Flower Master in the City Chapter 2192: My fist is proof
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Kamojing is actually a lake, but its shape is narrow and round, and it is not bottomless, so it is called a well.
It is said that the ancestor of the Ji clan hunted and killed a great demon here, so it is also known as a demon hunter.
At this time, three thin old men in red robes stood by the lake, maintaining a position similar to an equilateral triangle. Everyone bowed slightly, printed on their hands, kneeled on one knee, and had eyes. Looking at the calm lake without blinking.
"The time is coming, why hasn't the Nine Young Masters come out yet!" one of the clean-faced elders said without worry, "Will something happen?"
The red-bearded old man on the right hand side replied in a deep voice: "No, it's printed on it. If the heart is still hot, nothing will happen."
"However, it's almost reaching the limit." The old man with broken eyebrows on the right hand side of the old man with red beard replied, "If there is more time for the incense, even if the nine sons can hold on, we can't hold on."
As we spoke, a series of bubbles suddenly appeared on the surface of the lake.
In a short while, the bubbles are getting bigger and bigger.
"Ha!" A figure burst out of the lake like a dragon. After tens of feet in the air, it swung away from the waves on his body and fell back to the ground, but it was a handsome young man.
"Nine Young Masters!" The three elders immediately took their handprints and cried respectfully.
The young man didn't respond, but just took the aura and steamed all the water on his body, then took out a set of clean new clothes from the storage bag placed by the lake.
At this time, he moved his eyes to look at the three old men, and said lightly: "Get up all."
The three old men looked at each other and slowly got up. After a few seconds of silence, the needless old man couldn't help but ask: "Nine Young Master, I wonder if you have reached the bottom of the Demon Hunting Well?" /
"No." The young man shook his head quite unhappily, "This well is not bottomed, it is like an ice cave under a hundred meters, and it is like a **** under a thousand meters, when it dives to nine thousand nine hundred meters. , It’s already the limit. If I go further, I’m afraid my soul will be annihilated."
When the three old men heard this, they couldn't help showing disappointment.
"It's only a hundred feet away." The red beard old man sighed with regret.
The old man with broken eyebrows was a little hesitant, and after a while he said, "Since the difference is only a hundred feet away, can the Nine Young Master see a little bit of the bottom scene?"
"I can't see it." The young son said impatiently: "When you go down to Qianzhang, the spiritual eye is basically useless. At five thousand Zhang, even the spiritual sense can't come out of the shell."
"How is that good?" The old man with a red beard frowned, "If you don't take out the thing at the bottom of the well, how can I resurrect the Lord?"
The old man with broken eyebrows shook his head and said: "I can only say that the chance is not here."
"How could it not be here." The needless old man became a little dissatisfied, and shouted: "Now the sacred fire on Xianyun Continent is everywhere, and the two guardians on the left and right have appeared, and the four ambassadors are also the second. When teaching revival, you must never give up."
"I don't care whether you have a holy religion or a holy religion, anyway, this son will not go anymore." The young son said with an unhappy expression: "I want to go to you, or you can find someone else."
"Nine Young Masters, what you said is a bit out of date." The old man's eyes sank, and he said coldly: "Don't forget, we made you, and we pushed you to the soul stage as a condition. You must be the saint child of the Fallen Angel."
"Yes." The old man with broken eyebrows also suddenly became stern, "If you want to go back, we will take back everything you got at any time, including your life!"
The young man obviously had his patience with these three elders to the limit, he simply put his hands on the pick, and spread his hands: "Ok, you take it back for cultivation, and you order you to take it back. Anyway, you didn’t treat me as a son. Look, I just use me as a tool. In order to get things from the bottom of the well, I don’t think about my son’s feelings at all."
"Okay, don't complain, everyone should put down the fire." The old man with red beard persuaded softly, "Ninth son, don't be so depressed. Just take out the things at the bottom of the well and wait until the fire is resurrected. So, you can naturally regain your freedom, and we will not pester you anymore, and will give you a batch of treasures, enough for you to rule the roost."
"Don't cross the river and tear down the bridge, thank God." The young boy naturally wouldn't believe in such empty words, but his life was controlled by others, and he had to submit.
The red-bearded old man said very sincerely: "Don't worry, we have sworn a poisonous oath to our ancestors. If we break the oath, we will die."
There is no need for the elder to add: "When we entered the church, we had already paid our hearts and souls to the sacred fire of our ancestors, so we would never break our oath."
"You are a surrendered boy. Even if the falling fire envoy is resurrected, you will get Yu Ze and become a candidate for my next envoy." The old man with broken eyebrows persuaded, "When the time comes, you will be true." You are now a young master, we old things still look to you."
"I hope." The young son was not so persuasive, but his rebellious mood was not so strong anymore. "Forget it today, wait for me to rest for a few days and try again."
There is no need for the old man to say with some worry: "It is better to do it as soon as possible, so as not to have more dreams at night."
The old man with broken eyebrows obviously feels that it is not appropriate to delay: "Yes, if the people on the mysterious fairy gate are aware of it, then all previous efforts will be abandoned."
"There are three Chiqiong fruits here, which can restore your spiritual power and the loss of blood." The red-bearded old man took out a red transparent fruit from his arms and handed it to the young son. Too much, we must hurry up, I can’t afford to delay it."
At this time, a short-footed skeleton ran from a distance and rushed forward and said: "Report. The ghost king brought the third princess and two strange women came here."
"What is he doing here?" The old man with broken eyebrows was puzzled and muttered to himself.
There is no need for the old man to make some unknown guesses: "Isn't it because you want to take back the Demon Well?"
"The Demon Well is what we teach of Wanhuo. This Ten thousand ghost cave was lent to them by my teaching ten thousand years ago." The old man with red beard opened his eyes angrily and glared from a distance. The one-horned ghost king and others.
"Don't make any noise, I will deal with him." The young man took the lead in calming down, and said flatly: "What he says is my uncle. As long as things are not revealed, he will not do anything to me. ."
While talking, the one-horned ghost king and the three princesses, as well as Liu Meng, Liu Yunman and others have come to the front of the Demon Well.
"Uncle, third cousin, why are you free to come over?" The young son tidyed up his clothes a little, and greeted him with a smile, "Let some little ghosts be notified in advance, so I can prepare some good drinks. Good dishes are waiting."
The one-horned ghost king still maintained the dignity of the ghost king in front of this young son, and said in a squeaky tone: "Uh, there is no need for wine and food. Come to find you because there are some things that need to be confirmed with you."
"I don't know what's the matter?" The voice of the young man glanced at Liu Meng and Liu Yunman. "I wonder who these two fairies are?"
Liu Meng was too lazy to talk nonsense. He didn't like to make a roundabout, and asked straightforwardly: "Are you the one who plays with fire or plays with water?"
"It is Wanyuan Starfire Sect, or Wanhuo Sect for short." Liu Yunman reminded quietly from the side.
"Leave him alone." Liu Meng waved his hand indifferently, pointing to the young man in front of him, "You better don't lie, I've learned a lot of eyes from my husband, and I can see through the truth and lies at a glance. "
"Truth and falsehood should be heard, right? What does it have to do with seeing?" The young man smiled faintly and pretended to say calmly: "What's more, before questioning, should the two fairies Submit your identity as a courtesy?"
"Answer whatever you ask, don't think about changing the subject." Liu Meng was a little upset. Apart from Xia Xia and the group of sisters, she was most annoyed by others to correct her various grammatical errors.
Liu Yunman answered the young son's question: "We came from the ethereal immortal gate. There was an order issued by Empress Ji. We came to Wangui Cave specifically to investigate the traces of the Wanhuo cult."
Sure enough, it was from the ethereal immortal gate, I thought of coming so quickly!
The young man and the three old men looked at each other, and each saw the panic and suspicion in each other's heart.
"The two fairies are afraid that they have come to the wrong place. We have nothing to do with Wanhuo." The young boy said with a kind smile on his face, "Of course, if there is a clue, we I will definitely reply in time."
Liu Meng shook his head: "No, you are lying."
"Oh, how can you see it?" The young man was startled, but his face didn't show the slightest sign, he was still quite indifferent.
Liu Meng said impatiently: "If I see you, I know you are definitely not good people, and you must have done nothing good."
At this time, the old man with red beard couldn't help but say: "Although we are ghosts, we are not outside the evil spirits. Even if the two fairies belong to the ethereal immortal gate, we can't be slandered for no reason."
"Is there any slander? Try it out." Liu Meng smiled, squeezed his fist and hit the old man with red beard.
With this punch, there was almost no warning. The red beard old man was startled in a cold sweat. He was too late to retreat. He was hit by the fist wind, flew dozens of steps backwards, and fell to the side of the Demon Well!
The other two old men were furious, and Qi Qi stopped Liu Meng and shouted: "It is unreasonable, there is no evidence, and they hit people. Are the people of the ethereal immortal door so rude and rude? "
"Evidence, what kind of evidence, my fist is the evidence." Liu Meng was here to find a fight, and other things were not in her mind at all. Seeing these two people dared to stop her, her interest suddenly increased. .
After a while, the three elders were a little overwhelmed.
"Uncle, what do you mean?" The young son couldn't help feeling a little anxious, and asked the one-horned ghost king: "If you have any opinions on me, why do you let outsiders do something to the three elders of our clan? ?"