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Chapter 304 Hey, where is the goblin?
The two young righteous disciples were thrown down unexpectedly. After smashing the tea shed and the fruit altar, they supported their waists and stood up tremblingly with the strength of the wreckage.

As soon as he raised his head, thousands of pairs of eyes stared at them like stagnant water.

. . . . . .

Sun Lin helped Sun Xiao, who had fallen even harder. He was no longer a brat, and knew that in such a remote place, he couldn't go head-to-head with local snakes, so he had to lower his posture.

"I don't know why senior is looking for me." Sun Lin said after deliberating.

A handsome boy standing beside him said, "I don't know where the two young heroes come from? What sect are they from?"

Sun Lin breathed a sigh of relief at being so polite. He bowed his head and said, "The younger generation comes from the Wuhua Sect of the Central Plains."

The boy caught a glimpse of the young master in the sedan chair waving his hand, and said with a pleasant smile: "Knock, Mr. Jia is going to the Central Plains to participate in the martial arts conference. I wonder if the two of you can lead the way."

Sun Lin and Sun Xiao's expressions froze. After looking at each other, they still stood up straight, with their hands hanging by their sides. Sun Lin said awkwardly: "The younger generation was ordered by the master to come to investigate, and I ask the senior to give me a few minutes." day."

The outside world doesn't know where the Devil's Cult main altar is located, let alone the villages under the Devil's Cult. These two brats presumably came to check on my sect's traces.

The boy smiled even brighter: "The boy also came to greet you under the order of the young master. Since the two of you are interested in the teacher's school, there is nothing you can do."

Before Sun Lin and Sun Xiao cupped their hands to thank him, the little boy said with a smile: "You two young heroes, you have offended me."

Dozens of figures shot straight up, and subdued two righteous young heroes in the blink of an eye. The two of them knelt on the ground but still looked confused. .

The people of the Demon Cult who inherited his young master's style all pretended to be civilians and dispersed, very realistic, so that people would not think that they were troublemakers who would greet the members of the Demon Cult every day.

On the other hand, righteous people don't know what to do for a while, and they will be half-dead if they go down in a majestic posture.

But there was still one person who raised his fan and stood in front of the dark crowd of demon cult members.

"Senior." The man's clothes fluttered, he was full of immortality, and he was a proper young hero of the righteous way, but he was too pedantic: "It's not like this to ask someone to lead the way, why don't you let go of the two friends and talk about it in detail. fan."

The two young heroes surnamed Sun who were kneeling on the ground immediately had a good impression of this young hero who stood up, and were secretly grateful.

The right guardian indifferently arranged the gauze tent for the young master, while the little boy nodded repeatedly: "It's reasonable, it's reasonable, come and tie up this high-spirited young hero together, and go to the back to have a good chat."

The high-spirited young hero was subdued faster than the other two.

The bystanders all hid their faces, and couldn't bear to look directly at them.

It's too awful.

After leaving the sparsely populated village, there was a five-horse carriage standing quietly not far away, with servants and grooms kneeling on the ground beside them.

The horse is bright in coat color, fat and strong, full of energy, all of which are top grade.

I saw that the person carrying the carriage opened the door curtain of the carriage with the wind of his palm, and with a slight push, he sent the young master in smoothly. The moment the door curtain fell, the white sand around was also pulled away by the servants by the window , leaving a slight sound of friction.

(End of this chapter)