Chapter 432: Fight to Fame (11)

With the power of only ten people, tens of thousands of rats, including the Heavenly Beast Purple Rat King, were wiped out?

As long as they thought of that picture, everyone couldn't help but tremble in their hearts, and the suspicion on their faces was unconcealed.

How is this possible, is the task force really that powerful?

Even if there is a heaven-level powerhouse, it may not be able to eliminate the Purple Rat King, not to mention that there are so many rats, and the ground-level rats alone are unbearable.

But they had to believe Zi Lao's words, Zi Lao's authority was the most powerful existence outside the Zi Ying Palace except for the palace master, who would dare not believe it?

"Maybe people think it's a little hard to believe, to be honest, it's hard to believe at first, but that's the way it is."

"Since the special team has completed this task perfectly, performed excellently, and achieved outstanding results, I have decided that from today onwards, the special team will be officially appointed as the Purple Palace Periphery Law Enforcement Squad, and the size of the periphery will be appropriate, and it will directly obey my orders."

Elder Zi squinted, and his deep and powerful voice spread out, drifting into the ears of everyone present.

Hiss!

Everyone in the audience inhaled, their eyes were full of envy and jealousy, the special team, the law enforcement team, directly obeyed Zi Lao's orders, obediently, isn't that equivalent to the existence of Wei Lao and others?

I knew that the power of the task force was so bullish, and I should have risked my life to fight in the first place.

At this time, many people began to regret it again, regretting that they didn't cultivate well on weekdays, and a few people had gloomy eyes, anger in their hearts, and their faces were full of jealousy, if that kid didn't choose them, they would already be members of the special group at this time, enjoying the rights second only to Zi Lao in the periphery.

It's all his fault, it's all that kid!

Wei Lao on the stage was even more angry, his face turned blue, and his whole person trembled slightly, forcibly suppressing the dissatisfaction in his heart.

Ha, old horseman, one day, he will let him die a good death!

Murong Su stood under the stage, obviously feeling a few resentful glances shooting from around, the corners of his lips pursed slightly, and the bottom of his eyes crossed with sarcasm.

What should come should always come, and those who can't escape can't escape after all, since she dares to stand here today, she is not afraid that they will come to find fault.

Zi Lao announced some matters on the stage, which was nothing more than what the management power of the special team was as big as it was and what it was small, and he left after the explanation.

The special team became famous in a battle, and the battle against the Purple Rat King completely spread throughout the entire peripheral circle of disciples, becoming another unattainable existence in the hearts of everyone.

The crowd dispersed, and the special team went to the double hall, and from today onwards the outer area was appropriately sized.

Murong Su brushed past Su Mo, and when he saw that he wanted to speak and stopped, he deliberately paused for a second.

"It's okay!" Su Mo shook his head, and the brilliance in his eyes dimmed.

"Let's go first!" Murong Su frowned, his gaze swept over him and swept over the people in the East Courtyard, and left with the special team.

Su Mo was dressed in a black robe, standing in place, looking at the direction in which Murong Su disappeared in a daze, and the whole silence was almost non-existent.

When he came to the double hall, Zi Lao was already waiting in the hall, and when he saw a few people, he nodded slightly.

"Follow me." As he spoke, Elder Zi walked towards the back of the double hall.

Passing through a stone door, a long corridor suddenly appeared in front of me.

It was pitch black, silent and dark, and the footsteps were especially loud.

Everyone didn't squint, followed Zi Lao forward, and didn't say much.

Murong Su only felt that it was cool and oozing cold here, and the further he went, the more palpitations he became, knowing that Zi Lao must have something important to explain to them.

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