Galactic Dark Net Chapter 421: Master like a cloud

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The Ravens stop at the golden city walls. Compared to the prominent fleets of the five major groups, the Ravens are lonely and lonely.

When the landing module was opened and Han Lang came down, it was tens of thousands of strange eyes to meet him.

Although the people of the five major groups are each other's enemy, they have fought more often, and they also know each other.

Only Han Lang is a stranger, so people from the five major groups are curious who Han Lang is?

"You are the representative of the Golden Family?" asked a proud white-faced and thin man with a black birthmark on his brows.

Han Lang knows that the person who speaks is either from Wan Mo or nightmare, because the two of the five major groups belong to the dark line, and the other three belong to the red lineage like Han Lang.

Besides the warrior behind this man, in addition to human-like intelligent life, there are many fangs with cracked mouths, humanoid monsters like demons.

These monsters are the masterpieces of the two major groups of the Dark Department. They like to combine humans and beasts into monsters by making the gene Fusion Beast, and they also call this monster a half-orc.

It is said that the warriors of the two major groups, Wan Mo and Nightmare, need to constantly improve themselves for survival. If they are found to have exhausted their potential, the soldier will be subjected to vicious surgery and turned into a group's puppet. Without knowing the hurt and death, completely forget the emotional fighting tools.

In order to improve the strength of one's side, the five major groups can be said to do everything.

According to 9527, the five major groups have nothing good, except that Wan Mo and nightmares are bad. The other three big groups are bad. In the back, there are many unspeakable black deals. .

Han Lang smiled slightly and said to the guy with a birthmark on his face: "Misunderstanding. My name is Han Lang. Wandering waves are not representative of the Golden Family."

"You are Han Lang!?"

"You are Han Lang!?"

Two people were surprised at the same time, one was a young man with a birthmark on his face, and the other was an old man.

The old man is not tall, but he is sloppy, with short silver hair trimmed and meticulous, wearing a white battle armor.

Han Lang smiled, "Why, two people recognize me?"

The young man said, "I don't know, but I've heard that my name is Luo Jinglin and I'm Luo Ying's cousin."

The old man snorted coldly, "Old man, dew and autumn forest."

Han Lang for a while, it turns out that this is the dewy autumn forest? The grandpa of Jian Jia, known as the white robe Almighty God!

Han Lang has heard that among the many veterans of the Gods Group, Dew Qiulin is the only one who has no job, because the **** of the gods, Yakai, trusts him too much, and he hopes to solve everything, so he It has become the group's golden oil. Where it is uncertain, the dew and autumn forest will definitely work. This is the consensus of the entire gods group.

This shows that the strength and status of Dew Qiulin is by no means a legend.

Han Lang solemnly rushed into the dew Qiulin, arching the archway: "I've seen my predecessors."

As for Luo Jinglin, Han Lang didn't say anything, the reason was simple, and he was unfamiliar with him.

Jian Jia is a brother who lives and die with him. At least until Jian Jia reveals that he is actually his daughter's house, Han Lang really treats him as a good brother, so Han Lang has great respect for Dew Qiulin.

Lu Shui Qiulin nodded gently, "Sure enough, Capri once told me about you, exactly like he described."

Han Lang humbly said: "The seniors have passed the prize. The hurries that they had left at the time did not come and bid farewell to Jian Jia. I wonder if she is okay now?"

Liu Shui Qiulin laughed: "Why can our Lu Shui family be bad? Rest assured, Jian Jia has already held important positions in the group. After some experience, her mentality is much better, and she will definitely be in the future. Occupy a prominent position in the group, as my successor, Jian Jia is qualified. "

Lu Shui Qiulin spared no effort to praise Jian Jia, the meaning is actually very simple, let Han Lang die that heart, now Jian Jia is going well, and Han Lang has long been forgotten.

Han Lang doesn't think so, and smiles and says, "It's good if she can be happy."

"Do you really think so?" Lu Shui Qiulin frowned.

"Of course, I played with her friends, naturally happy for her." Han Lang sincerely.

Lu Shui Qiulin said: "You are the enemy of the group, maybe Jian Jia will come to kill you in the future, so what about you?"

Han Lang doesn't take it for granted: "One yard to one yard, in the public, we are enemies, but this does not mean that we are not friends in private. Unless she has forgotten my friend, I will recognize whenever I am She is a friend. "

Lu Shui Qiulin asked again, "What if Jian Jia still wants to kill you?"

Han Lang said frankly: "That's her choice. Han Lang should try his best to survive, but he can't die in a friend's hands. It's also a pleasure."

Lu Shui Qiulin did not give up, and then asked, "What if Jian Jia will be in your hands?"

Han Lang shrugged and said, "I don't have the habit of killing friends. I don't have it now, and I won't have it in the future."

When Han Lang said this, he didn't notice that one of the soldiers brought by Dew Qiulin, he lowered his head, but his body slightly moved as if he had been shocked.

Lu Shui Qiulin laughed loudly, Shen said: "Anyway, you are so young, but you are decent, this old man likes it."

"But you still die this heart, you will die sooner or later in front of the group's wanted order, undying will be in the hands of Jian Jia, and will also be in the hands of others."

"Waiting." Han Lang said briefly and forcefully.

Han Lang only talked to Dew Qiulin, but did not notice Luo Jinglin's eyes were obviously not so friendly, and the guy's mouth was wide, as if swallowing a dead mouse.

According to Luo Jinglin's knowledge, cousin Luo Ying seems to have some confusion with Han Lang, but he never imagined that the granddaughter of Qiu Lin, the white-robed all-powerful god, is also ambiguous with Han Lang!

If Luo Jinglin hadn't heard the conversation just now, he wouldn't believe it.

Who is Dew Qiulin?

That is the Elite-level **** of the gods group! Although in terms of combat effectiveness, he is not much worse than Lushui Qiulin, after all, Luo Jinglin is not like Lushui Qiulin. After all, he is the veteran who created the foundation of the Gods Group. His dialogue with Han Lang is clearly saying that Han Lang and Jian Jia The relationship is pretty good.

Why?

Luo Jinglin looked at his unsophisticated Han Lang, and looked at Yushu Linfeng himself. He felt that Han Lang was far worse than himself, obviously a gap between Gao Shuaifu and Dwarf Poor.

The two daughters of Luo Shuihan are beautiful and beautiful, but Luo Shuihan is really hot. No one dares to think about the good things of Luo Ying and Luo Jin. But in fact, inside the Wanmo Group, I like the two ladies. There are enough people to send 800 miles, Luo Jinglin is one of them.

Luo Jinglin is different from others. He has talent. In addition to Luo Shuihan, the Luo family has the highest talent. According to the truth, he is very likely to get Luo Jin and Luo Ying sisters. One of them.

Now that Luo Jin is dead, Luo Jinglin doesn't say anything, because Luo Jin is fancy Lu Yao. If Lu Yao does not betray, with his strength, the lowest level in the future will be a dewy autumn forest level. Characters.

Luo Ying, regardless of the reason Luo Luoying is mixed with Han Lang, Luo Jinglin doesn't like it, I don't like it very much! So from the beginning, he saw that Han Lang was not pleasing to the eyes, and he hated him in his heart.

Han Lang saw that there were three other people around. Apparently Yu Xuanang was different. He must be the top figures of the five major groups, so Shi Li asked: "Have you asked about the names of the three seniors?"

The other three people also heard the conversation between Han Lang and Lu Shui Qiu Lin. Even if they are not rare Han Lang, they always have to sell Lu Shui Qiulin a face.

So they introduced themselves separately from the dark north of the Nightmare Group, the time of the day from the Tianci Group, and the Bu Si of the Holy Spirit Group.

They are not under the dew of Qiu Lin on the strength. On the status, they are only a little lower than the white robe Almighty God of Dew Qiu Lin. They are all in the group and they say nothing.

Luo Jinglin has the lowest status in the group. Although he is Luo Shuihan's nephew, he is not a veteran. He really needs to be ranked according to his status. He should be around ten, while the other four are among the top five in the group. , Even the first three Elite-level great gods.

These super-characters are led by Dew Qiulin, and after knowing them, Han Lang intends to find a corner to squat. After all, he is here to investigate, not to show publicity.

Suddenly, Luo Jinglin sneered and said, "We are here on behalf of the five major groups. What qualifications do you have to stand here? On this site, what kind of onion do you count? Why are they tied with us?"

This is quite rude. Han Lang squinted and glanced at Luo Jinglin. He probably guessed that this guy didn't like himself, but Han Lang still thought wrong. Luo Jinglin was not disliked, but rather Hate himself, otherwise why would he embarrass himself at this point?

At this time, I heard a voice from a distance.

"Han Lang is also my guest. He came here on behalf of the Wolf Fang organization, and the Wolf Fang organization is the actual controller of the cursed land now."

Looking at the sound, a group of people in capes came in the distance. They all covered their faces with capes, like a group of monks.

Only the black man with his head showing his head, Han Lang frowned slightly. He knew this person. He had shot him with flying feather at the beginning, but he failed to kill him.

"Shit Wolf Fang!" Luo Jinglin waved her hand and said, "Isn't it just a group of mourning dogs who escaped from the gods? Who are you?"

"I represent the golden family, Yuandu!" Yuandu raised his chest and said in a deep voice, "I can invite you to be a guest, and if I don't like it, I can let you go!"

Luo Jinglin gritted his teeth, so arrogant Yuandu!

The gold family has a good reputation. Before the five major groups, they already dominated here. He thought about it, but he didn't open his mouth to refute, but his face was ugly.

At this time, Han Lang sneered and said, "Did the arrow I shot you hurt last time? If I knew you were from the Golden Family, I would shoot more accurately."

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Lou Shui Qiulin looked at Han Lang in surprise. He actually shot Yuan Yuan's one arrow? When did this happen?

Time is up, Bu Si and they are also surprised. After all, they are the golden family. The five major groups received invitations and sent out the strongest lineup. This shows how much they value the golden family. If they are afraid, there are some.

And the Han Lang newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. He actually played against the golden family and shot him an arrow? Everyone knows this, so naturally look at Han Lang.

Yuan Duo slaps his lips. Han Lang and he really are the opposite. The momentum of his appearance is weakened a lot because of the word Han Lang. Now everyone knows that the people of the golden family will also be injured. Not so scary in everyone's heart.

Thanks to Han Lang's cleverness, he is afraid to say so intentionally.

Yuan Du had no choice but to pretend that he didn't hear anything. He strode to the golden city wall with his palm sticking up, the golden light burst, and the city wall even opened a door.

"Everyone, please!" Yuan Du waved his hand.

Although no one knows what's inside the golden city walls, no one wants to make themselves seem afraid of the golden family, so everyone enters with Yuan Duo. Luo Jinglin is the first. He especially doesn't want to be robbed by Han Lang Got the limelight.

"Master, they have all entered the golden tower!" Time was short, and Yuan Du's ears rang the voice of his men.

The corner of Yuan Du's mouth slightly raised an indescribable arc.

This time, he is not using a conspiracy, but a conspiracy! (~ ^ ~)