Bug Master In Doomsday

"Yin bone! What are you waiting for? Are you waiting for that ancestor's cronies?" The thin man put down the sheepskin scroll in his hand, and glanced at the crowd with some incomprehension.

"You are too extreme. That lord may not sever the rights in our hands. We made the decision so early. Isn't it too arbitrary?!"

"Arbitrary?!" The assassin stood up from his chair immediately, a pair of scarlet eyes staring at the thin man, everyone couldn't see his red eyes, but the cold murderous aura was felt one after another.

"Yin bones! You have been relaxed for these two or three years. It's nothing more than collecting some corpses and making some puppets. What about us?! I was born and died hundreds of times, only in exchange for the current life.

Who knows that **** confidant will take everything from us? Even if there is such a possibility, it must be killed in the cradle.

What's more, even if the Zongmen starts a war, our dark thread that has been in business for several years will not be abandoned. A cronies and a dark thread that permeates every aspect. You are the Patriarch, which one do you choose? "

After hearing a faint sigh, the thin man sighed, his sharp black nails opened his eyebrows, and the blood was taken out and slowly fell down. Once the blood contract was signed, there would be no turning back arrows in the bow! Alas... This is a way of no return!

After everyone has agreed on the content of the contract, this special meeting in the dark room is over...Three days later, the adult who will take over the dark line is coming!

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"Brother Long, I am going to another world this time. It is estimated that it will take a long time to come back..." A young man in his early twenties wearing a luxurious purple robe held a tea cup and frowned at the Cang beside him. Rulong confided his emotions.

He entered the inner sect at the age of three. At that time, because of his high talent and good roots, the Sect Master saw Lie Xinxi and accepted it as a direct disciple, thinking that he was still in the relationship with Cang Rulong as a brother.

But the ancestor left the customs only a few days before he entered the patriarch's eyes! The Patriarch, who had never accepted a disciple in 80 years, accepted the youngest child!

If the current Cang Rulong really came here according to the rules, he would have to respectfully call Master Uncle.

Cang Rulong looked at his frown in the past and worried for him from the bottom of his heart. Tens of thousands of people died in the last war, and the sect suffered heavy losses. It is said that the second war will start soon. , As a sentinel, the striker's small hair is extremely dangerous!

"Let me say, Canghai! Just talk to your ancestor, saying that when you break through, you feel that your foundation is not stable, and you still need to consolidate. Anyway, let's drag on for some time, you've gone early this time. In another world, the danger is great!"

Cang Hai put down the tea cup, and frowned his thick eyebrows tightly, "Who said no, but you don't know who the master is, you always say the same.

He said that my qi and spirit profound arts have reached the sixth level, so I can go to experience and see the world. He said that, I can't find excuses. "

Cang Rulong tapped on the coffee table lightly, thinking about the solution, he asked casually: "Canghai, I heard that Patriarch broke through the other day? His old man has officially reached the top?"

Cang Hai nodded slightly, and said affirmatively: "Indeed! Master, who led thunder into his body, successfully survived the catastrophe with his true energy, and has indeed reached the top now!"