Chapter 1839： Count your bad luck (1/2)
”Chief, if we say that we are at home, there will be no one who is bold enough to tell the truth about the Dao Dao?
This kind of thing is not a person's business, it has to be involved in the same vein. ”
”Not bad.”
”Although this corpse has the aura of Dao Mantra, it is only similar, perhaps some kind of similar fairy art?”
”It is necessary to figure it out.”
The saint masters of Yanjia discussed with each other and ignored the three people at all.
A touch of anger appeared on Xun'er's face, ”Leng Bufan died in the hands of your Yanjia. Now your Yanjia is shirking responsibility?”
The discussion gradually stopped.
A sage master of the language family looked up and down Xun'er, and suddenly smiled: ”You are Zhao Xun'er of the Zhao family in the Primordial God Realm, right?”
”Not bad.”
Zhao Xun'er nodded.
”Your Zhao family has made a lot of limelight in the second area some time ago, but... a family that doesn't even have six powers, why dare to speak insultingly in our language?”
The famous utterance master smiled, ”I don't think you should have a mouth.”
”not good!”
Cold Storage Feng's expression changed, and he subconsciously wanted to stop in front of Zhao Xun'er, but it was too late.
The power of Dao Mantra had already acted on Zhao Xun'er, and her mouth slowly closed until it disappeared.
After losing his mouth, his original good looks became very strange and weird.
”really……”
There was a deep worry on Yun'er's face.
Her worries have come true.
The Yan family will not give Leng Jia much face at all.
Zhao Xun'er touched his mouth, his eyes gradually showed a touch of fright.
”calm.”
Frozen Feng said through a message, and then he looked at the chief of Yanjia, ”Chief Yan, we are here today, just to ask for an explanation for the death of my brother, is your Yanjia hospitality like this?”
”First of all, you are not the guests of our Yanjia, and secondly, this woman's words are indeed biased.”
Chief Yan smiled, ”It was just a little lesson, and in three days, she will be back to her original state.”
”...”
Refrigerated Feng was speechless.
Three days after Zhao Xun'er heard it, she would recover, and her heart was relieved, she was no longer so afraid, but that kind of anger was still hard to suppress, so she could only endure it hard.
”You tell me everything you know, and I'm also very curious about who can use celestial arts similar to our Taoist Dao Mantra. I will personally investigate this matter thoroughly.”
Chief Yan continued.
”Chief Yan, the one who made the shot, isn't it really yours?”
A faint suspicion flashed in the eyes of Cold Storage Feng.
The other party has always denied it, and it does not seem to be false.
As far as he knows, the people in the experts are very arrogant. If you really do such a thing, you won't deny it directly.
”If my family did it, he would not leave you the slightest clue.”
Chief Yan looked at the corpse of the eighth king and smiled lightly:
”Restore as before.”
The next moment, Wang Ba's body changed back to its original appearance, and cold storage Feng saw a flash of heartache in his eyes.
The younger brother, who was still alive, became a corpse in an instant. Although the casualties in the Profound Sky Territory were normal, he still couldn't accept it.
”Your hatred, brother will help you avenge.”
Cold Storage Feng vowed secretly in his heart.