Chapter 1152： The identity of the slave is correct, right? (1/2)
Blood Slaughter Tribe, Ling Mansion.
Ling Zhan, as one of the four Six Tribulations of the Blood Slaughter Tribe, has a very high status in the Ancestral City. Not only can he meet Da Yasha at any time, but he also serves as the Deputy Hall Master of the Ancestral City’s Fierce Battle Hall. The power of the strong!
”Uncle Ling.”
After seeing Ling Zhan, Xian Zuling respectfully bowed.
Ling Zhan is the same length as the ordinary Yasha, and looks unremarkable, but everyone knows that he has already condensed a little golden body. Among the four six calamities of the blood slaughter tribe, he is second only to the hall master of the fierce war. .
”The ancestor spirit came to see his uncle today, what's the point?”
Ling Zhan said with a smile.
When his eyes fell on Aunt Bai Xian, he was slightly startled, a hint of thinking appeared in his eyes, and then his expression changed in vain.
Aunt Bai Xian also knew that the other party had recognized herself, so she bowed her head quickly and did not dare to speak.
Fortunately, the servants of the Yasha tribe are very private. She is the servant of the Immortal Ancestor Spirit, and Ling Zhan is not qualified to pass her to deal with herself.
”Uncle Ling, I can't see you if I have nothing to do.”
Xian Zuling smiled.
”That's true, but you servant recently bought it?”
Ling Zhan nodded slightly, and the topic changed.
His eyes were like needles, and the stabbing Bai Xiangu's skin was aching.
”Uncle Ling, this is a long story...”
Xian Zuling said the matter again, and ignored Bai Xiangu's disappearance over the years, using his own reasons for sending her out to do errands.
Then, it came to business!
”Human race, with a Tier 9 magic weapon.”
Ling Zhan's eyes were slightly narrowed, and a brilliant light flashed away. He looked up and down Bai Xiangu a few times:
”Everything you say is true and correct? If there is a little bit of falsehood, do you know what will happen?”
”Master Ling, the slave dare not lie, this is what the slave saw with his own eyes.”
Bai Xiangu quickly said.
”Draw his face.”
Ling Zhan said lightly.
Aunt Bai Xiangu quickly drew Su Han's appearance. She wanted to remind her that Su Han would be able to disguise herself, but after thinking about it carefully, she can’t say this sentence. If she said too much, Ling Zhan will inevitably have doubts about her and Su Han’s relationship. Relationship!
An hour later, Ling Zhan personally took more than a dozen lawmakers and hundreds of martial masters to leave Ling Mansion, and went out of the ancestral city.
At the same time, the news of the hunt for a human race also spread in the Blood Slaughter Tribe. The strong from all sides received the news and demanded to cooperate with Ling Zhan to search for this celebrity. As for the reason, except for Ling Zhan and others, the others did not know. .
The search outside was full of enthusiasm, but Su Han lived in the ancestral city, wandering around every day, very leisurely.
He was observing the situation of the Yaolin, about a month or so, he figured out a pattern, every half a month, a group of people will go to the Yaolin, according to the list at the time, pick up various elixir.
Nearly ten thousand kilograms of elixir will be shipped out at one time, and some of these elixir are left in the ancestral city, and the other part is distributed to the remaining giant cities of the Blood Slaughter Tribe.
This day is also the most lively day in the medicinal forest.
Except for this day, there is always only one Tiandi strong in Yaolin. From his population, Su Han also knows the origin of this Tiandi strong.
The hall master of the blood slaughter tribe fierce battle.
The strength in the Blood Slaughter Tribe is second only to the powerful existence of the Great Yaksha, and is also the first of the four Six Tribulations Powerhouses.
However, the hall master of the Fei Zhan Tang will not be present throughout the year, and he will be in retreat in the medicinal forest to cultivate hard in order to hit the golden body.