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Chapter 1831 Didnt you give enough benefits?

"Where is Wulong Mountain?"

Someone raised doubts.

Hua Yan is absolutely impossible, but Wulong Mountain is always possible, right?

On Wulong Mountain, there are many people from the Green Thrush Plane, and as long as people go to Wulong Mountain from the Blue Thrush Plane, they can come back even if they give birth to children.

Perhaps these people are from Wulong Mountain?

"Isn't it possible? People who go to Wulong Register will be willing to come back?" Someone was speechless.

Don't they all say that Wulong Mountain is like a fairyland, with treasures everywhere? People who enter Wulong Mountain are unwilling to come back again, and they all take root in Wulong Mountain.

Is there anyone willing to come back from Wulong Mountain now?

"Perhaps they really came from Wulong Mountain." A middle-aged man said solemnly.

The cultivation of those two people is obviously not comparable to theirs. Even he, an elder, will not be their opponent. Such a person is not too young in their plane.

The two people just now were obviously very young, and they were holding a little baby in their arms.

"Who could it be?"

He felt a little uneasy, wondering if someone from the Medical Valley had entered Wulong Mountain in the past few years.

Just as he was guessing, the disciple he had ordered to inquire at the inn came back and came to him panting.

"How about it? Have you ever asked where those two people came from?"

The disciple didn't speak, just shook his head, and then looked at the elder with a confused look on his face.

"Didn't you find out?"

The elder frowned and looked at him.

"Did you not give me enough benefits?" he asked coldly.

Generally speaking, they just ask a few questions, and the waiter in the inn will not fail to answer them. After all, just saying a few words can get a lot of benefits, and anyone is willing to let it go.

However, he forgot one thing, that is, An Jiuyue killed such people from Poison Valley without blinking an eye.

"No, elder, the disciple has given them enough benefits." The disciple continued to shake his head.

If it was just a matter of giving benefits, he would naturally not be reluctant to do so in order to achieve his goal. Unfortunately, no one in the inn dared to talk nonsense about the benefits he promised to Cong.

"The people in the inn were all afraid of those two guests. They refused to say a word about them. The disciples paid extremely high prices, but they were unable to get any information about those two people from their mouths."

And because he was wearing the same clothes as Poison Valley, the waiter in the inn was wary of him, as if he was hiding from the god of plague.

That look simply didn't make him mad to death.

But he couldn't do anything to those people, because they were already dead disciples, and he didn't want to make any more noise in the town and provoke the couple again.

Yes, couple.

The only thing he found out in the inn was that the two were husband and wife, and they had an entourage. The three of them came to this small town together.

"Elder, the disciples only know that they come from the desert of death."

"What did you say?"

The elder got excited and reached out to pick up the disciple's collar.

Coming from the Desert of Death, is that man really Yu Rong? No, no, that man is not Yu Rong at all. Even if his appearance can be easily transformed into someone else's, his temperament and cultivation are not so easy to change.

It can be changed.


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