Chapter 432：

After Weiyang finished speaking, he seemed to have thought of something.

There was a flash of hatred in his eyes, and the hands in the sleeves of the large windbreaker were slightly squeezed.

Chenlong glanced at him and said indifferently: "Go back and rest well!"

"I will call you again when I set up the surgery formation next time!"

Weiyang's stature was shocked.

Since joining the Ten Thousand Demons Club, so many formations have been set up, and the next time?

Weiyang felt that he was really like an old goat working day and night, and he was a little bit angry.

He raised his head slightly and said with a gloomy face: "Chenlong, have I arranged so many surgical formations in my gang?"

"Why haven't the layout been finished yet?"

"When is it a head?"

"I joined the Ten Thousand Demons Club, not as a coolie!!!"

"After I joined in, I promised to give me the precious imperial spirit technique or information of imperial spirit technique on a regular basis!"

"There has been no new information for more than half a year, so it's time to give it to me!"

Weiyang said angrily.

Immediately after,

He suddenly thought of something, a greedy color flashed in his eyes, and he said.

"Chenlong, or just give me all the information about the technique you are arranging!"

"In this case, half a year, no, in one year I will not ask for my benefits and shares from the club!"

Chenlong sneered: "Weiyang, do your job well!"

"The Ten Thousand Demons Association is not a charity hall!"

"What should be asked, what should not be asked!"

"If you don't understand such a simple truth, I don't mind helping you clear your mind!"

Talking,

Chen Long suddenly set off a very turbulent demon spirit wave.

This terrifying coercion instantly fell on Weiyang's body.

Let the latter's shriveled and thin body tremble suddenly, and immediately shake like chaff!

Weiyang felt the terrifying pressure and demon spirit aura like a mountain topping, and his old face was full of fear.

Shaking like a sifting chaff, he said quickly: "Hold... sorry, Master Chenlong!"

"I... I made a mistake!"

"Your lord has a lot, don't... don't mind!"

"Humph!"

Chenlong snorted coldly, and took back all the surging and amazing demon spirit aura.

Weiyang wiped the sweat from his forehead and barely stood still.

He shuddered slightly and said.

"Master Chenlong, if there is nothing wrong, I...I will go back first!"

"Next time, wait for your call!"

Chenlong glanced at him coldly.

Just now Weiyang thought carefully, and he saw it clearly.

Chenlong said, "Remember, don't go back to the ruins of Fengjiang!"

"Your apprentice, he will die if he dies!"

"The Demon Elimination Bureau of the Demon Capital has lost so many elites over there. Now is the time to guard and martial law!"

"You have a fate to go, but you may not have a fate to come back!"

"Yes...Yes, Master Chenlong!"

Weiyang promised, but his heart was full of injustice and resentment.

The figure trembled slightly, and he retreated to Chenlong, and slowly withdrew from the space in the belly of the mountain.

The mouse behind Chenlong sneered at Weiyang's embarrassed appearance.

He opened his mouth and said to Chen Long, "Master Chen Long, just let him go?"

Chen Long let out a faint "um".

"After all the big formations are set up, let's find a chance to do it again!"

"Now this old man is still useful to us!"

The mouse nodded respectfully.

He thought about the matter again and asked.

"My lord, what if that silly old man really goes to Fengjiang Ruins?"

Chenlong's eyes flashed slightly: "How do you say that old man is the strength of destruction!"

"There are also a few brushes in Yulingshu and Shuzhen. In case something really happens, I should be able to escape back!"

Zimo nodded and said no more.

Chenlong thought of the current progress of the art formation again, and said: "Send a few people to follow far away!"

"Don't get too close!"

"Yes, my lord!"

The child mouse responded.