Chapter 615

"I'll come to you, the old yellow devil ancestor of your Wanmo grottoes, where is he."

Seeing the men in the flow of the air, and the unfriendly look, Zhao Jiuge frowned, and was forced to endure the anger of his heart.

Lin Prajna on one side is calm a lot, perhaps used to this kind of vision, Lin Prajna's eyes waves are not surprised, no mood, as if to see her is not seven people, but seven stones, she has no eyes to see each other, although the facial expression has not changed, but the breath that emanates from that body is more cold.

"Our ancestors can see it so easily. You want to see if you want to see. Are you qualified. This is the site of my wanwangrottoes. You can know what the consequences are if you break into it without permission."

Originally, the hairy man who was enjoying Lin Prajna's unique face saw Zhao Jiuge suddenly disturb her voice. Suddenly, he was angry and scolded him. At the same time, a big hat was fastened on Zhao Jiuge's head. When he saw the blinking eyes, he knew what bad idea was playing.

The cold beauty in front of him, where they can see in such a small place, is not the general woman can have the momentum. Although it is not clear what the other party is coming from, his heart has begun to take care of.

"Then you don't have enough qualifications now!"

Suddenly, a violent fluctuation of the spirit was directly emitted from linprajna, and then the red lips began to light up, and the cold voice rang around everyone's ears.

In a moment, the seven men, including the long hair, were suddenly panicked. They could not have imagined that the gorgeous man had the practice of Yuanying state. It was stronger than that of several ordinary ancestors. This made them have some heads covered. They could not accept it at once. They could not accept it at once For them who are young by linprajna and Zhao Jiuge, they are at most only the monks passing by here. Where can I know that nun is so horrified.

The first thing to respond to is long hair, black eyes beads slightly turned, immediately trembling and said, "enough I'll tell you that Huang Mo's ancestor will go now

After that, the thin and small hair ran to the most magnificent building in the distance. But when I turned around, the fear of the face disappeared. Instead, he was smart and ran to inform the old ancestor of Huang mo.

The remaining six middle-aged men looked at each other. At once, no one dared to be wild. They kept staring at Lin Prajna for a while. Even though Lin Prajna's face attracted them no matter how, they dared to touch the eyebrow when they learned that Lin Prajna had a yuan infant environment.

This is the world. A world of weak and strong food. And their wanwangrottoes are just the bullying and afraid of the hard Lord. When they see long hair, they will inform the old ancestor of Huang Mo to go. They are not good at saying anything, but they will not let Zhao Jiuge walk around at will.

When soldiers come to block and cover the water, Zhao Jiuge and Lin Prajna stand here, waiting for the so-called yellow demon ancestors to come, they will not believe it, showing the strength of Yuanying state, and several old families in Wanmo Grottoes can still sit down.

Zhao Jiuge is secretly planning to take out something to exchange with Huang Mo's old ancestor. At present, he has several spiritual tools that he needs. It is impossible to take out the trade. Only useless is the big blood knife captured last time, and a blue flying sword, a medium of spirit and a first-class artifact. For zhaojiuge, there is no great use for zhaojiuge There are also millions of Lingshi captured from the young patriarch of Yinling clan. There is nothing else. However, Zhao Jiuge thought about it again that these things should be more than enough. Maybe not so much. After all, even the eight wasteful sword map of the finished version does not know how powerful it is.

Wanmo grottoes, in the main hall of the pavilion.

There are three figures sitting above. Each person has some excellent spirits and spirits. It is obvious that they all know each other. Only the old friends are good at wine. Only the beauty is poor. If there are dancing dancers in the hall at the moment, I'm afraid the three will be happier.

The first person in the middle, with long yellow hair and pale face, is only middle-aged, but his skin has obvious wrinkles. He has a hook nose. His eyes know that there is some chilly, especially when he smiles, it gives a uncomfortable feeling.

He, with long yellow hair, was wearing a gorgeous robe of Tibetan and blue color. Although he was talking and cheering, his eyes were shining from time to time. Obviously, he was calculating what he was thinking about. He had a spirit breath of no strength, which didn't seem strong. But he knew that he had the cultivation in the mid-term Yuanying state, which was not surprising.

yellow long hair middle-aged man's left hand is a young looking cross dresser, with fair skin and handsome appearance. Only a pair of eyes near his eyes has red eye shadow.

The young man was dressed in purple, one foot was on the ground um blanket, one foot was on his chest, and on the long table in front of him, he also had a purple sheath, and a man bowed his head and drank himself.At the moment, the middle-aged man was wearing a pure yellow ink fan, but he was wearing a white water fan, but he was wearing a long white water fan.

Although there are many middle-aged men with elegant appearance, they are not inferior to the two men in their temperament.

The elegant middle-aged man shows his air of dust in all his actions and actions. Obviously, he is not an ordinary man. Even though he has been eroded by years, he does not have a manliness.

The purple robed man drank himself, while the Yellow haired man and the elegant man talked to each other with smiles on their faces.

"Brother Jingfeng, you've made a stir in all the forces around you by joining us this time. With brother Jingfeng's joining, we'll be adding wings to the tiger."

The Yellow haired man held a jade cup in one hand, and put the other on the red and black long table on his chest, and presented a cup to the elegant middle-aged man wearing a Confucian shirt.

Obviously, this elegant middle-aged man is the most popular monk of Yuanying realm since he joined the Wanmo Grottoes recently. Since the three people can drink together, the other two over there must also be yuanyingjing, two of the other seven demons.

"Ha ha, where are you? I've heard about Jingfeng for a long time. In the past, there were various restrictions in the sect. Now I'm free. I can do whatever I want, and I'm free."

The elegant middle-aged man waved his sleeve robe, full of free and easy, light talking and laughing, and finally directly took the jade cup in his hand and drank it down, as if to vent his heart's mood.

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