Chapter 350: The Four Guilty Spirits (2)
Qiu Bieli was smoking sullenly with a copper cigarette gun in his hand, Ren Bing, who was sitting next to him, felt that he was enveloped by an invisible pressure, and even his breathing became a little depressed, but fortunately, sitting next to Qiu Lao, from time to time there would be a breath of energy that would blow by, dissipating the depression around him for a few minutes, but it would gather again in a few seconds.
The four old men in Tang costumes are the god-like characters in the sacred blade, wind, illusion, fire, and thunder, the four venerables, as for the names, they have rarely used them, and the title is just a respectful word with the ability attribute.
"Dare to ask, what are the four Venerable Masters doing when they mobilize people to come to my Martial Spirit Base? It can't be just for showing off your might, right? Qiu Beili knocked on the cigarette pot on the corner of the table, and said a word that was not salty or light.
The matter of the fifth team's killing of Xue Jiamao has been reported, and the general staff instructed Qiu Bili to act as a mediator, and at the same time, he is also negotiating with the senior management of the Holy Blade, this matter is not false Xue Jiamao, but no matter what, he is dead, and the murderer is still a new realm martial artist who joined the fifth team, so this matter has become complicated.
An old man with red hair raised his eyebrows: "Hmph! Old man Qiu, you don't play sloppy, yesterday the good grandson of Phantom Zun died at the hands of the martial soul junior, and the four of us came today to seek justice. ”
The red-haired old man Yan Zun, whose personality is the same as the ability he has, is as fierce as fire. Stepping into the ranks of the Venerables, the binding force of the worldly laws on them is better than nothing, the Divine Blade and the Chinese martial soul believe in the respect of the strong, killing is nothing, the premise is that the murderer must have the strength to make people unable to seek revenge.
Qiu Beili smiled indifferently and said: "Justice is that the four of you old things who play magic fireworks come to Xingshi to ask for guilt?" Is there no one in the martial soul base to deceive me? ”
In the eyes of the ancient warriors, these talented people are all sideways, even if they have extraordinary force, it is not the right way, and those magicians and other characters are all the way, and they look down on them in their hearts.
As soon as the flesh on Yan Zun's cheeks twitched, his eyes were about to attack, and he couldn't help but reach out with a palm beside him, patted him on the shoulder, and turned his head to see that it was Phantom Zun.
Phantom Zun was born with the appearance of a kind elder, and he still had a goatee that was slightly long under his cheeks, and it was difficult to associate him with the word Venerable just from the outside. When he was young, his family was a wealthy gentleman, and it is said that he married twelve aunts and had many children, and even he didn't remember how many grandchildren he had, and Xue Jiamao was killed for him and didn't feel much heartache, but it was equivalent to a big slap in his face.
It's okay to kill people, but it's not okay to slap your face, especially this kind of old face who prides himself on being detached, and he was slapped in the face by an unknown nobody, no wonder he is mad.
"Farewell to the enemy, do you want to protect that murderous junior?" Phantom Zun glanced at Qiu Lao quietly, two points of misty light flashed in his eyes, and his eyes did not look old at all.
Qiu Bieli smiled disapprovingly: "Protecting juniors? With the four of you old material, you can only stretch your neck to be slaughtered alone. He already knew that it was Xu Qing who killed the people, and if the realm martial artist was slightly stronger against the Venerable-level superpowers, of course, this was only in a one-on-one situation.
Phantom Zun looked at Qiu Parting, and suddenly smiled, "Really?" It seems that Wang Tiangang's apprentice is really a little bit of Taoism, since this is the case, why hide your head and shrink your tail, and let this old thing come out to meet people? ”
"Who said that my brother hid his head and tail?" A lazy voice rang out in the doorway, drawing everyone's eyes to it.