Chapter 1515: Quirks

Things like luck cannot be detected, it looks strange...
The son of the Haotian Pavilion pavilion master Hao Mei thought this way, and the corners of his mouth rose silently, and the coquettish color on his face became more and more...
Then he glanced at the guardian Beilin standing aside...
This is the guarantee of his strength for one party!
As the son of the pavilion master, even if it is just a sideline, it is enough to have a guardian!
"Young Master Fallen, everything has been taken care of..."
"The entire plane has been cleared..."
"Even if there are some fish that slip through the net, they can't turn it over..."
"Those captured human races were all transported out in warships, waiting for their fate to be slaves for life! They die in the veins..."
"But Master Meteo, if you want to mine those few crystal mines and star crystal mines, you still need mine slaves. Now that the mine slaves are sold, how to deal with the mines here?"
Beilin, the guardian of the Haotian Pavilion, who was wearing a gray long-distance runner, showed a look of surprise on his face, and then asked respectfully.
"Ha ha……"
"We can go buy another batch of mine slaves!"
"It's nothing more than the Divine Crystal Mine. The Star Crystal Mine belongs to high-level mineral veins. The human race on this plane has no ability to mine..."
"At least...at least it must be a mine slave of the True King realm to enter it to mine star crystal ore..."
"Don't worry about this, wait a minute, don't shine too much..."
"I must hold these mineral veins in my own hands!"
"If the wind is leaked, if my brothers know about it, they can still take my turn."
Hao Yu, the son of the Haotian Pavilion Pavilion Master, said as his eyes became more and more silent.
"Master Fall is wise!"
The guardian of Beilin, wearing a gray robe, gave a flat compliment.
"Master Fall, there will be no accidents in the things you handed over to me..."
Protector Beilin said as he spoke, then he held his head high, full of confidence.
...
"Report...Report... The team led by Deacon Xiao En had a problem, and hundreds of thousands of cultivators were beheaded to death!"
At this moment, a messenger rushed over from outside the door and reported this information.
The face of the guardian Beilin who was wearing a gray robe changed...
Isn't this so special?
I just said that there will be no accidents. I promised that I patted my breasts. This is it now? this one?
This is obviously playing him, OK? The point is...is there something special like this? This is so funny?
"waste!"
"Where is Sean?"
"What about others?"
"A bunch of trash!"
"What the happened!"
"Let Sean come back and die!"
Guardian Beilin walked over with a sullen face, and directly stretched out his hand to pinch the messenger's neck and lifted him directly from the ground.
Seeing Herald's face gradually becoming hideous because of suffocation, Bei Lin took a deep breath, revealing an expression of enjoyment on his face.
Everyone has their own special hobbies.
The special hobby of this guardian of Beilin is that he likes to humiliate others... He will be very excited when he sees other people's expressions of being unable to survive.
"Guard... Guardian... Master, Sean... Deacon Sean... has been beheaded!"
Chuan Lingbing's lips were trembling, his eyes staring fiercely, and his body was twitching rapidly when he spoke...
He originally thought he would survive after he had finished speaking, but what awaited him...was deeper pain.
"Master...Faculty guardian...no...don't...I...I...I..."
Click...
Bei Lin silently broke the neck of the messenger, and immediately looked like he had thrown away a dead dog.