Chapter 394 (2/2)
Of course, it's Qin Huan. He doesn't use other secret methods of superposing combat power. As expected, it's a great harvest after the great danger. Let's leave everything behind, but this Wuxing mountain is worth all the experience before.
”Thank you very much, sir.” Although it was only a puppet shadow, Qin Huan was still bowing to salute.
It's a pity that the puppet's virtual shadow is a dead thing after all. The smile doesn't change at all. Just nodding his head, he continued: ”you can only get these rewards for killing the leader of the underworld, so next, calculate the completion of your underworld guard test.”
The old man in black paused a little and said with a smile, ”five hundred and one, including a great leader of the underworld. According to the regulations, you have passed the test and can obtain the qualification of inner disciples. Wait a moment.” He bowed down and said, ”the guardian and test officer of the underworld under him decided to give it to the disciples of the Qin family. Please make a decision.”
Seeing this scene, Qin Huan's face became strange. When he had not put out his hand before, this kind of request had already appeared, and he would not get a response in case of any accident.
According to the so-called default rules, the qualification of this inner disciple should be determined.
In front of him, the harvest of Wangu Hunyuan fruit and Wuxing mountain made Qin Huan look forward to the qualification of inner disciples.
But the script seems different from what he thought
There was no response for a long time. The old man with black hair waited for a moment, and his face was embarrassed. He continued, ”are you dissatisfied with this decision? Five hundred and one underworld guards can only meet the recruitment requirements of inner disciples. ”
Still silent.
The old man with black hair sighed, and his voice was full of helplessness. ”Well, it seems that the younger generation who participated in the test is the younger generation of a great man. Since his subordinates granted him the identity of true disciple, please make a decision.”
This was an unexpected result. Qin Huan stared at the old man with black hair who was playing a one-man play, and his face became very wonderful. But in his heart, he was full of ecstasy. As a true disciple, he was more noble than the inner disciples and could get more benefits.
Even Qin Huan's heart could not be contained, and he had greater expectations.
Know that the owner of this island, and all the creatures under his command, have been buried in the river of time. The request of the old man with black hair is doomed to be unresponsive. According to the logic shown by the old man with black hair now, he is likely to finally get, far beyond imagination!
Sure enough, the old man with black hair made a step back and decided to give Qin Huan the identity of his true disciple, but he still didn't get a response, which made his body tremble slightly. He looked solemn and said in a deep voice: ”my Lord, the true disciple in the holy land is very noble among ten thousand people, and he is qualified to get the master's advice. Aren't you satisfied?”
Keep silent.
(nonsense, people are dead, really want to talk, that's scary)
the old man with black hair took a deep breath and said in a cold voice: ”I don't know which young people can make adults ignore the rules, but I can only give the true identity at most. Since adults are not satisfied, their subordinates can only report this matter and wait for the Holy Land's decision.”
He arched his hand. ”Ask the inner hall elder to decide?”
No response.
He bowed his hand again. ”Three Temple lords, please decide this matter?”
No response.
The old man with black hair was shocked, and he bent down to salute deeply for the third time after biting his teeth
If there is a picture out of the picture, it should be, a few crows ”quack quack” and go away.
The old man with black hair can't believe it. For such an unreasonable thing, the senior people of holy land have no one to interfere.
Even the deputy, such supreme being, chose silence.
He looked at Qin Huan, and his eyes were complicated. Is this junior's identity so terrible?
After a long silence, the black haired old man knelt down and kowtowed respectfully, ”master, I need your order.”
This totally different action made Qin Huan's heart jump. It was obvious that the master of the black haired old man was the master here. Although there is a great deal of assurance, the owner here has died, which can be regarded as an unimaginable existence of strength. Who knows if he has left behind?
Qin Huan was so nervous that his heart beat like a drum. Fortunately, everything had not changed, and there was still silence on the ruins.
It's OK!
Ha ha ha ha Qin Huan laughed and stared at the old man with black hair. He guessed that he was lucky this time.
After kneeling for a long time, the old man with black hair didn't get a response. Suddenly, he kowtowed with fear. ”It's the old slave who is confused. Without your permission, how can the people in the holy land keep silent? The master is at ease. The old slave knows what to do.”