Chapter 332: Saint gossip

With his mouth narrowed, the black-clothed old man was silent and motionless.
The people below, seeing him like this, didn't dare to ask, they just whispered to each other and mumbled carefully.
Hey, the master said that this is the third battle with that hero. Have we already lost before we fight? "
Alas, he died before he became a teacher, so the hero burst into tears, let alone! "
Look at the master's face, you almost droop to the ground. This superb hero is really powerful, the master fought with him and lost three straight. Especially this third time, I didn't even have a chance to make a shot. People have already won. I think this is God's will. The owner has recently committed a Mercury retrograde, and his luck is bad. Let's choose another auspicious day and go to war with the hero. "
...
All the people were chattering swiftly. Although they were all quiet, they were like the fly flapping its wings.
A fly doesn't matter, but a group of flies buzzing together will directly blow people's heads apart.
Especially now, the old man is in a depressed mood. Hearing the sighs and sighs of the people below, he suddenly became angry and roared: Don't quarrel, whoever mumbles, the old man killed him in the palm of his hand! "
squeak!
Suddenly, the sound of the entire hall stopped abruptly, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze, with a frightening atmosphere.
The old man's eyes were red, staring at them fiercely, and finally fixed his gaze on the young man who came to report, and shouted: What happened? Is that godlike hero, he is a god, or is he a fairy, is it counted as a pinch? As soon as the old man was about to act, he blocked his channel. Besides, the old man's these strongholds are so secretive, how did he find out? "
The old man was roaring, and the little guy was trembling with fright, and murmured with a pale face: Yes... he hasn't resisted corruption recently..."
Greed... Greedy? "
The old man looked puzzled, and the young man said nervously: The construction of our strongholds used to give some of the officials above money. As a result, he has not been anti-corruption now. Based on the money exchanges of these officials, he found our stronghold and gave it a pot. Now that the officials in the entire capital city met him, they all walked around, afraid of being caught by him for questioning. And this time the stronghold was destroyed, besides us, the Sacred Fire also suffered heavy losses, and many people were brought in. "
Uh!
The body shook suddenly, and the old man looked at the little girl with a shocked look, then turned to look at the rest of the backbone of the teaching, and said with a heartache: horrible, dear congregants, this horror is really terrible. . Who of you could have thought that he could hit us from attacking corrupt officials? "
Unexpected, unexpected..."
He sighed and shook his head, everyone looked admired. The wise strategy of this genius hero is really powerful. It is not easy to notice such remote query directions.
No wonder the master lost three times.
The old man took a deep breath and couldn't help sighing again and again: I have heard that someone is wise and unpredictable, and the old man walks the rivers and lakes in his life and has never seen it. The rhetoric of this is also scornful. But this time, I really saw it. This supernatural hero is really a monster, just a ghost. The old man’s calculations are always one step behind him, alas! "
After exhaling a long breath, the old man was discouraged, and with a sloppy pace, he turned and walked towards the back hall.
the host! "
Seeing that he had just left, those subordinates couldn't help but stopped, and hurriedly asked: What shall we do now? Do you still want to sneak into the upper capital? "
Dive ass, just stay here, don't fall into the trick of catching turtles in the urn. Anyway, now, the old man dare not do anything. How can he always predict the enemy's first opportunity...what will the old man do? What... I just hit a ghost, shit! "
The old man yelled and left angrily, leaving only a group of core teaching staff who had rushed back to the headquarters. You look at me, I look at you, they are all stupid, I don't know what to do.
Why did we come back this time?
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At the same time, as soon as the old man entered the courtyard of the back hall, he ran into a young girl wearing a hat, and said to him Yingying: Master, Saint Yue'er, bid farewell to the master, thank you for his kind teaching in January . After Yue'er returned to Fenglei, she must carry forward my Black Soul Sect. "
Master farewell! "
That day, the mountain leader and the Yin Yang Wuji brothers also held their fists together, but they were helpless.
Staring at the four of them fiercely, the old man was getting angry and could not help cursing: Fuck, who let you go? Now this teacher is not allowed to go when he is using people. They all stayed as cannon fodder...Uh, yeah, they were left to resurrect the Black Soul Tree of the Sect, and to contribute! "
Uh...Master, are you letting us go or let us stay? "
She couldn't help but stagnated, the young girl took a deep look at the old man, and wondered: Didn't you say that now I have learned the spell seal art, can I return to Feng Lei on your behalf and carry forward my teaching? Why, what difficulties the master encountered, do you need Yue'er to help you out? "
After taking a deep breath, the old man was frowning and wanted to find someone to talk to. He just met the girl's question and told her everything.
When the girl heard it, she couldn't help her eyes light up, and she was surprised: This god-spirited hero actually thought that my teaching would infiltrate the court and bribe officials, so she followed the greedy officials and found the stronghold of my teaching. , What a genius. Even Yue'er didn't expect this to be such an investigation. "
Nonsense, can you compare to that hero? That is a monster that is so intelligent and close to a monster, who knows what conspiracy and tricks he is deploying now, waiting for the old man to drill, making the old man difficult to act. "
Frowning tightly, the old man's face was bitter.
Once upon a time, could he be forced to be like he is now, and dare not move? For fear that if you move, you will fall into the tricks of others, and you will never recover.
Worse, really useless!
Seeing the bitterness of the old man, the girl rolled her eyes and immediately said: Master, Yue'er has a way to relieve her worry. "
Oh? What can you do? "
The master’s distress now is that my teaching stronghold in the city is destroyed and the secret road is blocked. How should I send people into the city? "
That's right, if the old man wants to conquer the palace, it is really difficult to control the whole situation on his own. A group of masters must be secretly sent into the city to wait for opportunities. "
Yueer is not a talent, just this channel! "
With a slight smile, the girl bowed.
The old man raised his brows and took a deep look at her: You? You are a son of a powerful wind and thunder. It has not been long since you first came to Beijing. What channels can you have? "
To be honest, my father has his own in the Guardian of Dragons. And Baolong Secret Guard also has its own stronghold and secret road in the upper capital. Yue'er can find out where this secret path is as a special envoy to protect the dragon secret guard. With the secret path of Baolong's secret guard, the people of our gods can sneak in secretly, absolutely foolproof. "
Really? "
With a smile on his face, the old man suddenly saw hope, but when he saw the little girl being so diligent, he couldn't help but be a little suspicious: Ghost girl, if you take the initiative to help the holy religion, there is no conspiracy, right? "
Yue'er is now the saint of the sacred religion. After the sacred religion has ruled the world, Yue'er will enjoy the supreme glory under one person and above the ten thousand people. Naturally, I hope that the sacred religion will last forever and endure forever! "
Well, it makes sense for you to say that! "
His eyes squinted, the old man nodded his head after thinking for a while and smiled: OK, just do as you said. If you can do this, the old man will give you the first credit, hahaha! "
With a loud laugh, the old man turned and left.
Looking at the back of him away, the Taoist Master couldn't help but ask suspiciously that day: Miss, why are you helping this ghost king so actively? For this that gave us the middle and lower black soul seals, a dark line that the Patriarch placed in the Baolong Secret Guard was exposed, it is really worthless! "
I am not helping him, I am helping us! "
Under the green hat, a pair of beautiful eyes flashed with brilliance, and the girl determinedly said: In this world, the only one who can overcome this ghost king is the and hero. I must find a chance to fight with that and hero. Work together. Humph, Black Soul Seal, so what? I don't care about grandma. "
Ghost King, how about your strength? Soon my grandma will let you taste what is the real wisdom like a demon, hum! "