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Chapter 186 Who is the teacher

"Now Xiaoke should be qualified to ask you what happened here and why he suddenly harmed me? I am a rushing trip. It's the first time I'm going to Fenghuo City. I shouldn't have celebrated the holiday with you, right?"

Xu Wen slowly rose from behind the Frost Snow Ape, glanced at Ren Qing, who was astonished as a cicada in the hands of the deceased guards, and his lips slightly sunk, his eyes moved to the eight people led by Ren Dayi who were parked in the distance opposite, and spoke in a plain tone.

This seems to be a bit redundant.

But others didn't know that Xu Wen was using Ren Qing's as a driver to deliberately delay time and summon thirteen eight-star deceased guards, which consumed a lot of mental power. Now he could only wait for the potion to exert his remaining effect and restore as much mental power as possible.

Ren Qing screamed in shock, feeling the power that imprisoned his throat began to intensify, and his breathing became difficult. He blushed and his neck was thick and he quickly explained and apologized:

"Sir, yes, it's wrong. I thought you were in the same group... I was wrong!"

"A bad beast!"

Hearing his son's explanation, Ren Dayi was half angry. He originally thought that the mysterious beast trainer who suddenly appeared might be the receptionist arranged by the Xicheng family in the morning. Unexpectedly, it was his idiot son who was provoked by the city guards. The five eight-star masters of the city guards died in a daze because of their son's trance. They looked murderous intent. They immediately suppressed their anger and bowed far away:

"Since this matter has nothing to do with you, I am in the next goodwill. When my stupid son solemnly apologizes to you, and when I handle the matter there, I will make a special appointment to drink and apologize!"

The conversation between the two made the convoy in the rear become nervous again.

Ren Dayi personally brought people out. If this mysterious young master really gave face to leave, they would definitely not be able to escape from the wolf's mouth.

"This adult must not believe what he said. Below is the elder of the Xicheng family. The escort is my lady. I accidentally learned that this Ren surnamed joins the Dark Empire and was ready to leave overnight. Be careful! In order to keep this secret, he will never let you go!"

Sure enough, the Lord of Fenghuo City rebelled...

With a raised brow, Xu Wen looked at Ren Dayi and shouted loudly in a very 'rational' voice:

"Don't say I won't give you a chance to argue, what they said is right? You Fenghuo City really cast a dark empire?" In fact, he had long seen that the two people around Ren Dayi were the undead mages, and both had reached the eight-star cultivation level. If it weren't for this, he would have rushed forward and cut them out one by one.

But the problem is that if Ren Dayi has two undead mages to help, his deceased guards will not have the advantage, and may even bring danger to himself and the Xicheng Family Convoy.

"This young master is Mingjian. I am the lord of a city and is in charge of thousands of families. How could he defect to the Dark Empire? However, their Xicheng family did not want to contribute to the country at the critical moment of the survival of the empire. Instead, they kept transporting their families and property out of the country, and even stole the imperial property to Fengwu and the Blood Alliance. Such an unscrupulous businessman must be captured and reported to His Majesty to punish them for their death sentence!"

"You...you are squirting with blood!"

"You are just urinating with blood. The world is so big. You don't choose the direction you choose, but you chose the transit of Fengwu Kingdom. You are not planning to defect to the country, what is it?" Ren Dayi asked with a righteous face.

"Fuck! That's when our lady is going to Fengwu Country to meet with her friends. You can't even think about diverting your sight. There are a few undead mages in your mansion. There are many cultivators missing in these Tiancheng. You are planning behind the scenes. Don't think you can hide them from the world!"

The old mage of the team is righteous:

"If it weren't for guilt, why did you wait for me to go so far away from the city before taking action? If it weren't for fear of leaking the news, how could your son ask without asking a question and let his subordinates attack passers-by? Your trick is almost the same to cheat the child!"

"Old Lin!"

The female voice in the carriage had no time to stop the old mage's words, so she sighed heavily and completely stopped.

When Mr. Lin reacted, Xu Wen, who was watching, had already smiled bitterly, and he was secretly yelling in his heart...

He also hopes to delay more time.

really!

After hearing this, Ren Dayi's face changed drastically. He looked at Xu Wen with a pair of vigilant eyes, and then looked at the person next to him.

After moving his lips a few times, his face turned gloomy. It seemed that the old mage had confirmed from other people that what the old mage said was correct.

Xu Wen smiled bitterly again.

If it weren't for the old mage's point-out, he could have delayed for a while until his mental power was fully restored. Now, Ren Dayi must have known that it would be useless to say more, and he had already known his mental state and purpose from those people.

My heart tightened, and I immediately closed my eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm my mind.

At this time, you must calm down, handle every link carefully, and try to delay time and restore your strength.

And the bargaining chip that delays time is Ren Qing in his hands... The young master of Fenghuo City, Ren Dayi will never ignore his son's life.

But what.

However, Ren Dayi looked here deeply at this moment, and a trace of cold determination flashed through his eyes, turned his face, bowed to the left and right and left:

"It seems that you have to worry about helping each other!"

"You are polite to the Lord Ren!" The man on the left said, lifting half of his old and thin face, and said with a smile: "These days, food, accommodation and service are arranged by the Lord, and it has also troubled the Lord a lot. Ren's Lord's business is ours. Of course, I have to help with this little thing, but..."

The previous words were said beautifully, and Ren Dayi was comfortable listening. After the other party's tone changed, he hurriedly said:

"You two don't have to worry that my incompetent little beast will lose my five generals in vain, and you will die!" After speaking, he stared at Ren Qing, who was so imprisoned that he could not move, and withdrew his gaze.

The two left and right looked at each other, and the man who had never spoken coughed:

"The city lord misunderstood my brother's meaning, which made the young master very low in cultivation and death. There is nothing to be a pity. Anyway, the city lord is still young, so it is not a problem to have a few children. We want to say that this young man has a very unusual identity. At most, we will help you and help you trap him for a while, so that you can catch people. As for the others, we may not be able to help!"

"What!"

Ren Dayi opened his eyes and said incrediblely:

"His identity? So what? Can you even be afraid of the people in the Fire Department Hall?"

"Fire-Type Master Hall?" The person who spoke in front spoke again, and snorted with disdain: "In the eyes of our Dark Empire, the main hall has only the undead and the dark. The old men in the Fire-Type Master Hall are nothing more than! Didn't the hall master be chopped alive by us?"

"That……"

Ren Dayi's eyes were even more confused. Since he was not afraid of the nine-star powerhouse in the Fire Master Hall, could that young man have another more powerful identity?

I was shocked and couldn't help but hate the incompetent son even more: This evil beast is really good at making trouble for him! Even the two eight-star undead mages found it difficult. Could it be that they came from that place?

While thinking, the two undead mages had already taken the initiative to open a layer of cold and cold film in front of them, looked at each other, and swept to the opposite side at the same time, stopping outside Xu Wen's attack range.

"We are the elders of the 'Soul Lord' clan. Since the little brothers are also fellows, why not discuss the magic of the undead?"

"That's right, let them solve the family affairs of the Qingyun Empire... What do you think?"

The words of the two made the crowd feel a sense of shock.

Undead magic?

The convoy looked at Xu Wen in the air with disbelief:

"How is that possible?"

"This young man looked righteous. How could he be a necromancer? No, absolutely not!" The old mage who regretted his own words murmured, but the unnatural expression on his face still betrayed his heart.

The same is true for the people next to you...

Although they did not believe that a young boy who looked so young was a man from the Dark Empire and a necromancer who was despised by many countries in the Soul Continent, judging from the confident tone of the two necromancers, it was not like a joke. Moreover, when the dozen or so strange eight-star guards appeared, they did have some senses to the point.

The undead magic fluctuations!

However, because the situation was complicated, they did not think carefully.

If it was just because of the other party's one-sided words, a group of people were still half-believing and half-doubted, then Xu Wen's next words made everyone in the convoy feel an unprecedented chill.

"The Dead Soul?"

Xu Wen's face moved, with a little surprised: "Are you members of the deceased tribe?"

"That's right!"

The two of them immediately smiled and became more sure of what they were thinking.

With the reputation of their patriarch's souls, few people in the Dark Empire dare not give face.

But they still dare not be arrogant about such a young eight-star undead technique. The strong man who can teach such a young master is probably not inferior to their patriarch.

One of them bowed intimately and asked, "The little brother has been practicing the eight-star undead craft and the eight-star fire craft at such a young age. I think he must be a disciple of an adult in the Lord of the Undead. I wonder if we brothers are lucky enough to know?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Xu Wen dangkong laughed wildly, and everyone around him was shocked. Before he could show his vigilance, Xu Wen suddenly stopped and said with a smile:

"If it's someone else, of course I'm not qualified to know my identity, but since I'm a member of his tribe, of course I still have to give this face..."

The undead mage opposite felt relieved when he heard this, and showed smug smiles. Seeing Xu Wen put away the deceased guard and the contract beast, he immediately rushed over.

Ren Qing, who was grabbed and threw himself on the ground and escaped the disaster, stared at Xu Wen's back with a resentful look in pain, and his teeth creaked.

"One day, I will let you experience the sufferings of the world!"

Just as this thought emerged, just as Ren Qing and a group of people were betting on the group of people in the Xicheng family, two short wailing terror suddenly sounded in the air:

"You...you are not from the Dark Empire!"

"Shameless!"

Everyone was shocked and looked at each other.

Two black shadows retreated from the air in a panic, one of them followed closely and laughed wildly: "I have never said that I am from the Dark Empire. I only said that the members of the Dead Tribe are qualified to know whose disciple I am!"
Chapter completed!
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