. ”

The man hung in the air, looking at the old man's back, thoughtful.

"Wait. ”

Xuan Lao paused, turned his head, and a sneer hooked up at the corner of his lips: "Changed your mind?"

The man looked at him and tilted his head:

"What are you going to do with Luna?"

Xuan Lao turned around, stood with his hands in his hands, and glanced at him lightly:

"You're not going to contribute, understand so much what to do?"

He raised an eyebrow:

"The rose angel Hua Lingxuan three hundred years ago, even though he was strong and crowned with the twelve holy angels, he was still beaten by the moon god and ......"

Xuan Lao frowned, squinted slightly, and a chill gradually oozed from the bottom of his eyes.

The man smiled lightly and looked down at him with interest:

"I'm curious, what makes you, with gray sideburns, have full confidence that you can eradicate the moon god even with a rusty sword like me?"

The corners of Xuan Lao's mouth hooked up a trace of arc:

"I am indeed old, but behind me is the whole of Elenis. What I hold in my hand is the divine power that Eren Iss has accumulated over thousands of years. Not to mention a demon clan, even if it is a real creator god...... It can't stand in my way. ”

The man looked at him and was stunned for two seconds, then suddenly burst out laughing, and the sound of wild laughter echoed throughout the empty room, which was extremely clear.

"Hua Lingxuan, Hua Lingxuan, are you old and confused? Now just a resurrected moon god has made you anxious, what are you talking to me about the creation god?"

Perhaps the smile was too big, the corners of the man's mouth twitched, the skin on his cheeks was frozen and cracked, and a few traces of blood were faintly oozing from under the ice stains that fell one after another.

Xuan Lao looked at him quietly, and the half of the mask on the right side of his face reflected the bright ice edges, glowing with cold light.

"Tsk. ”

The man gasped in pain, slurped, restrained his smile, and looked at the old man below again:

"What did you just say?...... The whole of Ellenis?"

He condescendingly looked down at the white-robed old man standing with his hands in his hands below, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a mocking smile:

"You're not stupid enough to win by numbers, are you? Or are you just referring to your twelve little flowers in the greenhouse?"

Xuan Lao lowered his eyelids, and his voice was faint:

"Compared to three hundred years ago, the twelve holy angels of this generation have indeed experienced no major events. But whether it is talent or diligence, it is not inferior to you and me back then. What they lack is only the opportunity to experience. ”

The man raised his eyebrows slightly:

"I've heard that among the current Twelve Holy Angels, even the healing type has to rush to the front line, this is your new talent training strategy?"

Xuan Lao looked at him, and his voice was faint:

"Don't look down on the healing type. That kid is my own disciple, and his talent and diligence are among the best among the twelve holy angels, and the most commendable thing is that his feather gift has awakened a second ability, which can both heal and defend, and the mastery of holy light archery has also greatly improved......"

"With such a comprehensive combat ability, even my granddaughter Hua Fengyan may not be able to match it. Why can't you go to the front?"

The man pondered for two seconds and raised an eyebrow:

"I really can't see that you can teach such a disciple. ”

Xuan Lao glanced at him lightly, but frowned slightly, with doubts in his eyes:

"But...... How do you know?"

He raised his chin and snorted through his nose:

"Don't think that I'm really isolated from the world when I'm trapped in this cold and snowy place. As long as I want, there is no news in this world that I can't detect. ”