Chapter 881 (1/2)

”Is it from the Kate family?” Gao Junwu asked in a reflexive way.

Tightly staring at this half face bone Ning Feixuan, faint feeling some familiar, cold way: ”don't you think he looks like a person?”

”Who is it?” Still hanging on Gao Junwu's body, the skinny monkey did not dare to look at the cheek that was not in peace, and asked with a strong voice of fear.

Ning Feixuan face if frost, cold and cold, ”Sith.”

The crowd was stunned at first, and then they couldn't believe: ”Sith!? Captain, you say that he is the housekeeper of the Kate family, that is, the elder of the vampire clan. He enters the divine realm with half a foot, and becomes a Sith elder who is equal to the Lord of Luomen

Gao Junwu and others swallowed their saliva crazily, because the answer was just like an Arabian Night Dream. It was too shocking.

The elder of Kate family, unexpectedly Died in China?

It's hard for anyone to hear it.

As for the cultivation of the vampire elder, the four of them are all very clear. They are the super strong men in the half step divine realm!

If tianbang was not only arranged for the Chinese people, this Sith elder would definitely be a super existence that could be tied for the second place with the Lord of Luomen, or even fight with the first person in tianbang.

But now?

The elder, who was honored to be a national yuan, was buried in a foreign land, with only a broken cheek left. He died in his grave!

The thin monkey and others looked at each other, only felt that the head was hit by a huge hammer, buzzing.

Even Ning Feixuan was dignified, and his Sith identity was too noble. Now he is buried in China. If he is known by the Kate family, he is afraid to exert great pressure on the Chinese government and severely punish the perpetrators.

”Say what you want to say.”

See Gao Junwu and lean monkey a pair of words and stop tangled appearance, is observing Ning Feixuan, coldly said.

The thin monkey then cautiously said: ”Captain, you say Do you think Mr. Meng did it? ”

At first hearing this, Chen Ziyang, who was bowing his head and did not know what he was thinking about, suddenly raised his head, staring at the thin monkey, and said in dismay, ”is this Mr. Meng doing? He's only twenty years old, and he can fight with a demigod? ”