"We are the Qilin Legion that protects the Martial Arts Temple!!!" The little Qilin finally couldn't bear it anymore, and this one's voice was even more childish.
Mu Xiaobao wondered, "Where do you have a temple? There is only one stove up here!"
"Of course I can't tell you! You're going to destroy the Alchemy Furnace Temple, but it's better if you find the Martial Temple!"
"Sure enough, it was Uncle Ye who caused the trouble..."
Mu Lingbo sighed, then gave each of them a healing elixir, and then they woke up.
"Is this!! In uniform?" Ye Beiling Erzhang monk said, "How long have I been asleep?!"
Mu Xiaobao pouted, "Just admit it, Uncle Ye, Master Bao doesn't need that long at all!"
Ye Beiling looked at the man standing proudly on Qilin's back, and could only shake his head speechlessly. He knew that this man was very strong, but he didn't know that he could be this strong.
It almost makes people wonder if this is an ancient mythical beast?
"However, although this one has been subdued, there are still twelve others over there who are watching us eagerly..." Ye Beiling was still frightened by the fiery red color.
Mu Xiaobao had no choice but to shrug, "I have to ask Uncle Ye about you now. They were all frightened by the power of your sword. They thought you were here to destroy the Martial Arts Temple. Why don't you go give them to me again?"
Use a sword?"
"Are you mistaken? I don't even know what the Martial Arts Temple is!" Ye Beiling jumped back several stone steps, "If I want to die, I can die heroically, but I will never die unjustly! You don't want to
Hand me over in exchange!"
Thousand-year-old raccoon dog curled his lips in disdain and snorted, "What use can these big guys do to you?"
Yuanwu sighed lightly, "I'm afraid these divine beasts don't want you to be so simple. But their leader is now controlled by others, so he should not act rashly for a while."
"Hand over the boss!" Little Qilin was furious, and the light of the transformed flames on his body became brighter.
"Uh..." This milky voice shocked both Yuan Wu and Ye Beiling.
Isn't this really a joke?
Mo Jiuling's voice was distant and powerful, "Where is the thousand-year-old soul?"
The little unicorns are still shouting, "Hand over the boss, otherwise we won't be polite!"
"If you don't tell me, I won't be polite." Mo Jiuling lowered his eyes and looked down at the unicorn at his feet, which was unwilling to be restrained. "Are you willing to die before you reach adulthood?"
"I don't know what you are talking about!!"
Mu Lingbo held her chin and thought, "I don't know, it's definitely impossible. It seems like I'm just pretending. I guess... it must be in the Martial Arts Temple you mentioned, right? You guard the Martial Arts Temple to protect Millennium Cold
Po, huh? Humph, this little trick can’t hide it from us.”
Mo Jiuling smiled sideways, "That's right."
"If you want to break into the Martial Arts Temple, I won't let you in even if I die!"
Mu Lingbo smiled slyly, "The Martial Arts Temple doesn't sound like anything good. If it wasn't for Thousand Years of Chill, I wouldn't even bother to go in. We didn't come all this way to worship the gods."
"The Temple of Martial Arts doesn't have what you are looking for. Leave quickly, but there is a way out for you despicable humans!" Qilin was bullied to death.
However, unless they forcefully break into the Martial Arts Temple, they will definitely not bully the minority.
This human being is so powerful that the others next to him cannot be underestimated. It can't do anything about it, and the others are even less likely to defeat it. Naturally, they cannot be allowed to take risks, so it does not agree with other unicorns to take action.
