Tong Lin Mausoleum. One hundred and two.
102.
When Jairus looked up, the black ink in front of him had already disappeared and went to the side of the sinister. Jairus stared at it with big eyes, and the dragon feather armor that was pierced through the left shoulder blade by Huang Mo was still standing there motionless, looking at it dumbfounded, but the pain was so obvious in his body, he didn't believe that the pain was only felt by him.
"In the future, when I talk to my subordinates, it's best not to interject," Huang Mo stood in front of the Yanqi and said with a displeased and serious expression.
"Yes, the Demon Lord" should be there.
"This matter is a big loss for the end of the dragon, you are limited to a month, make up for those losses, it is best to have as much as possible" Huang Mo didn't look at the others, and turned to leave.
"Yes, Demon Lord," replied the devil
"Yes, Demon Lord," Ainu replied, and only he was spared, but he was as frightened as they were, and broke out in a cold sweat, sweat on his forehead and palms.
"Yes, Demon Lord," Jairus replied.
"According to the eyes of that organization, they may go to Tong Lin's mausoleum recently, to help me get back the tears of Pangu in that small village, if you want to avenge this insult, or want to find a place to vent the pain on your body, you might as well go and see, and the manpower they go to may be the main force, and their lair will not have your opponents, destroy this organization for me in one fell swoop, if it hasn't been done this time, then when will you get rid of them, when will you come back" After Huang Mo finished speaking, A mysterious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then vanished.
"Yes, Demon Lord," replied the devil
"Yes, Demon Lord," Ainu replied.
"Yes, Demon Lord," Jairus replied, leaning weakly on the ground after seeing the black ink disappear.
"Poof...... After seeing the black ink disappear, he spat out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.
The three of them all had a relieved expression, Ainu and Jairus looked at the most injured Fox here, although he didn't say a word, in this dark organization, in addition to their personal interests, no one would mind the life or death of others, so they can know less about their partners, and they will never be curious to inquire about other people's news, let alone know anything about them.
"Are you alright?" Ainu handed a white handkerchief to the fox.
"I'm fine" Ignoring the handkerchief handed over by Ainu, he wiped his chin with the back of his hand and turned away, but they didn't see the frowning brows of pain as he turned to leave.
"But what about going to Tong Lin's mausoleum?" Ainu asked.
"You and Jairus decide on it," after saying this, he left without looking back.
"Shui Liu" sat in his room, shouting a person's name in the empty room.
"Yes, master" a little elf appeared from the air, the elf's long hair was waist-high, a white and green flower was clamped between his ears, a bandeau dress, a white blouse, petal-shaped green leaves underneath, and a pair of transparent wings behind him, flickering and flapping.
"Go and bring me the refined Pangu blood," the fox commanded.
"But the master ......," Shui Qian said worriedly.