Chapter 95 Murong Fu
Above the plain, several helicopters landed.
A man in a black tracksuit, carrying a black chest bag and sunglasses, jumped out of a helicopter, followed by two men and two women.
"Green Dragon, White Tiger, Xuanwu, Vermilion Bird, we entered the mountain, I felt all kinds of energy in the mountain, you may evolve here. "The man in the black tracksuit has a resolute appearance, giving people a sense of sunshine, his skin is wheat yellow, and his eyes are very clear.
"Why is it a little dark this day?" he said, wearing sunglasses, looking into the distance, where he had slept all the way on the plane.
"Boss, it's time for you to take your sunglasses off. "Suzaku is a cool and beautiful woman, with long red hair, wearing a big red leather coat, and she walks with a twist and twist, which is very charming.
Li Jun sighed and took off his sunglasses in embarrassment.
After a few people entered the mountain, several planes stopped on the plain.
A white-haired young man, holding a huge silver ancient sword in his arms, jumped off the plane, looked at the mountain from afar, the silver ancient sword buzzed, and said, "In this mountain, there is a demonic spirit. ”
Bai Ji and Bai Peng waited here for a long time, and when they saw this white-haired young man, they greeted him warmly, "Cousin, you are really getting more and more handsome." ”
A man in a red robe appeared on the plain, and a group of knights bowed down to him, this is the red-clothed leader of the church, and he is extremely powerful in the church.
The white-haired young man glanced at the red-clothed sect leader coldly, "Aren't you afraid of dying in our Huaxia?"
This red-clothed sect leader participated in the war between the dragon group and the church back then, and he laughed and said: "If you Huaxia people hadn't killed more than a dozen red-clothed sect masters in our church, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to sit in this position now, I still have to thank the dragon group." ”
Several tall men got down from other planes, all wearing black leather clothes, each with a machete on their backs, and the person at the head had an iron-blooded aura on his body, he was Xiao Chen, not surprisingly, he was the future head of the Xiao family, in charge of the Huaxia underworld.
"Bai Qi, let's go. Xiao Chen greeted the white-haired young man, glanced at the red-clothed sect leader, and said, "Hello, I don't know how far you have reached your Bible practice?"
The Bible is thought to be a carrier of stories, but in fact, the real Bible is a heritage.
"Not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning. The red-clothed sect leader was shrouded in red robes and said modestly.
Xiao Chen and Bai Qi walked into the mountain, "Why did you come here?"
"My sister has something to deal with. Bai Qi said.
Their men also walked into the mountains.
When Xiao Chen and Bai Qi both walked into the mountains, the red-robed sect leader finally revealed his face, he was actually a Chinese man, with a gloomy face and deep nasolabial folds on both sides of his nose.
At this time, his expression was extremely hideous, in front of Bai Qi and Xiao Chen before, he didn't dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction, because those two guys were a bit strong, especially that Bai Qi, who also had a Taicang Ancient Sword in his hand.
The Taicang Ancient Sword is the treasure of Huaxia, and the Bai family can hand over the Taicang Ancient Sword to Bai Qi, which shows the importance attached to him.
Taicang ancient sword, but a famous sword handed down from ancient times.
The time slowly came to night, and the mountains also fell into darkness, and at this time, the plains were sparkling, and Qian Dazhi and Li Xiaoer were standing outside the tent.
The moonlight was obscured by dark clouds.
A hand stretched out from the ground, "Welcome Chief Murong." Li Xiaoer and Qian Dazhi said.
"Congratulations, pull me out of the field. A man's voice came from underground.
Murong Fu lay on the plain, looked at the moonlight, and said, " MD, the teleportation array of the underworld can't be teleported here, the king of Hades let me take the elevator, who knows what went wrong with the elevator, stuck me in the crust, thanks to the group of giants who helped me dig a tunnel, otherwise I wouldn't be able to get here tonight, the group of leaders in the underworld, every day I know to sit in the office drinking tea and reading the newspaper, when it's okay, open a formal bird meeting, look for a sense of existence, the elevator doesn't know how to repair it, I will kill a few leaders after I go back, so that the group of birdmen are idle every day. ”
This Murong is a very powerful impermanence, everyone else is a pair of black and white impermanence, he is just a person, both black and white impermanence.
"Brother Mu, you have changed your clothes, and you don't wear ancient clothes. Qian Dazhi found that Murong Fu had lost his long hair, had a very modern baked oil hairstyle, and even changed his clothes into black leather clothes and shoes.
Murong Fu smiled warmly, "Isn't it Brother Zhao yet?" he asked me to keep up with the trend last time, so I changed my look, how about it? ”
"Yes, Brother Mu. Li Xiaoer said flatteringly.
Qian Dazhi looked around and said, "Why didn't Brother Zhao come?"
Murong Fu had a pained expression on his face, and said, "It's not the group of birdmen in the Western Underworld, they have to talk about some extradition treaty with us, now that the earth society is developed, some Chinese people often die abroad, the Western Underworld doesn't want to accept those Chinese souls, and the Hades don't want those souls to become lonely souls and wild ghosts, or disappear into heaven and earth, you say that group of people, it's not good to stay in Huaxia?" We have to go to TM's America, TM's Western Europe, so we have to go to the West to pick them up, this time the West plans to build a high-speed rail with our underworld, those old monsters are old fritters, Hades will hand over this errand to Brother Zhao, without a year and a half, you will not see Brother Zhao. ”
This Murong Fu is a mouthful, a birdman, and he looks completely angry.