Bug Master In Doomsday

"Okay~! Cangfu, since you have a kind of doing this, don’t blame me for not reminding you in the future! You will regret it. I will put this sentence here!" Mohu pushed the chair and glanced around. He said coldly: "Everyone welcomes us, what are we doing here? Let's go!"

Mohu's thin and black fingers clenched slightly like a steel eagle's claws, and led a group of men, looking as if they had left dingy...Cangfu, standing straight in the middle of the hall, looked at the back of Mohu's departure, rich. The ruddy face showed a trace of anger, and the corners of his mouth curled, even more disdain.

What kind of thing is he Mohu! ? It is nothing more than a dog under the Patriarch's hand, a good obedient dog. What qualifications does he have to talk to us all the elders who have worked hard for the school for many years? In the end, a dog is a dog.

"Everyone is gone," Cang Fu turned around and waved his hand kindly to the elders and inner disciples, before turning to the younger brother beside him, and said, "Cangji! You are willing to do this with you. The heroes of the poster hate go to different time and space channels...remember not to hurt our heroes because of the words of the real Mohu."

Cangfu’s words and deeds at this time matched his majestic and amiable appearance, but the hearts of the many elder disciples in the hall hanging from their throats were put back on their stomachs. Seeing Elder Cangfu’s appearance, the words of Real Mohu don’t need to be too much. Take it to heart.

.......

In the deepest part of the Canglang Island mountain range, in a forbidden area filled with cliffs and rugged rocks, the indignant real Mohu was kneeling on the ground at this time. His forehead was black and green. The eyes on the forehead seemed to have wiped off a layer of eyelids because of the collision.

His thin body curled up slightly, like a domestic dog squatting by the eaves when it rains. Drops of salty sweat fell on his cheeks along his temples, and a drop of sweat fell on the tip of his nose. The beads are lingering and look particularly funny, like a clown making people laugh.

Finally, after an unknown period of time, Mohu whose knees had been worn out came a slightly old and deep voice: "Have the team that hated my disciples ever been sent out?"

Hearing the sound, his whole body tightened suddenly. He shuddered and opened his mouth in a hurry to explain: "Master... the school has already sent a team, but that Cangfu doesn't know what is good or bad, and he has just found a few from outside the school. A cannon fodder with a strength status was granted to the elder, and the disciple status was sent to that different time and space channel...

The minion murmured a few words coldly, but who knew that Cangfu didn't put the minion in his eyes at all! ! "

"En? When is it Cangfu's turn for the Canglang Gate? Where is Cang Qing?" There was a hint of unhappy in his deep voice, and his tone seemed to become colder.

"Returning to the master, the slave only learned after returning to the martial arts that the sect master Cang Qing went to the southern desert island to retreat because of a disagreement with the elders, and even the sect master token was directly thrown on the ground..."

After Mohu finished speaking, after a long time, the deep and mysterious voice never appeared again. Mohu knelt on the wet black rock face of this man, his heart beating extremely fast, and I don’t know how long it took. Dao's voice came again, "I see... It seems that I have been closed for a long time, and even my own school has changed into a new atmosphere..."

"Go and talk to them, three days later, I will leave Penglai!"