Infinite Heroes Seat

"Nephew Jiang?"

Jiang Laosan was taken aback, but he was a little confused. He knew how many catties he had. Although he was known as a vampire in the Holy Religion, he was actually not a member of the Three Martial Arts. Eyes, they might know the name of his master vampire elder, but it is impossible to know his name, Jiang Lao San, and what is this righteous kid saying crazy,-Nephew Jiang? When will their sacred teachings be called brothers and brothers with the right way, and this generation is not right? This kid seems to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, even if he wants to be close, he should be called Senior Brother Jiang!

Seeing Jiang Laosan’s doubts, Mo Wen smiled and said calmly: "My name is Mo Wen, but there is another name called-Qin-Wu-Yan!"

"What?! You are Qin Wuyan!"

Jiang Laosan was shocked. Maybe outsiders didn’t know it, but his master was the right arm of the poisonous **** of the poisonous door, but he knew that a few years ago, the poisonous **** took a closed disciple of the heavenly wizard, and there was a rare kind of strange poison. The thing is close to his body, and he is born to be able to control all kinds of poisonous beasts. He was given high hopes by the Lord Poison, and he has been taken by his side and carefully trained. It takes only a few years to teach. Ordinary people can't even see the other side. I heard that Lord Poison God has deliberately let him inherit his own mantle, and he will take charge of Wan Po Sect in the future. Jiang Laosan had only heard his master say so many times, but he had never seen the disciple of Lord Poison God.

Now it seems that this man is not devoted to cultivating in the Venomous Snake Valley like the rumors, but has entered the Qingyunmen as a spy, and he seems to be doing it very successfully, but Jiang Laosan knows that he can be sent to Kongsangshan this time. , Are among the top disciples in the right way.

"What evidence do you have?" However, it is impossible for Jiang Laosan to believe in Mo Wen with a few words. Qin Wuyan's name is unlikely to be known to outsiders, but there is nothing else in the protection of the righteous people. channel.

Mo Wen smiled lightly at this and beckoned to the sky slightly. I saw the sea of ​​bats hovering in the air, suddenly splitting out, surrounded by Mo Wen, those bats that had become fierce and unusual because of Jiang's third secret method. At this moment, he cleverly jumped on Mo Wen's hand, looking very docile.

Old three Jiang's pupils shrank, and then he heard Mo Wen slowly say: "I remember that even in our Ten Thousand Poison Gate, this secret method of driving bats is only known by your blood-sucking elders, except for my rumor. "Wizards" of all kinds of poisons, who else do you think there are?"

Jiang Laosan's expression kept changing, but in the end he bowed and bowed, "I have seen Master Qin, I wonder if Master Shi has any advice here?"

Poison God is the oldest one in the demon cult, and even the tens of thousands of the masters of the ghost king sect have to call seniors when they meet. Mo Wen, as the closed disciple of the Poison God, logically, Old San Jiang should be called Master Uncle. It’s just that the people in the Demon Sect always respect their strength and yell like this. The only sincerity Jiang Old San has in his heart is him. I just found out.

Ignored Jiang Laosan's uncontrollable change face. Mo Wen put his hand in his arms, took out a letter, flicked it with his hand, and fell on Jiang Laosan.

"I have a letter here, please help me forward it to Master Master! It is a matter of my sacred teaching plan, and it must be handed over to Master as soon as possible!"

"Yes! Master Nephew will definitely live up to what Master Uncle entrusted, but I wonder if Master Qin has other orders?"

Jiang Laosan put the letter away close. Then he asked respectfully.

Mo Wen frowned when he saw this, and then he chuckled again, "Nephew Jiang, what can you gain in the past few days? Mixed with the waste of the blood refining hall, you may also want to beat the old black-hearted old man's relics. Pay attention!"

Jiang Laosan hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head and said, "I am ashamed. The geography of the Manta Cave is extremely complicated, and I don't know how many passages are winding and winding. Below are the most mysterious'relentless seas' among the five seas. Shi Nephew explored for a few days, but found nothing."

Don't be uncomfortable. I stretched my waist, but turned around, "That's it, then forget it! I still have something to do, I need to continue to ambush in the Qingyun Gate, and handle your own affairs by yourself!" After that, turn around and fly. go.

But at the moment he turned around, Jiang Laosan behind him suddenly raised his head, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

In the next moment, the dark red small fork and the yellow flying sword made of wild beast fangs were nailed viciously behind Mo Wen's back.

But faster than them, with his back facing Old San Jiang, a black light flew out of Mo Wen's hand.

With two touches, the blue-black light knocked the small fork and the flying sword into flight, and then slammed into the chest on the right side of Old San Jiang.

Snapped!

The red little fork and flying sword were stuck on the ground, and the red light on them dimmed for a while, but it seemed that it hurt their spirituality with a blow.

"--you!"

Jiang Laosan glanced at the black short stick inserted in his chest, pointed at nothing, and there was something to be said, but there was a blood tumbling inside his body, and a huge suction force was uploaded from the short stick.

"——Ahhhhhhhh!"

With the right chest as the center, Jiang Laosan shrivelled at a speed visible to the naked eye. There was not much flesh and blood in the body, and it instantly became like a skeleton.

Frightened and desperate, Jiang Laosan, who has always enjoyed taking the blood of others, can only watch his blood being sucked by others at this time.

"Hey, Senior Nephew Jiang, why do you want to do something to Senior Uncle me?"

I don't know when, Mo Wen has already come to Jiang Laosan's side, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Let me guess, it’s because you have a good relationship with one of my senior brothers and you are unwilling to let the head of the boss go, or do you think that one day, perhaps the blood-sucking elder will also be able to ascend the throne of the suzerain. As his only disciple, you will become the heir to the next generation?"

"——Woohoo!"

Poorly, under the suction of the bloodthirsty bead, Jiang Laosan couldn't even say a word. He could only look at Mo Wen and begged bitterly.

He smiled indifferently, watching the increasingly desperate look in Jiang Laosan's eyes~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Mo Wen shook his head, put his hand on Soul Eater, and then pulled it hard.

"Ha ha--"

After Soul Devouring separated, Old San Jiang suddenly felt as if he had lost all strength, limp on the ground, inhaling heavily, and his whole body curled up.

Standing on the ground, Mo Wenju looked down at Jiang Laosan, his eyes cold, without a trace of smile.

"Senior Nephew Jiang, I don’t care if you are because of my senior brothers or because of your own ambition. You must have a taste of becoming a human being!"

After sucking most of Jiang's blood, the entire Soul Eater was emitting a faint dim light, which was reflected on Mo Wen's face, light and dark, which looked extremely strange.

Reluctantly opened his eyes and raised his head to look up at the figure close at hand, Old San Jiang felt a chill in his heart, as if he had seen the low smile of the Nine Nether Demons.

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