Chapter 372: Wicked example

Jun Buren was also a little embarrassed, and he lowered his head and said nothing.
My spy originally came with a major mission to save the teaching crisis, but in the end he stupidly ran to others and fed him.
Isn't this just the mouse grabbing fish from the cat's mouth to eat? It's weird not to be killed.
The old man seemed as if his brain had crashed. He was stunned and didn't say a word. After a long time, he came back to his senses and asked urgently: How do you know that he is the green secret of the Dragon Guard? "
A spy was undercover there, so I got the news! "
Really? "
The old man was still a little suspicious, shaking his head inconceivably: impossible, this is absolutely impossible. With such strength, how could he be willing to be a small green dense? Moreover, if you make such a humble identity, every famous person will dismiss it, and even think it is an insult to yourself. How could that heroine do such a thing? Doesn't this smear your face? Even the masters of the magic road disdain to do this work, right? "
The old man was unbelievable, Jun Buren let out a long sigh of breath, but said with a solemn expression: But this is the real scary thing about the gods and heroes. He didn't take his dignity seriously, he was truly unscrupulous. . I think he must have reached an agreement with Baolong's Secret Guards and used himself to join their organization to exchange information with them and deal with me! "
Tsk tusk, tyrant, a generation of tyrants, the old man is not enough! "
Hearing what he said, the old man was stunned at first, and then he looked reverent and authentic: even if the old man asked himself, in order to achieve his goal, he can kill the gods when he meets the gods and kill the Buddha when he meets the Buddha. Really cruel people can be a big deal. But even so, he couldn't pull down this old face, and exchanged for information with people so humble. But this hero actually violated himself in this way, he was crueler than the old man. "
Admiration, the old man admired him very much and served him. Although we are opponents, he deserves his respect! "
As he said, the old man looked at the Jun Buren and reprimanded: And you, the old man has told you long ago that those who make big things don't stick to small things. But what about you guys? Give you some tasks and just shirk all kinds of things. All the tasks that can't show up are hiding from people. If you don't want to do this, you don't want to do it. Look at the heroes of other gods, who are so strong, don't you still be honored and be a spy, as long as you get the information. "
Moreover, they are still decent heroes, who value face more than our evil factions. Everyone can disdain the eyes of the world. We are big demon, and we still want face every day. Who do we show? "
Yes, yes, the master’s lesson was quite correct, and he was unkind. "
Busy nodded, Jun Buren also agreed.
Although the heroic hero is a decent master, he is definitely a model of my evil sect and is worth learning. "
Yes, another day, the old man must gather the backbone elites of this sect, and must pass on the extremely pragmatic spirit of the gods and heroes. Only in this way can I promote my teaching, one is not afraid of hardship, second is not afraid of death, and third is the spirit of fighting hard. "With a solemn expression, the old man said very seriously.
When Jun Buren heard it, he nodded again and again: yes, yes, the master said that he should set this and hero as a model for my teaching, and inspire all the church members. If you don't achieve your goal, you will never give up, thinking that our spiritual religion will definitely carry forward. "
Ok!
Nodding lightly, the old man thought about it a little, and then asked: By the way, you just said that the saint has amnesia, is it true? "
Should it be true? Otherwise, the hero of the gods is so strong, he can definitely check it out. Besides, I saw that the saint's eyes were clear, not half distracting, just like a newborn baby, not pretending. "
Well, the saint must have been tortured to amnesia by the heroine, and her spirit was stimulated. This superb hero, even such a little girl can get into the black hand, cruel and cruel, really a role model for my generation, worth learning! "
That's right, the master said absolutely. What will the subordinate do next, do you want to rescue the saint? "
Don't do it anymore, she has lost her memory, what else do you want her to do? Besides, the gods and heroines have many tricks, it is hard to guarantee that this is not a trap again, don't step into it lightly. It doesn't matter if you die, but the old man is still waiting for your trump card! "
Yes, master! "
Bowing down, Jun Buren solemnly said.
He nodded slightly, and the old man hissed his eyes, and finally warned: Now that the gods and heroines are ready to take you, you should completely cut off contact with the old man. When I teach you something, the old man will send someone to join you. "
Obey orders, master, subordinates are waiting for good news from master. "
Ok!
With a slight nod, the old man waved his hand, the light disappeared and he disappeared.
Jun Buren took a deep breath, his heart was excited, and his eyes were full of hope.
I hope that the day I will teach you will come soon...
At the same time, after Yang Feng took Yue'er to leave Na Jun Buren, he walked in the small garden of the imperial palace, looking depressed.
After fighting the corrupt officials, Jun Buren completely entered the life of Buddhism, and there was no movement at all. After Yue'er met Jun Buren, there was no disturbance, and all clues were broken.
Then how should I find the Black Soul Cult next?
Alas, there is no clue. At this time, no NPC came out to give a reminder, post a task, tusk!
Life is not as simple as games.
Yang Feng was annoyed. Yue'er on the side looked at him like this, rolled her eyes, and suddenly smiled: Master, is that national teacher a member of the Black Soul Sect? "
Ok? How did you know? Do you remember? You are also from the Black Soul, aren't you? "
Upon hearing her words, Yang Feng couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Haha, the clue has appeared again, I said at this time, the NPC will definitely release the task.
Seeing this that month, she waved her hands in a flustered face, and said in fright: No, no, no, master, don't get me wrong, I am not from the Black Soul Cult. Uh no, I mean I don't know where I am, I am still amnesia. "
You are not from the Black Soul Sect, and you are still amnesia. How do you know that the national teacher is from the Black Soul Sect? You must have met in Black Soul Sect, right? "
Yang Feng asked loudly, that Yue'er looked aggrieved, like a frightened little white rabbit: No, I have never seen him before, but I heard General Yelu said that you have been fighting against the black soul. teach. Look for their head family, the whereabouts of the ghost king. I have also been wondering if Yue'er was a member of the Black Soul Cult before. "
So today, the master brought me to test the Master of the National Normal University, and I was wondering, is this National Teacher also a member of the Black Soul Sect? "
Huh? How do you know that I brought you here to test him? "
Raising his brows, Yang Feng took a deep look at her, looking surprised.
Did she see my mind? I hide so deep and have such great acting skills. I can win an Oscar. How did she see it?
With the corner of her mouth pursed, Yue'er couldn't help but smile and said: Master, didn't you tell me that Yue'er is Ye Shiniang's niece. How could it be so good that he ran to this outsider again to find out Yue'er's identity? If you don't believe in Yue'er's identity and suspect Yue'er, you can inquire behind the scenes. Since you brought Yue'er here to inquire, it means that you are testing this outsider. Can Yue'er not tell? "