"Your master has a message before his death. Listen to me and it won't be too late before you die!"
"The master said he wanted to be buried in the Dark Night Forest. He seems to have a lot of connections with Queen Kailan there!"
"I cannot disobey my master's orders. I still respect senior Gongzhuang Dexian in my heart. If you abandon him like this, you are really not worthy of being his apprentice. He really refuses to die in peace..."
Faced with Du Bi, who was determined to blow himself up, Mai Sang was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and spoke without hesitation.
"Forget it...!" The woman suddenly stopped her soaring attention and spurted out a mouthful of blood. The twin sisters, who had already turned pale and were at a loss for words, hurriedly stepped forward to support them, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. They fell into the group.
Although Dolby is sincere, after all, he spent his whole life in Huaxin, so how could he really be willing to die here with his boss?
"I will send Master to the Dark Night Forest now! Then I will go back to McCann to seek justice from Gongzhuang Deming. You have the chance to kill me now. If you don't do it, I will definitely kill you to avenge Master the next time we meet!" Du
Bi was shaken by the backlash from her own energy, but she still spoke simply and forcefully.
Seeing that his senior sister had given up the idea of committing suicide, Fatty felt relieved and secretly glad that he had not done everything right. Although Dubi betrayed the master to a certain extent, it was excusable, and she always kept the relationship between master and disciple in her heart.
.In such a chaotic situation, this is enough!
But, what will the other senior brothers and sisters do after learning that the master has passed away?!
The more Mai Sang thought about it, the more annoyed he became, but he put on a cold smile on his face and said: "You should take care of yourself first! Don't forget the promise you made to my master, he is not as easy to talk to as me! Let's go
!”
"What's your name? Do you have a position in the team? Can you understand me?" Turning back from Dolby and others who had disappeared from sight, the fat man pointed at an older anesthetist and asked.
"Replying to the master, I don't have a name, only a number. My number is 142857. We are a team of seven, seven small teams are one squadron, and seven squadrons are one large team. I was originally one of the captains.
There are two brigades participating in this mission, but the other brigades captain has died in the battle!" the instructor replied respectfully.
Mr. Mai heard this, and he began to have an inexplicable disgust with the number "seven" in his heart. "Okay, I can't remember so many numbers. From now on, I will call you Brother Qi."
Come on! Everyone else is under your control! Do you understand?"
"Since you have obtained the command authority from No. 1, we are all deployed under you, but only your instructions, Director! In addition, although I have no sense of autonomy, I am not stupid. If you have anything to do, just give it to me.
!" Brother Qi's answer was succinct and without any emotion.
"It turns out that Grandmaster is No. 1, so in order of ranking, you are very far behind! How is your kung fu? You are also at the bottom, right?!" The fat man asked with his eyebrows twisted, feeling that he was being trusted a little.
"Our numbers are designated by the chairman. They have their own meanings, but they have nothing to do with strength! As far as I'm concerned, bettors of high-level and below can kill instantly, and high-level and intermediate-level players can also fight!" Seventh Brother replied calmly.
"Okay! Just brag! Just don't let your guard down in actual combat!" Mr. Mai deliberately teased, but found that the other party had no mood swings at all, so he had to give up and change his words: "I'm tired and need to rest. Instruct your men to step up patrols. Wu
The Lan people are frightened out of their wits by the master, and may very well take risks."
"Yes! Master! They have probably arrived! They are within three hundred steps directly in front of us, and their number is no less than two thousand!" Seventh Brother reported the report cautiously.
"Ha?!" Mr. Mai, who was just about to lie down on the camp bed and rest for a while, jumped up and ran out of the tent under the protection of many injection masters.
Looking around, everything ahead was as usual, except that there seemed to be some purple mist floating in the trees on both sides of the road.
"Could it be Master Haruhiko..." The fat man was doubtful, but found that he was facing a fatal problem. Should he reveal his identity? If he told the truth, he would naturally avoid many misunderstandings, but that would mean he would be exposed to the surveillance of the wasp again.
But if you don't say it, how easy is it? You can't take action first, otherwise the secret will be exposed!
"Has the expert from the Bianju sect arrived? Even if you are so secretive, it's no wonder that the Bianjutsu sect will never see the light of day again!" Mr. Mai decided to try his luck and poked at the opponent's vital points.
"A turtle in a urn, what right does it have to scream!" A high-pitched voice sounded, and Master Qingjun, with a cold and arrogant face, slowly walked out of the woods, with a young man accompanying him.
"Oh my god! Master!" The fat man was shocked. He saw that the young man looked only in his mid-twenties, but there was no doubt that it was Haruhiko between his features. "Miaochun's essence has been fertilized, and Teacher Haruhiko has become more mature."
Doesn’t looking younger mean that you are closer to death?!”
"Stop talking nonsense, I just want to ask you, are you here to help Hemei of Ulan or Shaogur of Rus?!" Maisang suppressed the throbbing in his heart and asked coldly.
"Hahahaha!" Accompanied by Zhang Yang's arrogant laughter, another middle-aged man walked out of the woods. This man had a cold face and was extremely masculine, but it was a pity that he was missing his right arm. He was extremely charming, and his eyes were like water.
The handsome woman is holding the man's left arm.
"Benji... Yulia...!" The fat man immediately recognized the other person, and was even more surprised. He had no idea why these people met together and seemed to be allies.
"You are not worthy of speaking to us, please come out, Master Gongzhuang! Didn't you show off your power just now and put down your harsh words? Why are you acting like a coward again now?" Benjie said disdainfully.
"My uncle came all the way, and was plotted by a villain on the way. He is resting in the tent now! Moreover," Mai Sang responded in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "If there is something going on, I will do my best, so I can send some small things to you without him having to intervene!"
"
Benjie's eyes lit up like bright lights, and his whole body began to focus restlessly. He was obviously angry at the other party's words. However, looking at the fat man's calm and calm expression, he hesitated, fearing that he would be provoked.
"Uncle Master... So, you are Gongzhuang Deming's disciple! Very good..." Master Qingyan, who had been silent for a long time, spoke. He stared at Mai Sang for a moment, and then asked: "In that case, please
Ask your uncle if he knows that Mai Sang and Wilson have died together. If he knows, why does he still have the intention to bring a bunch of puppets here to help the battle, but doesn't go to Gongzhuang Deming to fight for his life? Is the apprentice's life in danger?
Is it so worthless?”
"This Mr. Benji, no matter what mistakes he has made in the past, it is a fact that he still has four atomic energy cloud bombs in his hands! If you are not worried about the nearly one million troops of Ulan and Rus here,
All turned into powder, then let Master Gongzhuang have a good rest!" After the old man finished speaking, his face turned pale, and he was obviously trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart.
Haruhiko hurriedly supported his brother, his expression darkened, and he sighed softly.
When Mei Sang heard this, he was deeply moved. Only then did he realize that Qingyan and Qingjun had come to harm Master Gongzhuang in order to avenge themselves.
"Haha! I broke my arm because of Mai Sang! I didn't expect that I would have to stand up for him today to seek justice for him!" Benjie said nonchalantly, taking out a small box from his arms.
