Text_Chapter 202: One million questions(2/2)
These actions have gradually become able to cope with the current difficulties.
Moreover, because of the two hands and feet of the Holy Dan Pavilion, the reputation gradually became terrible, and the warriors in Tongshen Pavilion have become more and more common, buying, selling and trading.
At night, the bright moon hangs in the sky.
"Tonight is destined to be a quiet night!"
Looking up at the sky, Mu Yun sighed slightly and sneaked into the night.
He clearly remembered that during the day, Mu Bai yelled at Lu Chen.
"Lu Chen, if you take away this treasure sword today, this Pavilion Master will let you die without a place to bury!"
OK!
Mu Yun was happy. It would be nice to die without a burial place, but Mu Bai didn't have to do anything, he would help Mu Bai do this.
There are now ten hall masters of the Green Shadow Blood Sect stationed in the territory of the Nanyun Empire, with one envoy.
Each of these ten hall masters is responsible for leading a team of 10,000 people, stationed in various areas of Nanyun City.
And tonight, Lu Chen returned to his residence and felt very happy.
How could he be unhappy if a treasure worth five million high-grade spirit stones were obtained by a wolf with nothing?
And as for Mu Bai, he was too lazy to pay attention to Mu Bai.
This is the Nanyun Empire, the territory of the Green Shadow Blood Sect. Even the three major families dare not act rashly. The Holy Dan Pavilion is just a branch of the Holy Dan Sect in the Nanyun Empire.
He dares to come, and he will definitely let ten thousand elite soldiers and generals be destroyed directly.
At night, sitting upright in front of the window and looking at the treasure knife in front of him, Lu Chen's eyes were shining.
Such a good knife, you should have a name.
"Blood-printed knife!" Lu Chen said proudly: "It's called the Blood-printed knife."
"Good name!"
Suddenly, a voice came to my back. Lu Chen wanted to speak, but a figure instantly controlled it.
Purple fire lotus bloomed on his body.
"If you shout, I will make you worse than death."
"Who are you? What do you want to do?"
Feeling the hot temperature of the fire, Lu Chen became frightened and scared.
"You want a sword, I can give it to you."
"I just have low-quality ground equipment, I don't care!" Mu Yun said coldly: "Who am I? Don't you know?"
When he came to Lu Chen, Mu Yun lifted Zisha from below and smiled and said, "Do you know who I am?"
"Mu...Yun! You are not dead!"
"I can't die so easily, but you might be able to do it."
Looking at the blood-printed knife on the table, Mu Yun smiled and said, "This knife is really good. I was very satisfied when I refined it."
"You made this knife!"
Lu Chen was shocked: "You are not dead, you have been in Tongshen Pavilion. No wonder, no wonder Tongshen Pavilion has developed so quickly in the past three years."
"You were wrong!"
Mu Yun said: "I just came back recently. The growth of Tongshen Pavilion in the past three years has nothing to do with me."
"Hmph, you came here just for the sake of the treasure knife. Tell me, what conditions do you want?"
"Straightforward, I'll ask you, in the past year, have your Green Shadow Blood Sect captured any powerful man from the God-Transpot Realm? Maybe you also know his name - Mu Dingtian!"
"Mu Dingtian? He is not dead either?"
Hearing Lu Chen's words, Mu Yun had already understood that his grandfather was not caught by the people of the Green Shadow Blood Sect.
Then where did grandpa go?
"Hmph, I don't know Mu Dingtian, but I know that I will die tonight, but you cannot escape Mu Yun. As long as you are alive, the Lord will find you and will definitely kill you. The Lord Envoy is extremely powerful, and you don't understand his horror at all."
"Oh? Then, thank you for your reminder!"
Lu Chen has no value anymore, and Mu Yun is not polite and kills him with one knife.
Chapter completed!