"You Martial Spirit Palace, you must give me an explanation!"

The person who received the courier was very happy, and the person who helped to receive the courier was not very happy.

The only thing left for the courier is anger.

"What's the explanation? My Wuhun Palace, in line with the virtue of a good life in heaven, has raised you for half a month, and the soul beast meat is supplied, what are you not satisfied with? ”

In the Martial Soul Branch Hall of Shijiu City, a ruffian middle-aged man wearing the costume of a deacon of the Martial Soul Hall looked unhappy.

His surname is Bai Mingsheng, the platinum deacon of the Wuhun Palace, and the next step is the hall master or deputy hall master.

He also has a great future, and this time he was fortunate to be assigned the task of counting the score statistics of the Soul Master Competition near Shijiu City.

If nothing else, after completing this task, he will be promoted to the deputy hall master of a certain martial soul branch hall, or a relatively large martial soul branch hall.

So during this time, Parkson has always had a sunny smile on his face, and he can say hello to the flowers on the side of the road.

But today he is not very happy, without him, because of the three big celebrities in front of him.

Standing in front of the three of them was a short and fat man, but his fat face did not have the kind of skin that other fat people had, although greasy, but okay, but it was pitted like rotten bark, and it was matched with the unique oiliness of the fat man, and the pair of eyes that were almost hidden in the fat, but they were stubbornly reflected in the shape of the inverted triangle, as well as the indescribable eyes and eyes.

Really, I'm going to vomit my overnight meal.

Combined with his tentacles that slammed on the table, it was even more disgusting and terrifying.

Of course, such a special hand is self-evident.

Tang San.

He may be the only one in the entire continent with those hands.

And the two people behind Tang San were also very famous, at least everyone in this Stone Nine City knew about them.

It is famous for its special appearance method and strange growth rate in Shijiu City, and it is still spreading towards the entire continent at an extremely fast spreading speed.

Actually, there's nothing strange about the weird growth rate, after all, it's weird enough that it appears in that way, okay?

Now, such three big celebrities are standing in front of Parkson.

Tang San in front was angry, and the two people behind him who were sixteen or seventeen years old, and who were also not very eye-catching, came to the front of the Martial Soul Hall with a muddy nightmare like a fool.

"Your Wuhun Hall is embarrassed to talk about this, you only send me a soft bone charm rabbit!"

It's okay not to say this, but Tang San is even more angry when he says this.

He has no problem, and now he doesn't have the hunger to eat at any time, but half a month of binge eating Haisai still left traces on him after all.

——The body itself is already horizontal enough to develop, and it has more than doubled in size.

"What's wrong with the Soft Bone Rabbit? Isn't the soft bone rabbit meat? It's not a soul beast?!

"Do you know how many people on the continent have never eaten a meal of soul beast meat in their lives?!

"I don't know how to be blessed in the blessing, your Tang San is not low in fame on the mainland, I remember that you were born in just a small village, and after being a soul master for a few years, you jumped?!"

Parkson also slapped the table and stood up, what the hell is this!

Then he glanced at the two ugly monsters behind Tang San with disdain, this kind of birth method no one can look at it with a normal gaze.

"If you don't have those nearly 10,000 soft-boned rabbits, are you so rich now? Can your two sons grow up so fast? Can it be so easy to be born?!

"Also, if you are not happy with my Martial Soul Palace, I stripped the clothes on your two stupid sons, and I bought them from the Martial Soul Palace!"

It's not surprising that the Shura Devil, who is famous in the mainland, is not rumored to be high-minded.

Under the genetics, his son is definitely not tall, let alone how many days it is, and growing in size does not mean that his brain will grow.

"You...... You......! ”

Tang San raised his black tentacle and pointed at Parkson angrily.

"Huh?!" Bai Sheng's eyes narrowed, his expression became dangerous, and the four Angel Legion knights behind him who were responsible for suppressing the disobedient soul master had already begun to rise in soul power.

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Tang San put the tentacle down again.

Now the stupid son and stupid grandson are confused and have no combat effectiveness because of mental stimulation, so he can only suffocate this.

"Anything else? Didn't rush out. ”

As Tang San withdrew his tentacles, Parkson's expression became even more disdainful.

"Oh, by the way, I would like to remind you, the great, the genius with the first talent, Mr. Tang San, the genius Shura Evil Ghost, you have been removed from the Ontology Sect.

"In other words, you're a free soul master now."

Immediately after, Parkson seemed to think of something again, looked at Tang San with interest, and said these words.

Sure enough, Tang San's suppressed anger rose again.

"How dare they!"

Although he never felt that he was an ontology sect soul master, being kicked out of the sect and quitting by himself were two different concepts.

"Why else would you be kept? Add talking points to your own sect in other people's mouths? You know what happened to you. ”

Hatefully rolled his tentacles into a ball, Tang San could only suppress his anger again.

The Ontology Sect expelled him from the sect, and there was really no need to consult with him.

'Wait, someday!' ’

Glancing sideways at the two figures behind him, although the appearance of this son and grandson did not help him much, it proved one thing.

He is the child of fate, the real protagonist, and heaven and earth help him no matter what.

His faith is stronger now than ever.

Even what should be embarrassing and ugly for oneself can become one's own help and one's own opportunity......

Although this opportunity was beaten as soon as it appeared.

"I'm going to find you Wuhun Palace, and I want justice!" Speaking of this, Tang San remembered the true purpose of coming this time.

"What justice?" A large number of Tang San glances up and down, Parkson did not refuse Tang San.

The Wuhun Hall itself has the function of presiding over the adjudication of soul master disputes, although now it is almost busy presiding over the disputes of the common people.

"I was attacked in your Martial Soul Palace, should you be responsible for your Martial Soul Palace?

"And, should you compensate for the property I was robbed, and the murderer, you should also help me recover."

Tang San put on a serious look, generally speaking, the soul master Martial Soul Hall who attacked the Martial Soul Hall would be wanted by the whole continent, and if it was recovered, it would also give an explanation to the person who was endangered by the murderer.

He didn't expect this, he was too busy to escape, but he didn't expect the Martial Spirit Hall to let him go wherever he liked after that day, and he just reacted to this.

Wuhun Hall has always prided itself on being a soul master management organization, a soul master arbiter, if you don't care about this, how can you convince the public?

"Oh, there's really no way we can hold that accountable." Parkson spread his hands.

"Could it be that the Martial Spirit Hall is afraid of Camelot, or is there some other reason?" Tang San had a mocking smile on his face.

Today, I'm going to debunk the secrets of your Wuhun Hall and Camelot family!

He could see clearly the three people who fell from the sky that day, one of them was a blonde girl with a golden dragon spear in her hand, he didn't know who it was, but he probably guessed that it was the three-eyed golden lion.

There is only one person who can use the golden dragon lance, and there is only one in the Nether.

As for the other two, he remembers them even better!

"Oh, it's not, they are the contestants of this soul master competition, and I will not participate in the conflict between the contestants.

"That's what it's like when you're dead, let alone when you're not.

"As for my Martial Spirit Palace, they were just injured by mistake."

Parkson: He's really explaining seriously.