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"It's my lord, the old slave should be damned!" Guan Muyang hurriedly knelt down.

"Alright, pull the team to the bedroom to guard, and I'll take you with me when I return. Remember, do things well in the future, as for the boss who put the spell on you, don't treat him like a fart, you only obey me, his spell is invalid. After a while, I heard the sound of the cup breaking, and came in to help, don't hear me wrong. ”

"Yes! The old slave will arrange it. Guan Muyang crawled out of the room.

……

Lemuel strode into the room.

Tang Ming sat on the couch and held a red wine glass and tasted it slowly.

"Your Excellency, Lemuel is polite!"

"Hehe, Brother Lei is so good!"

"Adults have won prizes! My lord, Lemuel was ordered by the Holy Treasure Hall to go to the world to find the lost treasure, and I hope that your lord will guide us down. Lemuel bowed slightly, hugged his fists, and floated a little smile, a little bit of neither arrogant nor humble momentum.

"It's easy to say, it's right, it's our duty to do things for Heavenly Mountain. Oh, by the way, what treasure did the Holy Treasure Hall lose? ”

"This ...... My lord, it's a long story. Lemuel's eyes narrowed slightly, meaning that I can't sue you.

"It's okay, you speak slowly, make it clear, and I'll take you away."

"My lord, there are many treasures in the Holy Treasure Hall, and there are hundreds of treasures that have been lost over the years, some have been lost by accident, some have been robbed, and some have disappeared in a daze, among which there are as many as seven or eight holy treasures."

"Were there any stolen ones?" Tang Ming asked with a smile.

"Yes." Lemuel was obviously stunned, and quickly smiled: "My lord, how can I lose it, and finding them is our mission." ”

"Well, you're right. I think about it. In this way, in order to prove your sincerity, you will go with me to the Mass to confess and confess. Tang Ming nodded, and took out the brocade bag for the third time.

Lemuel frowned. His eyes narrowed into thin lines, and the pair of three-layered wings behind his back spread slightly.

"What do you mean, sir?"

"Mass? Oh, and the mass is in the bag, and I take it with me. You can go in and repent anytime, anywhere. Tang Ming said with a smile.

"I'm sorry my lord, my subordinates have already been reviewed by Heaven Mountain, and they always repent, so there is no need to repent of anything." Lemuel flatly refused.

Tang Ming smiled, took the bag, and raised his glass: "Then do you know where these treasures have been lost?" ”

"I don't know." Lemuel shook his head.

"Don't know? You say you don't know? I don't know, I want Lord Ben to take you to the world? You're looking for a jolly, right? Is it that the beauties of heaven are tired of eating crookedly and want to change their taste? Tang Ming took a sip of red wine, slapped the couch up, pointed at Lemuel's nose and scolded him.

"My lord, you are slander~!" Lemuel was also furious.

"Slander? Does Lao Tzu need to slander you? Did Lao Tzu call you? You dare to be disrespectful to Lao Tzu. Be careful to kill you! Tang Ming scolded and slammed the cup on the ground.

Syllable~!

The cup didn't break, it rolled a few times, and rolled well in the corner. This cup is from Wu Xia's room, it looks like a glass, but it is actually a low-grade spirit stone, hard, without violence, and it can't be broken at all.

Tang Ming miscalculated.

Lemuel's face turned cold, and he pulled out the golden dragon sword with a swish: "My lord." I'm just acting on orders, if you dare to stop it, don't blame me for being unkind. ”

The corners of Tang Ming's mouth twitched, and he scorned the damn cup once. Rolling his eyes, he said, "Boy, do you want to fight?" ”

"Humph!" Lemuel snorted coldly, the three layers of wings behind him unfolded, and the coercion on his body was also stimulated layer by layer, rushing from the level of the energy angel just now to the power angel.

"Oh, you're miserable. If you conceal your cultivation and deceive the trust of your lord, you will not be able to take you down to the world. Come on, arrest this guy~! Tang Ming roared.

But there was no answer outside the door, and the old sheep did not rush in to help.

Lemuel bared his teeth, the golden dragon sword slashed out with his backhand, cut open the lock of the door, and flew out: "My lord, since you deliberately made things difficult, Lemuel said goodbye!" ”

After speaking, regardless of Tang Ming's reaction, he waved his hand, and took a few of his subordinates to dodge into the depths of the white mist.

Tang Ming walked to the door and glanced left and right, the old sheep and a group of angels were clinging to the wall, all of them were in good spirits, but they didn't act.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"My lord, old sheep, old sheep are waiting for you to drop the cup?" Guan Muyang said very seriously.

"Get out! Next! Tang Ming stroked his forehead, a pig-like team member, with a headache.

To him, this bag is a bit strange, there are many bags used to hold pigs, and there are not many bags that can hold people, either holy treasures or traps. The possibility of the Holy Treasure is very low, after all, this guy has not yet reached the strength of the Angel Cultivation, and he has not yet entered the Heavenly Mountain, how can he get the Holy Treasure? If it's a trap and you get into it, can you still get out?

"Why, don't you dare to go in and try it?" Tang Ming rolled his eyes.

"My lord, why don't you dare!" Guan Muyang's heart was horizontal, and he took a few steps forward, sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, and let Tang Ming do it.

Tang Ming blinked, waved his big hand, and the brocade bag was under the hood.

Shout!

In a trance, Guan Muyang found himself locked in a small room, the walls were white, it was the appearance of the spirit and demon array, he was just about to get up, the magic smoke in the room was billowing out, instantly drowning his vision. Guan Muyang shouted badly, and he wanted to rush out, but the spirit and demon formation was at the middle and high level, and it would not be able to open for a while.

Thirty breaths later, his head was dizzy, and he slowly collapsed in the room.

When he woke up again, he found himself back in the bedroom outside the Nantian Gate, and he was still sitting cross-legged on the floor. On the couch in front, Tang Ming was still smoking a cigar on the phoenix couch, looking like a hanger.

"Great, my lord, what's wrong with me?" Guan Muyang checked himself twice, but he didn't find anything wrong, and he didn't miss a single hair, but his head hurt a little.

"Okay, you're qualified, go down and lead the team, and be ready to be sent at any time." Tang Ming waved his hand.

"Yes, sir." Guan Muyang stood up, shook his brain, and was suddenly shocked, "My lord, you, you, took my ......"

"What, reluctantly? I didn't take your chrysanthemum, what are you nervous about? Hum! What kind of ghost is there in your heart, Lao Tzu can see through it at a glance, demon hunting? Hunt Lao Tzu, right? Since you sent you to the door, Lao Tzu will fulfill you, and you will do a good job for Lord Ben in the future, if you are found to be unfaithful, Lao Tzu will send you to hell! Tang Ming stood up and kicked Guan Muyang.

Under the perspective of the Heavenly Demon Eye and the Eye of God, Tang Ming saw that this old sheep had a lot of demons in his heart, and he had also been spelled, and the purpose of his trip was to hunt and kill the angel spokesperson. It seems that Heaven Mountain is a mixture of fish and dragons, and if you are not careful, you will be yin.

He used the magic smoke to smoke Guan Muyang, and then used the Demon King Order to collect the soul of the old sheep, unravel the original spell, and turn it into a good old slave. The other 31 angels under his command are all pure angels who have no bad intentions, and there is nothing wrong with them.

"My lord, old sheep, old sheep......" Guan Muyang trembled and couldn't speak.

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