Chapter Thirty-ninth Little Shishu is well
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The old guard paused slightly, and a cold smile appeared on his face. He didn't know how many such ungrateful guys had seen before. The grass on their graves is probably three feet tall.
The emerald green aura spread out, and the old guard stepped out slowly, and the ground in the entire business hall was shaken.
He had already appeared in front of Yue Lin.
boom!!!
The dazzling light made everyone close their eyes tightly, and the shock in their hearts was unspeakable. Who would have thought that an old farmer-like guard next to Mr. Zhou was so powerful!?
"Ahem!"
The old guard's palm was less than three inches away from Yue Lin's vital points.
But even these three inches of distance are like a natural barrier that cannot be crossed.
A layer of bright red flame burned violently between the two, swallowing up all the emerald green aura.
Yue Lin's coat was already shattered by the energy, revealing the little coat inside, and some small things hidden by him close to his chest.
The old guard took a deep breath, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his lips. He struggled to retract his arm. Just as he was about to burst out with a more fierce attack at any cost, his body suddenly trembled, and half of his arms left in the air, and his whole body stopped moving as if he was frozen.
The eyes of everyone behind the old man seemed to have been frozen. I wonder why this old senior suddenly stopped again when he had completely gained the upper hand.
And he stopped in such a strange posture.
"This, this is...so that's it, so that's it!" The old man's expression was strange, which was a manifestation of admiration, fear, and excitement.
The next moment, Fan Zimo couldn't help but scream softly. Not only her, but almost everyone in the business exclaimed at this time.
The old man who was still powerful just now, who pressed forward to defeat Yue Lin step by step, pushed the golden mountain, turned the jade pillar, and knelt in front of Yue Lin.
Xu Qingmu only felt weak all over. He didn't understand what was wrong. Everyone was a long-standing figure, so why did they line up to celebrate the big bows and bows to a country bun?
Qi Jun pointed at Yue Lin tremblingly, unable to say a word. Everything in his eyes collapsed, and what was happening directly destroyed everything about him in an extremely violent way.
The old man bowed extremely respectfully and did not stand up, but continued to kneel on the ground and said respectfully in a very low voice: "My younger generation, Mu Sen, can you not be assured of the uncle of the Qing Luo Master?"
Yue Lin lowered his eyes slightly, and then he realized that the jade pendant that had been hanging close to his chest had been exposed.
This jade pendant was left behind by Qingluo after his death. Corresponding to it is a golden silk black bag of Taoist Netherworld. The war space excludes them on the grounds that these two things contain unknown space fluctuations and cannot be analyzed at this stage.
Yue Lin had no choice but to put them close to his body.
In such a long time, this is the first time that his outer shirt and the inner shirt were broken at the same time, revealing a small piece of the jade pendant.
So, this old man looks quite old, but he is the young and beautiful Qingluo's apprentice?
Yue Lin had a thought in his heart and coughed lightly, "My master's immortal body is well, but because he was pursuing the Taoist of Netherworld, even I can't contact her in a short period of time."
As soon as Yue Lin said this, old man Mu Sen suddenly believed it.
Master Qingluo's uncle went down the mountain to investigate the whereabouts of the Netherworld Taoist because of some treasure. This is a secret news that only the core class in Qingmu Gate knows.
Even though he was chatting with his master, the master, who was an elder, suddenly said it. Otherwise, with his identity in the sect, he would probably not know about this at all.
Although the young man in front of him had never seen him in the sect, he first held the Sumeru mustard jade pendant unique to Master Qingluo Master Qingluo, and secondly, he also knew the most secret information in the sect clearly. He was definitely the newly recruited disciple of Master Qingluo Master Qingluo Master outside.
Thinking about it, there are only two disciples from Master Qingluo, both of whom are women. Now, I suddenly took in a young man. This Master Yue is definitely the kind of disciple that Elder Qingluo loves from the bottom of his heart.
What's more, the ring worn by this junior uncle!
Mu Sen has already determined that this is an extremely precious storage ring. Even the treasure that Master Qingluo did not have before was worn by his uncle. Now it was worn by his uncle. It must have been given to him directly after Master Qingluo got it!
If we analyze this way, the relationship between this junior uncle and Qingluo uncle has definitely surpassed the relationship between ordinary master and apprentice, and it is at least five times or ten times closer!
Mu Sen suddenly became more respectful, and leaned down lower, almost lying on the ground.
He had no doubt that Yue Lin had taken the jade pendant from Qingluo's body.
Just kidding, what kind of person is Master Qingluo? Not to mention this mortal in the world, even in the Qingmu Gate, he is a great monk at the level of the Supreme Elder. If she could be killed by the little guy in front of her who had not even stepped into the path of cultivation, the sun would really come out from the west.
No, that's something more bizarre than the sun coming out from the west.
Mu Sen quietly looked up and saw Yue Lin's face without any expression. His eyes fell on the injured part where he was still bleeding. He felt like he had eaten ten kilograms of yellow lotus, and he was extremely miserable.
"This... I am so miserable. I was originally ordered to come to this remote place to inspect a disciple, and at the same time investigate the situation of a secret territory. It took a lot of talk to ask the master. It was a leisurely and lucrative job, but how did I get into the newly acquired uncle of Master Qingluo?"
"What's even more bitter is that I even injured him." Mu Sen even wanted to die at this time.
The uncle of the Qingluo Master in the sect is a very protective figure.
Moreover, as a female cultivator, she has always had a good relationship with the highest levels of other factions, and other great monks are very caring for her. Not to mention that she is a personal disciple of an ordinary elder of the Qingmu Sect, even if other monks with higher status do such things, they have to peel off their skin to expose them.
"This, this..." Mu Sen turned around and looked at Zhou Ting who was still unconscious, then turned his face and smiled bitterly with apology and embarrassment, and he wanted to speak but stopped.
Yue Lin coughed lightly, wiped off a thread of blood from the corner of his lips, raised his foot and walked to Zhou Ting's side for a few steps, and slapped him hard on the face.
This slap was very heavy, and everyone behind him was shocked.
Mu Sen stood up.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief again. Even though the old guard, who was so powerful that he was extremely unstoppable, had fallen into his mind and fell to the ground, he should have recovered now.
Why don’t you take down the guy who bullied Mr. Zhou?
Chapter completed!