Wild beast war god

At this moment, the eyes of all the elderly and children in the audience widened.

Then, everyone roared in unison: "No, put Master Jinhan Shenque back, put him back immediately."

"You bastard, you evil man, you can't touch our Lord Sparrow."

"Grandma, is this a big bad guy?"

"Old Chun, you are such a rip-off bitch, why don't you snatch Master Shenque back?"

All kinds of voices in the audience rose to the sky, and everyone cried and shouted, if Master Wuji is their living god, then the Golden Cold Bird is their real dead god.

The Golden Cold Bird is the belief of their Spirit Bird clan. It is an existence that no one can touch or trample on.

Lao Chun was also stunned and asked quickly: "Master Secret Salesman, why did you take away our Master Shenque?"

Anpin's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sneered in his heart: The remains of a monster at the peak of the Imperial Martial Stage, and the Golden Cold Bird that was cherished to the extreme. There were even complete meridians left in it. Only a fool would not take it away.

You know, even Thousand Kings Holy Tower doesn’t have this thing.

But on the surface, he replied: "If you don't take it away, how can we create a systematic practice method for you?"

As soon as these words came out, Lao Chun immediately let out a sigh of relief, laughed again and said, "That's it."

Let's just say, how could the dignified Thousand Kings Holy Tower want their Lord Divine Bird? They just took it away temporarily.

The secret salesman nodded, and smiled softly: "Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised you. After our Thousand Kings Holy Tower completes the cultivation method, the body of the Golden Cold Bird will be returned to you. of……"

But I silently added two words in my heart...that's weird.

When Lao Chun heard this, he smiled even more happily, and even more thanked him profusely as he stroked his beard.

The old people around him pointed at Lao Chun tremblingly. An old man who was almost too old to move shouted with all his strength: "Lao Chun, you are simply sick. You actually believe the words of these beasts."

As soon as he finished speaking... Bang!

A man in black who was guarding the old, weak, women and children in Zhongling Que rushed over in a flash, and then slapped the old man on the face, sending him flying away and saying: "You are looking for death, you dare to scold We are beasts.”

Seeing this, the old men roared again and again: "Lao Wen..."

"Grandpa Lao Wen..."

Each of the children also screamed, and one of the older boys shouted loudly: "You bunch of beasts, Grandpa Lao Wen is so sick, and you still beat him."

Snapped!

As soon as the older boy finished speaking, he was still greeted with a heavy slap in the face.

It was the man in black who had just whipped Lao Wen away. He sneered and said, "Little guy, we in Thousand Kings Holy Tower are not allowed to scold you."

At this time, the screams all around became even more fierce...

Lao Chun was also in a daze. He subconsciously looked at the secret salesman and said, "Master secret salesman, is this not good for you?"

The secret salesman shrugged, a smile on his face.

"Of course we, the people of Thousand Kings Holy Tower, cannot scold you. If you do, you will be punished."

"But don't worry, we won't kill anyone for the time being. If Qi Wuji holds your life lamp in his hand and discovers that everyone in the secret realm has died one by one, then our plan will fail."

"So, someone, come and give that old guy some breathing space."

When the last words of the secret salesman fell, a man in black hurriedly stepped forward to hang up Lao Wen.

Lao Chun was stunned again and asked: "I won't kill people for the time being, then..."

"Haha, I made a mistake."

The secret salesman laughed again when he heard this: "It's not temporary, it's not temporary..."

He casually said that it didn't matter that Lao Chun didn't believe him. Keeping Lao Chun was just for fun. Maybe he would be of value later, such as letting him introduce Qi Wuji into the secret realm.

Or bring in the powerful men from the Spirit Bird Secret Realm...

The next moment, the secret salesman suddenly said: "Shut up these garbage savages, I'm tired of listening."

As soon as this order was issued, the men in black in the small square stepped aside and slapped those who were yelling...

At this moment, screams suddenly sounded: "Stop it!"

As soon as this sound came out, Lao Chun suddenly raised his head and shouted in disbelief: "Xiaojia!"

The next moment, Lao Chun saw Xiao Jia and a masked man being escorted to the small square by two men in black. At this moment, Xiao Jia's eyes were red and tears were gushing.

As for the masked people, they all wore masks, so naturally they didn’t know who they were.

The reason why the two men in black did not take off Sikong Jing's mask was naturally because they had to wait for the secret agent boss to deal with it himself.

At the same time, each child covered his face blankly and shouted: "Sister Xiaojia..."

The secret agent naturally squinted his eyes and looked at Xiaojia, and said with a chuckle: "So you are Xiaojia, Qi Wuji's favorite spirit bird genius girl. Aren't you giving orders outside? Why did you suddenly enter the secret realm?"

Regarding the arrival of Xiaojia and the masked man Sikong Jing, there was no surprise at all in the secret sales.

He had long discovered that the Spirit Bird Secret Realm had just been opened, and since no fierce battle broke out, it proved that there could not be a large group coming in, so his expression was very calm.

I was just a little puzzled by Xiaojia's sudden entry.

However, Xiaojia ignored him and stared at Lao Chun.

"Grandpa Lao Chun, why did you do this? The last time you harmed Brother Sikong, Grandpa Wuji just locked you in the woodshed, but now you make the same mistake again and again."

What Xiaojia cannot accept now is not the attack on the Thousand Kings Holy Tower, but the fact that one of his own people brings the enemy in to attack and kill.

However, these words immediately angered Lao Chun...

"What's wrong with me? Why can Qi Wuji lock me up?"

Lao Chun roared furiously, his face ferocious.

Then, he started to yell at Wuji Master in all kinds of crazy ways, making all kinds of crazy belittling and accusations. At this point, he had nothing to worry about anymore and just vented out all his grievances like crazy.

Every sentence made Xiaojia's face turn red with anger.

Just when he was about to refute, Sikong Jing stopped him and said, "No need to say more, he is hopeless."

No one paid attention to Sikong Jing's words for the moment, because Lao Chun suddenly changed his tone.

"Xiaojia, Grandpa Lao Chun is doing this for our Lingque clan."

"Look, now that Mr. Secret Salesman has taken away Mr. Jinhan Shenque, Thousand Kings Holy Tower will soon create tailor-made techniques for us, so that our Lingque clan can truly rise."

When he finished speaking, Lao Chun looked like he was proud of his ancestors.

When the sound fell, Xiao Jiacai suddenly noticed that the golden cold bird in the center of the small square was missing, and his body shook with a crash.

"Master Shenque has been taken away, giggle..."

Xiaojia's teeth trembled crazily. She was frightened and angry, and she burst into tears and was speechless.

Seeing this, Sikong Jing gently comforted him: "Don't worry, it was just put into that person's storage space."

After the voice fell, Xiaojia stopped trembling all over again and looked straight at the secret pin.

The secret agent suddenly frowned and looked at Sikong Jing in surprise.