The atmosphere in the temporary hall of the Funeral Pavilion is very mysterious. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Half of the people don't want Wu Ming to have an accident, or rather, they don't want to have an accident before solving the problem of wanting to plant.

The other half were eager to kill Wu Ming.

There is also a relationship, among the people present, there are many contradictions with each other, so they want to kill Wu Ming at the moment, and they also want to take this opportunity to announce their personal vendetta.

In fact, Wu Ming has an absolute advantage.

The identities of the two sides are similar, but there is a very crucial factor that the owner of the Funeral Pavilion must take into account.

That is the development of the Funeral Desire Pavilion.

Others look at the current life and death, as the pavilion master, he has to think about the development of the Funeral Desire Pavilion, even if he doesn't care about the future development of the Funeral Desire Pavilion, he has to think about himself.

If you can't cultivate the seed of desire, all those who cultivate the merit of cutting off feelings and desires will no longer be able to improve their cultivation.

Scrap and rebuild? Who has that courage?

This is also the main reason why Wu Ming dared to come this time and was convinced that he wanted to eat the funeral.

Wu Ming didn't care about others, he just looked at the master of the Funeral Desire Pavilion.

Since he is a family, Wu Ming simply said bluntly.

"It's nothing important, I want to borrow some people." Wu Ming said his intention very decisively.

Everyone present couldn't help but look at each other.

The pavilion master narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a few breaths, he smiled: "Hehehe, borrow someone?" Wu Ming, I don't know what the borrower is doing? ”

"Well, please forgive the juniors for not being able to say it for the time being."

If you want to borrow someone, don't say what to do, the top sect of the dignified Demon Dao is buried in the Desire Pavilion, and there is a feeling of being played with by no name in applause.

The pavilion master's face sank faintly.

He originally wanted to suppress Wu Ming's momentum first, and then find a way to recapture the burial mound.

Now, it's easier to put it on the surface.

"Hmph, Wu Ming, in fact, the matter between you and this door can not be clearer, in this case, we might as well make it clear that the holy relics of this door are buried on your body, and this door must not lose the burial desire tomb, what conditions do you have, it is clear that as long as it is reasonable, this seat will definitely be satisfied."

Wu Ming said with a smile: "Hehehe, the seniors are really refreshing, okay, the juniors made it clear that I want to borrow someone." ”

The pavilion master was stunned, is this different from what he just said?

"You, you don't seem to understand what I'm saying."

"I've already understood very well, how about lending me some manpower first, and then studying the matter of the burial mound when I'm done?"

"Presumptuous."

The pavilion master was immediately furious, and the originally calm pavilion master was stood up angrily by Wu Ming.

At the same time, several masters on both sides also stood up, their faces full of murderous energy, as if they were just waiting for the pavilion master's order to crush Wu Ming's bones and scatter ashes.

"Wu Ming, you are so bold, what do you think this place is?"

"The surname is Wu, you dare to spread wild in this door, you really don't want to live."

Wu Ming's face also changed, he waved one hand, and two desires suddenly appeared in his palm.

Wanting to appear, the other half of the people present couldn't help but get nervous.

Once this desire is destroyed, the one who sows the desire will surely die.

"What, scare me? Hmph, my Wu Ming has a rotten life, what is there to fear of death. After speaking, Wu Ming's palm ignited a flame-like demonic aura, which actually destroyed the two desires.

Seeing that the Desire Seed was destroyed, many people's faces turned white, but they were all very happy, because the two Desire Seeds were not theirs.

In fact, Wu Ming didn't know which one was planted by whom.

He only knows which one is Mo Zhaoxue's desire seed now, and which one is the Holy Mother of Wuhuan.

came a random drawing, as for which unlucky one it was, Wu Ming didn't care.

"Stop."

One of the guards behind the pavilion master shouted, it was too late, one of the desires that Wu Ming destroyed was his.

Seeing that his desire was destroyed, the guard was furious.

Being able to be the personal guard of the pavilion master, the cultivation is naturally extremely high, the man rushed to Wu Ming like crazy, how do you know, before he arrived in front of Wu Ming, he suddenly had convulsions, and he actually lay on the ground and rolled over, that is, in a dozen breaths, he kicked his legs and died.

At this moment, all those who wanted to plant stood up, including the two deputy pavilion masters.

"Stop."

"Stand back."

The two deputy pavilion masters flashed to Wu Ming's side, and other masters who wanted to grow were also close to Wu Ming.

They have already begun to protect Wu Ming, because they know in their hearts that if anyone declares a personal vendetta, at this time, give Wu Ming a moment, killing Wu Ming is equivalent to killing them, even if they don't kill Wu Ming, if they anger Wu Ming again, this plague god will destroy the seed at will, and they may not be the next one.

For a time, there was great chaos in the temporary hall of the Funeral Desire Pavilion.

Looking at all this, the pavilion master's face turned blue.

It's too difficult, he really wants to cut Wu Ming with a thousand knives, but he really can't afford to kill him.

So, long before, he was prepared.

He sent two guards around him, with hundreds of people, and after Wu Ming left, he was ready to capture Wu Ming's brothers.

wanted to recapture the burial mound, since Wu Ming dared to come, he naturally made all preparations.

Therefore, the pavilion master is scheming, and he must exchange conditions with Wu Ming.

The scene was a little embarrassing, Wu Ming was full of smiles, the master of the Funeral Pavilion had been waiting for the news, waiting for the news of the success of the two guards, but the news had not arrived for a long time.

Chen Yi stood in front of Wu Ming and said to the pavilion master: "Pavilion master, please forgive your subordinates for being disrespectful, but this Wu Ming is a subordinate whose life is in danger, and today, the old man will never allow anyone to hurt him." ”

More than a dozen people protected Wu Ming in it.

The pavilion master's face sank like water, and his face was difficult to see, and the other people didn't dare to make rash moves, they looked at the high-ranking pavilion master together.

"This ......, everyone retreats, Wu Ming is a guest from afar, no one is allowed to mess around, retreat."

The pavilion master's voice was extremely serious, and the two deputy pavilion masters slowly retreated to the side.

The next moment, there was silence all around.

The atmosphere was extremely dull, Wu Ming stood proudly in front of everyone alone, in this place, everyone's strength was stronger than him, some people could even kill him in seconds with one move, but he was not afraid of danger, and no one dared to touch him at all.

Alone in Longtan, the face does not change, and he is calm and calm in danger.

"I don't know what the cabinet thinks?"

After a hundred breaths, Wu Ming's voice broke the silence.

The pavilion master's eyebrows were tightly locked, his face was pale, he was still waiting, waiting for the good news from the two guards, and only in this way could he grasp the capital to negotiate terms with Wu Ming.

It's just that he didn't know that Wu Ming had already made arrangements in advance.

There are Xiao Hei and Mo Jiao, just two personal guards, and one hundred and ten elite disciples of the Burial Desire Pavilion, which is not a problem at all.

A short time later, there was a roar in the distance.

The Pavilion Master of the Burial Pavilion frowned suddenly, and everyone now acted on the face of the Pavilion Master.

After about a cup of tea, everything calmed down again.

In the temporary hall of the Funeral Desire Pavilion, there was once again a death-like silence.