An arbitrary and arrogant voice came into the Garan Mountain, and the figure fell from the sky and fell into the bed of the dark river.

The holy ruins stepped on the bones of the corpses, standing proudly, his eyebrows and eyes rolled, and all his eyes fell on Yun Congjun and Lan Qi. He lifted his sleeves and walked towards the two of them, and said at the same time: "You two can be said to have experienced a hundred battles, and even I, the god of war, have to fool over. ”

"I don't know if Lord Sacred Ruins came today to destroy this place or to take it for himself." Lan Qi's eyes were wrapped in coldness, he looked at the man on the side, his sleeves were tightly held by him, and he had a sharp edge in his eyes, he just didn't want to let go of this tongue.

"The deity doesn't know how your feudal thinking is, only that the strong are respected!"

Lan Qi crossed her arms, she muttered her lips, a little crying and laughing, her eyes moved away from the little patriarch, and fell on Nayun Congjun.

Her heart was in turmoil at the moment, as if she was watching a joke of the century.

The little patriarch was extremely dissatisfied with what Lan Qi said, there were already many people who opposed him as a child to inherit the great responsibility, but at this moment, he let an outsider sarcastically, how could his little heart withstand it, and he couldn't help but reprimand.

The arm hidden in the sleeve was put behind him, and the hand behind his back shook beside Lan Qi a few times, and the tip of his nose was filled with a breath of wisteria rose, so strong that it lingered.

He couldn't help but take a few steps back, with a little deep meaning in his eyes, pretending to be an adult, coughing a few times, he walked past Lan Qi and walked to Yun Congjun's side, and said to him: "Listen to those people, you are the master of Jialan Mountain, do you have any evidence?" ”

"This feather of mine is left over from the ancient generations, it is the proof of interaction with the people of your sealed demon land, I came here to borrow your treasure for a purpose, now the situation in the Garan Mountain is very tense, the control is not on me, I need to turn around!"

Yun Congjun threw the feather into the air, and the golden light was magnificent, illuminating the east coast like day, and all the demon sealers saw the light.

The little patriarch raised his eyebrows, he saw the light, sacred and inviolable, it seems that it is really the master of this place Your Majesty There is no doubt that the courtyard is on its knees, and those who seal demons do not kneel and lick the ground, but there is only one person in this world who will follow him, and that is only the master here.

The pear tree shook and fell to the ground, and the faint fragrance of pear blossoms spread for ten miles, mixed with the strange fragrance between heaven and earth, wafting around.

Lan Qi leaned silently under the pear tree, her eyes had been staring at those demon sealers, and at this moment she gradually understood why her brother would help the master of the village.

Not just because of his brilliant strategy, but also because at some point in the future this man might become a right-hand man in their camp.

In the silent courtyard, the little patriarch and Nayun Congjun sat at a table, they looked at each other for a long time, and after half a pillar of incense, the little patriarch spoke: "Could it be that the purpose of Lord Chengshengxu is to come here to see the scenery, eat delicious food, and flirt with beauties!" We didn't even know it, so we really underestimated you. ”

But for you, it doesn't seem like you're very welcome here.