Chapter 642: The Storm of the Storm Plains (Finale)
"Are you ordering me to do something?" The little monk suddenly said with a gloomy face, he didn't put this old man in his eyes at all, even if the other party's strength was very strong, but the little monk didn't have any timidity, but the old man was a little flustered, although he immediately calmed down, but he still took a step back, and he had to explain.
"Of course not, I'm just responsible for the safety of adults, you may not know that the other party's strength is very strong, even me, not necessarily its opponent." The old man pointed to Amorim and said.
"If you can't stop it, then what's the use of you being in the past." The little monk said without giving face at all, and then, no matter what the old man said, he walked over directly, and although the old man could be polite in words, he didn't dare to really intercept it, so he could only watch the little monk walk over.
"Are you from Aix?" After avoiding everyone's eyes, the little monk seemed to have regained a trace of the heart that a teenager should have, and looked at Amorien curiously and asked.
"I'm not one of his people, we're just working together." Amorien explained.
"Can you borrow this knife from me to play with, I wanted it before, but he never gave it to me, and he didn't even agree to let me touch it." The little monk's attention was quickly attracted by the short knife in Amoline's hand, and as for Amoline's identity, the little monk had no doubts.
"I can't be the master of this, you better ask him yourself!" Amoline neither agreed nor refused, but threw the question to Aix.
"Yes, since the knife is here, then he must be nearby." The little monk immediately glanced around, but unfortunately, he didn't see anything.
"He came here this time because of some things, and he can't come now, and he can't reveal his identity yet." Amorien explained.
"What do I need to do? I thought, since you've contacted me, there's something I need to do! The little monk regained his usual shock, as if he was a high-ranking monk, without the frizz he had just now.
"We need to find out what's going on here, and let's get a room here." Amorien directly stated the reason for finding the little monk.
"Is it that simple?" The little monk didn't expect that it was such a simple thing, and he was a little stunned for a while, but in the end, he just smiled slightly, thinking that Aix didn't know his status here, so he didn't say more, the time is still long, and he has a chance.
"How?" Seeing Amorien return, Aix immediately walked up and asked, this is related to whether they will sleep on the streets tonight, of course, there is a trace of face problems.
Amorien directly threw an iron card to Ax and said, "That little monk said that since you don't want to meet, there must be a reason why you can't meet, and he will try to hide your whereabouts, so you don't have to worry about this." ”
"It seems that the little guy is a good mix, I knew that he was a clever ghost at the beginning, but I didn't expect that he had a bit of Wei Xiaobao's potential." Aix said proudly, as if complimenting his own vision.
"Who is Wei Xiaobao?" Old John asked curiously.
"It's all a trifle, all right, so did he say what's going on here? It didn't take long for it to become such a mess. Aix asked with a bit of a scratching head, when he left, although it was not as prosperous as it is now, but everyone was able to live and work in peace, and now, although it has become prosperous, it is no different from the west, and it has also become a miasma.
"Let's put these things aside for a while, you better think about the current things first!" After Amorien finished speaking, she threw over a small note, which was just a few simple sentences, obviously written by the little monk in a hurry.
"Outside forces meddling? Should the inside be combined with the outside? Ax looked at the note in his hand, a little inexplicably angry, sure enough, only poor places no one cares, once it becomes prosperous, strife will follow.
"Okay, let's not talk about that, the matter of Storm Plains is more complicated, let's solve those killers first!" Old John said with a yawn.
"Perhaps, we can deal with these two things as one thing." Ax smiled mysteriously suddenly, as if he had thought of some kind of idea.
After the little monk left Amoline, he returned to the crowd again, and although the old man had a lot of complaints about the little monk's unauthorized departure, he couldn't say anything in front of everyone, but he just ordered someone to secretly investigate the identity of the woman who suddenly appeared, but it must be useless.
The identity of the little monk is very famous in the east of the Storm Plains, because in the very beginning of the sect, the little monk appeared in front of everyone as the initiator and guide, as for the mysterious leader, it has been worshiped by people as a god, of course, God cannot appear in front of people, only mystery is the only attribute of God. And Ax is that god.
The little monk's room is one of the most luxurious rooms in this hotel, because he represents the start-up this time, and his strength may not be very great, but his reputation among the herdsmen is the highest, and they represent the local herdsmen. As opposed to the little monk, there are those forces that take advantage of the situation, some of these people rely on their strong strength, and some rely on the forces behind them, and they also have a place in the Storm Plains, the purpose is nothing more than trying to get a piece of the pie. And the last force is the dark mages of the Voodoo Lands, their status here is more like a figure like a priest, and they do not interfere in the affairs of the Storm Plains, but their status is somewhat transcendent.
After the little monk came to the room, he was in a good mood, because he could finally see the eldest brother who played with him again, but the little monk felt a little guilty, because he didn't seem to have handled things well. Just when the little monk was in a daze, a figure quietly entered the room and quietly approached the little monk.
For the little monk's protective power, it can be said to be very strong, because now no one will want the little monk to have an accident, even if it is those forces that are against him, but it can also be said to be very weak, because he knows that no one will make a move on the little monk, so there is not much defensive power. The few guards left after escorting the little monk into the room, but just as they were eating, a loud explosion came from the little monk's room.
This explosion completely broke the silence of the night, and after all the forces were stunned for a moment, their faces changed dramatically, and then, they rushed towards the hotel quickly, and now, anyone can die, but he can't die.