Seeing that the little carpenter didn't have any explanation at all, and directly cut off his robe with him, Gan Wenming was immediately stupid, and said in a daze: "Why is this here, why is this here?" ”

The little carpenter turned his face directly and scolded: "Get out! ”

At this time, the fire phoenix and another staff member of the Rifle Inn who took care of the little carpenter all glared at Gan Wenming.

He was under the fence at the moment, and he couldn't get the young master's temper, so he stepped back at the moment, and he was still babbling, saying, "Actually, I'm also doing this for your good......"

The little carpenter didn't bother to listen to the kid's nonsense, turned around, looked towards the door, and saw that the battle outside had also entered a white-hot state - the golden giant was already dim, as if it was about to dissipate at any time, and the right protector Kurban waved the magic weapon spirit flag in his hand while directing all his subordinates to besiege the old qintou, which made the former first male of the underworld be hit back and forth, which was very uncomfortable.

The command flag in Kurban's hand kept waving, and with each wave, the golden light that shrouded the inn became a little lighter, and the golden light giant became more and more dim.

He also shouted at the old piano head who was being beaten back and forth: "Nalan Xiaoshan, do you think you are still the leader of the underworld alliance back then?" What a joke! Yes, you were indeed extremely powerful back then, and no one in the entire northern region dared to touch your tiger whiskers, but so what? Haven't we been able to calculate and obey it? At the beginning of the battle in Longmen Village, my Zoroastrian sect secretly sent thirty-two masters, and the new generation in the entire sect was almost broken, but so what? In exchange for fifteen years, it is worth it. After Longmen Village was seriously injured, do you really think that you are the first person in the underworld at the beginning? The white-haired people in the rivers and lakes give the black-haired people this taste, you are nearly twenty years ahead of me, cool, right? ”

The right protector Kurban died of his son, and the whole person fell into a state of madness, his eyes were red, his mouth was open, saliva was flowing out, and his whole body was trembling.

And at this moment he shouted loudly, but the little carpenter stood up.

What the?

Longmen Village, Zoroastrianism is also involved?

The little carpenter was stunned, and the old piano head roared angrily, and cried out loudly, "What did you say? ”

As soon as his attention was diverted, he was immediately forced back by the combination of the eight-faced Mani, the Iron Leaf Scimitar and the Turpan volcano, and even slapped the eight-faced Mani, spitting blood out of his mouth.

And as soon as he retreated, the fire ring came out of the Zoroastrian hands and rushed inside.

Seeing that his words were working, Kurban, the right protector, was also proud at the moment, and shouted loudly: "Yes, yes, do you want to know what happened back then?" Let me tell you, the people involved in this matter are not only my Zoroastrians, but also the Northwest Double Horse, the White Birch Army, and the Eagle King Banner - surprised, right? Sad, right? Do you know why those people who have received your favor will secretly unite against you behind your back? It's because you want to be the boss, you want to be the boss - the northwest is everyone's northwest, not your family's ...... Hahaha, do you know who is the mastermind in this matter? ”

He plucked the old piano head recklessly, and the old piano head was really calculated by his treacherous tricks, and immediately let go of the gap and rushed towards the right protector Kurban.

As he swung his sword and swept away the enemies around him, he roared angrily, "What the hell is going on? Tell me ......"

The right protector Kurban is not known for his cultivation, so he shouted to the old piano head who fell into a rage at the moment: "Set up a formation, protect my ......"

As soon as his voice fell, more than a dozen Zoroastrian knights jumped over, formed a formation with each other, and stopped in front of him, and then, several other Zoroastrian top masters also frantically stepped forward.