Chapter Twenty-Three: The Divine Pavilion Sees Capriciousness
In the distance, a large, majestic palace-like building came into view, with golden glass tiles glittering in the sunlight. The surroundings of the main hall are shaded by green trees, red walls and yellow tiles, and they are splendid.
"We've arrived, and this is the Divine Pavilion. "The merits of the Liberation Tour are complete.
When he walked to the gate, he felt a sense of solemnity when the dust fell, and he couldn't help but sigh: "The ancient palace is nothing more than that." ”
"Who is coming, do you have a sect token?" Standing next to the two mighty stone lions, a young man with strange remnants embroidered on his robe, faintly exuding fluctuations in the physical realm, made Luo Chen look sideways.
"The old man was recommended by the county and the state to be the sect master, and at the request of the Demon Lord, he came to send his son and nephew to worship in the Divine Pavilion. Xie You's eyes gradually became solemn, and with a wave of his sleeves with both hands, Luo Chen suddenly felt that the recommendation paper in his body trembled and flew out of his body, floating in the air, mysterious and powerful.
"Venerable's breath!" the young man next to the stone lion opened his mouth to stuff an egg, and his surprise was self-evident.
"Come in, you two, I'll hurry up and inform the elders. "When young people see such a posture, how dare they slack off. Hurriedly welcomed the two of them into the hall, and disappeared into the sight of the dust like wind under their feet.
Suddenly, a hearty laugh echoed across the hall.
"Hahaha...... There are friends from afar who are very happy!" A middle-aged man walked out of the hall, this person was born with a wide forehead, a tiger body and a bear waist, and he saw the tiger and the tiger in his steps.
"You haven't changed after all these years. "A short sentence is full of endless killing intent, and there is no doubt that listening to the sound and distinguishing people is the slaughter of the Demon King.
"When did you become hidden?" The middle-aged man's delicate eyebrows could vaguely show the handsomeness of his youth.
Whew! In an instant, the peaceful sky suddenly blew violently, and a cold air overwhelmingly pressed down on everyone in the audience. The Demon Lord of Slaughter was wearing a dark purple robe, and he released a terrifying aura that came out of the recommendation paper.
The arrogant eyes looked directly at the middle-aged man, and two lightning bolts seemed to be born out of thin air and collided continuously, and the two did not back down, and the situation was tense for a while.
"Are you going to fight when you first meet?" After staring at each other for a long time, the middle-aged man spoke to break the deadlock.
"I'm here to pay your bills. The Slayer Demon Lord's tone was a little calmer.
"Entering my Divine Pavilion is a family, and I will take good care of him. The middle-aged man thought for a moment, and knew before he knew it.
"There is not much Tianyuan left in the recommendation paper, it is only enough for me to reappear once, don't call me until life and death are at stake. "The ruthless Demon Lord who cherishes words like gold has changed the norm.
"Thank you seniors for waiting silently all the way. "Luochen has an indescribable feeling about killing the Demon Lord, and it seems to be familiar.
"It's good to do it yourself. "Come and go as fast as you go, and the Demon Lord is like a mirage that dissipates around the recommendation paper, turning into a little starlight.
"What's your name?" the middle-aged man asked with a wry smile as he looked at the place where the Demon Lord had disappeared.
"Back to the predecessors, the dust. Luochen said respectfully.
"I am Shenxingzi, you can also call me Shenxing Elder, welcome to join the Shenxing family. "Shen Xingzi has no shackles, and his easy-going attitude makes Luochen feel good. However, there is always an illusion of entering a pyramid scheme den.
"If you don't have an opinion, I will ask Senior Brother to accept you as a disciple. Shen Xingzi threw out the benefits, and the young man on the side showed a look of envy.
"Thank you for your kindness. "Falling dust is neither humble nor arrogant.
"Come with me to meet the master. "Shen Xingzi directly ignored Xie You's existence, which made our Xie Sect Master embarrassed.
"The seniors escorted me all the way to the Divine Pavilion, and I don't thank you for my great kindness. "Falling dust gives you a step.
"Xiaoyou's words are serious, this is what the Demon Lord of Murder should be. "Xie You went down the slope and got off the donkey," I wish Xiaoyou a blockbuster, and the old man will go back first. ”
"Seniors walk slowly. ”
Xie You is used to being a superior person, although sometimes he needs to bend his knees and be servile, but now this feeling of being completely ignored is not pleasant, and the next half step of Zhenyuan catharsis is released, and Xie You rushes to the sky with him.
This move fell into the eyes of Shen Xingzi, which made him very interested in Luochen, and he was about to open his magic eye to explore Luochen itself, but he was shocked by the curse mark on the back of Luochen's hand and broke out in a cold sweat, and retreated like a poisonous snake. Because this temptation was carried out in secret, the dust fell into the dust, so I was surprised by the strange behavior of Shen Xingzi.
"You're the heir of that old thing!" the dignified seven-foot man didn't show a trace of fear in the face of the Murderous Demon Lord, but was shocked when he saw the curse mark that made Luochen's left hand painful.
"Who is the old thing?" the second monk was puzzled.
"You really don't know who the old thing is?" Shen Xingzi saw that Luochen's expression didn't look like a lie, and he immediately put down his heart and persuaded him: "You have to quickly remove the curse mark on the back of your hand, or you will ......"
Without waiting for Shen Xingzi to tell the cause and effect, a voice like a life-urging talisman came down with a thunderbolt on a sunny day: "Little apricot, what are you talking about?"
Isn't this the wayward old man who sings and touches his hands in front of the public?
"Heaven and earth are my home. "The wayward old man is like a roundworm in his belly, squeezing his eyebrows and making eyes, without the demeanor of an elder.
"Elder Shenxingzi, who is this person?" The wayward old man has no fear, and he does not dare to make any wrong decisions rashly.
"Senior brother of the head of the family......" seemed to be difficult to speak, and Shen Xingzi gritted his teeth.
"Don't talk nonsense, I turned a blind eye to what happened just now, and the little apricot is not allowed to have a next time. "The wayward old man has the meaning of scolding Fang Yu and pointing out the country.
has been called a little apricot many times, Rao is mud bodhisattva also has three points of anger, but our Shenxingzi, in the face of the murderous demon king, can still be divided into court, and his face does not change, but in the face of the wayward old man, Shenxingzi actually chose to bow his head and compromise, and he saw that the dusty chin on the side almost fell to the ground.
"Apprentice, go home with the teacher. The wayward old man greeted Qiluochen familiarly, and Shenxingzi dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, and rushed to Luochen to leave the hall with a self-begging look, as if something unfortunate would happen if he stayed any longer.
"Don't bring such a pit!" The isolated Luochen looked at the willful old man who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and wanted to cry without tears.
"This is your Divine Pavilion robe. In addition, I am called God Shock, and you are allowed to call me Master. "The god was shocked and threw over a robe of the same style as himself, and the glittering word "Divine Pavilion" on it was extremely dazzling in the sunlight, but it was also ironic?