Doomsday Sanctuary

Yunkudong City Lord's Mansion.

Pres sat on the main seat, looking at the deacon of the temple Yunkudong, Ma Xiu, who was sitting at the bottom of the temple with a faint expression:

"Deacon Matthew has something to say!"

Matthew has a slightly rich figure after his fifty-year-old, with a gentle smile on his face all the time, giving a feeling of spring breeze. He leaned slightly when he heard that he said:

"City Lord Pres, Ma Xiu wants to ask, is the sky of Illusion Mist about to change?"

When he heard the words, his face suddenly sank, and he looked at Matthew, and the invisible pressure pressed on Matthew. Matthew's body became stiff, but he still looked at Pres calmly.

After a few breaths, Pres said solemnly:

"The sky of the magic mist will not change anytime, and this is not what you should care about!"

Matthew felt the pressure weaken, took a sigh of relief, looked at Press and smiled:

"The city lord doesn't need to hide it from me. I think many people have seen everything that happened on the flying boat. Now the news is probably flying all over the sky. The sword sharpening order has reached Di Ping's hands, and Huan Wuze has already converted to Di!"

Snapped!

Press placed the tea cup on the table heavily, looking at Matthew with cold eyes and said:

"So what? It's a matter for our Magic Mist's family. Swordsman wants to give Illusory Mist to whomever, don't you want to control the temple too, don't you think it's too broad?"

Matthew was not angry either, and smiled:

"City Lord, I misunderstood, but Matthew feels a bit unreasonable! It's just a complaint for the city lord!"

Matthew didn't wait for Press to speak, and preemptively said:

"Pu City Lord, I think Illusory Mist should not belong to a certain person, but the owner of the three cities of Illusive Mist. Today in Illusive Mist is the foundation laid by the people of the city owner. It can be said that without the city owner and others, there will be no There is no magic mist in the Three Cities of Illusory Mist, but now, it is easily handed over to an outsider. I really think it's not worth it!"

Pres' eyes flashed when he heard the words, then he said in a deep voice:

"Shut up, Illusory Wuze belongs to the old man. His old man said that anyone can pick him up. How can you bother, what do you want to say, if there is nothing to say, just leave me immediately!"

When Ma Xiu heard this, not only did he not stand up, but his expression was relaxed, and he smiled slightly:

"City Lord Pu is right. Illusory Mist is the swordsman, but now Illusory Mist has changed his surname to Di. Behind him is the Heavenly Sword Sect. There is a lot of talent and strength. Do you think you, the city masters, are still sitting firmly? Even if you sit firmly, is the city lord really willing to be driven by a kid?"

Pres' eyes sank when he heard the words, he was not driving Matthew, but thoughtful.

Matthew didn't change his expression, but his heart was surging, and he finally moved, but he didn't continue to say, smart people don't say everything thoroughly, it's boring if it is thoroughly, let Pres ferment everything by himself.

After a while, Pres' eyes fell on Matthew's face and slowly said:

"Matthew, you said these are your temples and you want to participate, right?"

When Ma Xiu heard the words, he stagnated, and then his expression returned to normal. He smiled slightly and said:

"City Lord Pres, it's good to participate in one hand or not, but I think the impact on the temple is definitely not greater than City Lord General!"

Press sneered:

"Do you still not give up your sanctuary now? Think that you can occupy Ji Wuze in this way?"

After hearing this, Ma Xiu hurriedly said:

"Pu City Lord, people sometimes have to prepare a way for themselves. I think why Jianshou handed over the sharpening of the sword to make you very clear! Jianshou hasn't had a long time, he died, you..."

boom!

Like being hit by a maddening gas car, Ma Xiu flew directly over ten meters away and hit a pillar heavily. Suddenly the whole hall trembled, and Ma Xiu spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face turned instantly. Pale, his eyes looked at the sudden outbreak of Pres in horror.

I saw Pres' face looking cold, looking at Matthew with cold eyes, and sternly shouted:

"If you dare to speak disrespectfully to Jianshou, even if you are the deacon of the temple, the deity will dare to kill you!"

Matthew hurriedly said:

"City Lord Pres has misunderstood, I never have any disrespect for Jianshou, I just tell the truth!"

Press said coldly:

"What's the matter!"

Matthew said:

"Pu City Lord, I didn't lie to you, there has been news from the temple, and the old man will definitely not be able to hold it for two years!"

Press's face suddenly changed, and his eyes flickered. After a moment of breath, he looked at Matthew with cold eyes, and said:

"You know the price of deceiving me!"

When Ma Xiu heard the words, he felt relieved, and he didn't care about hurting, and hurriedly said:

"City Lord, the news is absolutely reliable. Last time in the ruthless prison, Lingxiaozong's move was a temptation. It was to lead the swordsman to take a shot and explore his situation!"

Pres' eyes were serious, and the old man was really out of oil and the lamp was gone. After a while, Pres calmed down and looked at Ma Xiu and said coldly:

"That is true now, what do your temple want to do now, wait two more years, no one will stop you from entering the illusion mist. At that time, the illusion mist was not ready!"

Matthew shook his head and said:

"Pu City Lord, I'm just a small person, it's okay to spread the word, I really don't know the specifics!"

Press suddenly said with a sharp eyes:

"You don't know what to talk to me? Are you playing around with the deity?"

Matthew hurriedly said:

"Pu City Lord misunderstood, I dared to play with the City Lord, the Temple asked me to touch the City Lord, just to see the City Lord's attitude, if the City Lord has ideas, I think someone in the Temple will come to talk to the City Lord!

Press's face was deep, and he suddenly said for a while:

"You also sent someone to talk about the other two cities?"

After hearing the words, Ma Xiu was taken aback, then shook his head and said:

"This is not what I can know!"

Pres' eyes flickered, as if thinking, for a while, he suddenly said:

"You go!"

"what!"

Hearing this, Matthew was stunned. He didn't say anything. He didn't complete his mission. How could he go, but Pres had already served tea, and Matthew had to leave respectfully.

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