The old man who used the dry tobacco pot as a practice tool, when he saw Hei Xiaose, they controlled his apprentices, and Hei Xiaose threatened his life with the three people who died in the house, the old man concluded These are the masters who really dared to kill people, so they gave up resistance and said in a deep voice: "Don't do it, we have something to discuss. If you kill people at the foot of Xuanmenzong Mountain, it will be difficult for you to retreat."
Seeing that the old man took away the magic weapon, Li Zejian pinched a magic trick, and gathered the divine sword soul chasing back.
"Old man, you finally know that you have something to discuss. It's you who came up to do it without saying a word." Hei Xiaose said angrily.
"Master, after listening to them, they will kill Zhenjiang Sanxiong, and they will definitely not spare Master. You should run quickly and leave us alone." The man who was trampled by the black color said with difficulty.
Chapter end
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