Luck is something that cannot be detected and looks strange
Haotian, the son of the leader of Haotian Pavilion, thought so in her heart. The corners of her mouth rose silently, and there were more and more flirtatious colors on her face
Then he glanced at the Dharma protector Beilin standing aside
This is his strength guarantee!
As the son of the cabinet leader, even if it's only a sideline, it's enough to have a Dharma protector!
"Master Chou, everything has been handled properly..."
"The whole plane has been cleared..."
"Even if there are some missing fish, we can't turn over the situation..."
"Those captured Terrans have been transported out by warships. The fate waiting for them is to be slaves for life! They die on the vein..."
"But young master meteorite, if those divine crystal mines and Star Crystal mines want to be mined, they still need mineral slaves. Now they sell all the mineral slaves. How to deal with the mines here?"
Beilin, the Dharma protector of Haotian Pavilion, who was wearing a gray long-distance race, showed a surprised look on his face and then respectfully asked.
"Ha ha..."
"We can buy another batch of mining slaves!"
"It doesn't matter if the divine crystal ore falls. The star crystal ore belongs to the high-grade ore vein. The Terran of this plane has no ability to mine and grab..."
"At least... At least if the mining slaves in the real king's territory can enter it to dig star crystal ore..."
"There's no need to worry about this. Wait, don't shine too much..."
"I must hold these mineral veins in my own hands!"
"If the news is leaked and my brothers know it, they can still get it on my head."
Haotian, the son of the head of Haotian Pavilion, said as her eyes became more and more silent.
"Young master meteor is wise!"
The northern forest Dharma protector in grey robe paid a compliment.
"Young master meteor, there will be no accidents in the things you entrusted me to deal with..."
As Beilin Dharma protector spoke, he held his head high and was full of confidence.
……
"Report... Report... There was a problem with the team led by deacon Sean, and tens of thousands of practitioners were killed!"
Just at this time, a herald came running outside the door and reported the information.
The northern forest Dharma protector in grey robe changed his face
Isn't this a slap in the face?
I just said that there would be no accident. I made a guarantee and patted my chest. Is that it now? That's it?
This is clearly playing with him, okay? The key is... Is there a special way to play like this? It's fun, isn't it?
"Waste!"
"Where's Sean?"
"Where is he?"
"A bunch of waste!"
"What the hell happened!"
"Let Sean come back and die!"
The Dharma protector of Beilin came over with a gloomy face, directly stretched out his hand and grabbed the messenger's neck and lifted him directly from the ground.
Looking at the messenger's face gradually becoming ferocious because of suffocation, Beilin took a deep breath and showed a look of enjoyment on his face.
Everyone has his own special hobbies.
The special hobby of Beilin Dharma protector is that he likes to humiliate others... He will be very excited when he looks at other people's expression that they can't survive or die.
"Protector... Protector... Dharma protector, Sean... Deacon Sean has been... Killed!"
The herald's lips trembled, his eyes stared, and his body twitched rapidly
He thought he would survive when he finished, but waiting for him... Was a deeper pain.
"Protector... Dharma protector... No... Don't... I... i... I..."
Click
Beilin silently broke the messenger's neck, and then it was like throwing away a dead dog.