Tan Xue must die, because Su Luo has already received the reward, not to mention... if Tan Xue doesn't die, how can he play her? What Su Luo didn't expect is that this chief instructor Tan Xue actually has a trick.
Rongshu.
However, the art of disguise is the easiest for Su Luo, so she didn't feel nervous at all when playing Tan Xue.
In this cave...
Su Luo had already looked around for a week, and as she expected, all the materials and wealth in Huolong Mountain were hidden here.
When Tanxue came here before, it was also to get supplies.
Su Luo didn't know when she would come next, so she might as well put all these supplies away now to avoid forgetting them later.
So Su Luo waved his hand, and the cave of several hundred square meters became empty in an instant.
After playing herself as Tan Xue, Su Luo successfully returned to the previous mountain wall.
After climbing in, your eyes suddenly opened up.
Inside the broad mountain, Su Luo saw the familiar Zhao Mohan and Guan Chi, as well as Nai Hetian who was practicing against the wall.
Should we kill them all at once? Su Luo thought about it secretly and decided to spare their lives first, at least they would bring her in.
"Come back?" It was Guan Chi who spoke.
Su Luo Xue Tanxue looked cold and nodded lightly.
Guan Chi looked back at Zhao Mohan.
Zhao Mohan didn't look good. He asked Nai Hetian who was standing aside: "Master, what should we do if the masked man comes?"
Nai Hetian's mouth was light, distant and indifferent: "He won't come."
Zhao Mohan was surprised: "Why won't he come? It stands to reason... The Bloody God-Slaying Land is such a place full of opportunities. We know the news and are here. Which strong man will be absent?"
Nai Hetian only said calmly: "Someone will stop him from coming in."
Zhao Mohan smiled happily: "Jiang is still the best, and master is indeed the most powerful!"
Nai Hetian ignored him and only focused on repairing his body.
I don't know if it was his misunderstanding, but he always felt that the wound was extremely itchy and would not heal no matter what. Fortunately, the wound had healed and new flesh had grown back and everything should be fine.
"Master, when will we go in?" Zhao Mohan was a little anxious.
Nai Hetian said coldly: "Wait until your uncles and uncles arrive and go in together. The Bloody God-Slaying Land is extremely dangerous, so you'd better not go in."
"No, Master, the disciple wants to go in!" Zhao Mohan insisted like never before, "Please let the disciple go in!"
Nai Hetian looked cold and indifferent. Seeing Zhao Mohan's insistence, he said nothing more and just continued to close his eyes and rest.
After about a cup of tea, suddenly, there was a rustling sound coming from outside!
Not only did Zhao Mohan stand up, but even Nai Hetian opened his eyes slightly.
"Oh, Senior Brother, why are you injured?!" A chubby man came. He was ridiculously fat and weighed at least two hundred kilograms. He was carrying a rake on his shoulder. People who didn't know it thought that
He is raking the grass.
"Uncle Second Master." Zhao Mohan and the others stood up one after another and saluted the fat man.
The second fat man patted Zhao Mohan on the shoulder, then jumped to Nai Hetian, smiling brightly: "Senior Brother, it's not easy. You actually sent us a request for help. How many years have I, Old Zhu, waited for this time?
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Nai Hetian looked calm and corrected: "Convocation order."
The second fat man said casually: "Aren't you a lone ranger? If I can ask you to issue a summons order, wouldn't that be equivalent to an order for help?"