Chapter Eighty-Five: Eerie Cultivation
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"In... On Si Huang! You... Didn't you notice that he wasn't there? he had already fled with his baby... These people are just shields, and they are just using Si Huang as a shield here. ”
"Wu Fan, don't slander Xiaohuang, there is no treasure at all!"
"Senior Brother Wu, you will only make me look down on me even more if you do this!"
"Senior Sister Ling, I'm not doing this for you? he won't give up if he doesn't get the baby, you... You guys... Min Temple, what I said is true, you go to Si Huang, you go to him, stop pestering us!"
He was really scared, Min Si didn't show any mercy, he really fought to the death, he still had a lot of good times, and he didn't want to die young!
"Min Temple... What is it about you that makes you so obsessed?"
Who's this?
A cold voice came from behind Min Si, and Min Si shivered uncontrollably, and turned around tremblingly to face the comer.
"Lord... The hosts..."
Master?
Isn't Min Si a person with sheng wings? How can he call this person "master"?
Everyone present was surprised.
"Min Temple, do you think I'm too nice to you?"
This is a man with a gloomy aura all over his body, covered in a black cloak, except for the Min Temple who is close to him, his face can really be seen, and others don't really see it.
"The subordinates didn't dare to ignore the master's intentions, because they found a heavy treasure, so they thought of grabbing it and offering it to the master. The subordinates make decisions without authorization, and ask the master to punish them!"
Min Temple knelt on one knee with a solemn face, and what he said was sincere.
He never thought that the master would come here in person! Knowing this, he quickly completed the task and went back to hand over the errand......
And the person from the real Shengyi Mercenary Group stood beside Min Temple with a blank face, at a loss.
"Oh? Am I wrong about you? I'll talk about you later!"
Hmph, this eats something outside the grill, and has the audacity to betray himself?
The task he gave was not difficult, just to pick a disciple of the inner courtyard to bring him over, and by the way, he solved the Rocky and the others, and blamed the other students.
How does Min Temple do it?
Severely injured Wu Fan and his followers, Rocky's people were not less except for a small one, and they didn't even scratch a piece of skin, and they were even hostile to Ling Jing, and they also won the trust of Ling Jing and the others!
It's just against him!
"Hehe, don't be afraid, I am cultivating hard, I am an alchemist, I sent Min Temple out to do something, but I don't want Min Temple to have a bad mind and almost cause a big disaster, and I will definitely discipline it strictly after I go back! This Wu Gongzi, right? I still have something to ask you, can you take a step to speak?"
Wu Fan looked like a relatively "righteous" senior, and seemed to "treat him differently", so he endured the severe pain and got up and walked not far away with Li Xiu.
And Min Temple is even more to reduce the sense of existence, and follow his master step by step.
Only that mercenary is in a dilemma, neither can he leave, nor can he stay.
"Young Master Luo, is this Li Xiu also a member of the Shengyi Mercenary Group?"
Rocky quietly handed Uncle Zeng an inquiring look, and Uncle Zeng shook his head tacitly.
Li Xiu? This is definitely not a person with Shengyi, I'm afraid it's what Min Si is doing as a Shengyi mercenary group...
"Senior Sister Ling, I don't think they are good people, and I don't know what they want to do, let's find a way to leave quickly!"
Tang Wan didn't know why, her hair stood on end when she thought of Li Xiu, and that feeling was really not good at all.
Ling Jing was actually scared in her heart, but now only herself, the "senior sister", could give them some reassurance, and she couldn't back down.
"Let's show Song Xin first, such a serious injury..."I don't know if there is any help.
Song Xin is a little pitiful, but the poor must have something to hate, and now it can be regarded as retribution.
As for Wu Fan, it was purely his own death!
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