"He? An outsider, or a rookie, are you asking him to fertilize the weeds in Ziyun Mountain? You're afraid you're joking with me!"

Silver Fox is one of the team leaders and the selected person of the first echelon, and he is relatively close to the Great Monk and Wang Xiaosong, and the Great Monk's proposal is naturally close to his ears.

Oppose!

Absolute opposition, don't say that he is not in the same eye as the funeral night, even if he is safe, the silver fox will not agree.

First of all, the funeral night is an outsider, what opportunity do you provide for an outsider, the braincase show is funny!

Actually, is his cultivation enough? Is it useful for him to go in? Is he talking about it?

"This is a battlefield, not a good hall, I hope you can do it with a correct attitude and don't make a mess. ”

"That's right! this is our internal business, how can we let outsiders intervene!"

"I agree with the silver fox too. ”

The scene was a little chaotic, Wang Xiaosong's smile kept stiff, and the big monk closed his eyes and kept pretending to be bone beads.

Everyone was turning, falling on Wang Xiaosong for a while, on the funeral night for a while, and finally on the white-clothed layman and Lao Dao.

However, the two were facing away from them, and there was no collision.

"Brother, let's go over there and have a look, the terrain here is strange, and I don't know where Ziyun Mountain is. The white-clothed layman turned a deaf ear to what was going on here.

"That's exactly what Poor Dao means!" the two of them left together.

Silver Fox: "......"

Wang Xiaosong: "......"

Zhao Ling'er: "......"

Everyone: "......"

Is this an escape? Isn't it a bit abnormal? Isn't this what the white-clothed layman usually looks like?

Or...... Is the white-clothed layman an impostor?

Everyone was dumbfounded, you look at me, I look at you, but they also have every idea!

Later, I thought about it, is there something wrong with this!

The avoidance of the white-clothed layman and the old man, in terms of attitude alone, should agree with the monk's proposal.

But...... Isn't that appropriate? Doesn't it chill the hearts of the brothers?

it!

Wang Xiaosong shook his head, looking extremely disappointed, he was a smart man, he could guess the leader's heart.

But this is a hot potato! Is it appropriate for you to kick your subordinates as a leader? Where is your conscience?

"Actually, the purpose of our operation this time is to complete the task, whether it is within the system or outside the system, we are all part of the Chinese family, and we should start from the overall situation. Wang Xiaosong said with a smile, the meaning was also very clear, anyway, he agreed with the great monk's proposal.

"Since the purpose is to complete the task, it is even more important not to stuff any mess in, and those who enter must die elite. ”

The silver fox was full of disdain, and it seems that you are buried in the south of the city at the end of the martial arts, but this is not the south of the city.

Besides, who in the room is not outstanding in their field?

"No matter how awesome you are, it's only in the people, in the south of the city, this team, he is not even qualified to be at the bottom. ”

"The silver fox donor doesn't know, on the way here, Mr. Fu single-handedly fought against more than 20 people, of which eleven are heroic cultivators, and the rest are all young heroes......"

I heard that the most awesome skill in the funeral night is to anoint the soles of your feet. The silver fox interrupted the narration of the great monk, so as not to shy away from counting the night of the burial.

seems to be saying that your silver master is so upright.

"Amitabha, the silver fox donor was wrong, in that battle, Mr. Fu wiped out the enemy. ”

The great monk seemed to be still remembering, his voice was very gentle, and his face was very serious.

But he didn't tell the truth, to be precise, there were two more who didn't die, but their skills were exhausted, and it was the great monk who ended them.

The scene was silent, obviously shocked by the news. Even the white-clothed layman and the demon slayer who had already walked a distance couldn't help but be stunned.

The white-clothed layman didn't know if he was a cow or not, but Lao Dao had seen it, and it was indeed the same as the silver fox's guess, and his kung fu of oiling the soles of his feet was perfect.

Do monks also speak?

"Hahaha! Just him, that's good, I'm also famous all over the world, I'm no more, just ask the funeral hero to teach a few tricks, so that your silver fox grandpa can be convinced!"

The funeral night frowned, a little displeased, what a great monk, you are making enemies!

"Amitabha meat, silver fox donor, can't now. ”

"Why can't it? Don't say you don't want to kill each other!"

"Yes, it's a horse or a donkey, just pull it out and slip it on!"

"I don't believe that a young man in the middle stage can still be a hero!"

“......”

The white-clothed monk and the old man also stopped, and watched quietly from a distance, because they also wanted to know whether the funeral night was better known than meeting or meeting was not as famous.

The great monk said: "Mr. Fu killed the man in black with a formation, but unfortunately in that fierce battle, his formation was destroyed. ”

"In other words, the Mr. Burial in your mouth is actually an embroidered pillow now? Hahaha! Then you talk to me about a hammer!"

The more the silver fox spoke, the more energetic it became, and the more he spoke, the more unobstructed he became.

He originally wanted to save some grace, but Zhao Ling'er asked him to say so.

As for the reason, the silver fox is not clear, but as long as the beauty is happy, it doesn't matter what she does, even if she sacrifices her life.

"Monk, I know that your relationship with you is very unusual, but you also have to see what the situation is! ”

"If Mr. Fu has a formation map, he can still use that kind of means, it doesn't matter if he goes in, at least I am personally convinced, but he doesn't have a formation map now, so it will lose its effect, I don't approve of this kind of behavior!"

“......”

Everyone expressed their opinions one after another, expressing different opinions, and the general meaning was the same.

On the night of the funeral, how far and how far you roll, our team does not accept wasters.

Just when everyone was talking about it, the great monk spoke again: "Mr. Burial will refine the ground-level elixir." ”

The great monk's answer is still gentle, not impatient or impatient, so if you open your mouth and speak thousands of words, why should I be afraid.

Anyway, the momentum is there, and it is enough, so if you don't accept it, you will come.

The scene fell silent again, and even the silver fox was a little angry.

After all, they were born differently, they stood in different positions, and even after the funeral night appeared, they secretly inquired about him.

In the Pro District, the first player to refine the ground-level elixir was the night of his burial.

"It's really good to have a medical staff with you, but this is a quick battle, no one knows what will happen to Ziyun Mountain, and according to intelligence, we have to face a lot of enemies this time, more than one force, so we must be more cautious!"

Because of this, the poor monk strongly recommended Mr. Fu to join. ”

"As far as I know, the prefecture-level pill is not so easy to refine, whether there are medicinal materials in Ziyun Mountain or not is another matter, anyway, I think it's still inappropriate!"

"What else is merit, let's hear it. ”

The great monk thought for a while and said, "He is a disaster star, and he will not end well in the end!"

“......”

(End of chapter)