Chapter 1646 (1/2)

Zichen did not listen to their argument, nor did he know what the soul guard was.

Baal led the way, and the tomb keeper was still in front. Zichen and viper walked side by side in the back, and soon came to the conference hall.

The so-called conference hall is actually a large independent wooden house, which is very spacious. In the middle of the house stood a rectangular wooden table, five meters long, with ten wooden chairs in two rows.

Like a village inhabited by ordinary people in tianwu continent, all the buildings are made of wood, which is not grand and solemn, but it is better than nature. The wood itself emits a light fragrance, which makes people mentally transparent and comfortable.

In the chamber, eight elderly people were discussing things. There are six old people and two old women. They have been standing without sitting down. Some of them are in a bit of a mood.

Seeing the appearance of the Dragon tomb, the eight people who turned back were stunned, and the color of amazement appeared on the old face.

”Patriarch, are you back?” An old woman looks at the Dragon tomb in disbelief.

Dragon tomb nodded and said, ”yes, aunt Zhou, I'm back.”

”It's the patriarch. It's really the patriarch who has come back.” The old man's voice is full of excitement, one by one the old people trembling forward, happy.

And the tomb keeper is also called by uncle, uncle and aunt, with a sweet mouth and a childlike smile on his face.

Tomb guards are very young, but these people are very old. They can't even call them grandparents. But he is in uncle aunt's call, this lets Zichen feel some strange.

However, it can be seen that these elderly people are doting on Tomb guards.

The old man, who was called Wangbo by shoumu, soon found the abnormality of guarding the tomb and said in surprise: ”patriarch, how did you fall into the realm?”

As he spoke, the old man's eyes shot out two dazzling lights. First, he passed the viper, and then fell on Zichen. Unexpectedly, he said, ”you should fall because of this intruder. Do you take him as the soul guard?”

The light in the old man's eyes disappeared and his expression became kind again. It seems that because of the reason of guarding the tomb, the old man looked at Zichen's eyes, just like the elder looking at the younger generation.

And other old people, is also looking up and down Zichen, eyes with a full of goodwill.

At the moment, hear the soul guard four words, Zichen's brow can't help but wrinkle.

”No, even the soul guard should not fall into the seven levels. Should this be one of the soul guards? It looks like the potential is good. ” The light in aunt Zhou's eyes dissipated.

”What's your name, little fellow?” Wang Bo looked at Zichen and asked, very kind.

”Zichen.” Purple Chen says slowly.

”Well, not bad.” Wang Bo nodded with satisfaction: ”as an intruder, you can become the soul guard of Kobayashi, which is also your fate. Your loyalty doesn't need to be tested. Next, you should protect the wood. ”

”Loyalty? Test? Protection? ” Purple Chen eyebrow a frown, turn round surprised looking at guard grave.

Looking at the eyes of Zichen's inquiry, the tomb guard apologized and laughed. Then he turned his head and said, ”you misunderstood him. His name is Zichen. He is my friend. It's not a soul guard. ”

A word falls, before still very kind, very kind old people, one eye is burst out sharp essence light. At first, they all seemed to be dying, but now, they are full of strong breath, like a wake-up fierce beast.

An old man's eyes, flashing Sen Leng Sha Ji, he said impolitely: ”Xiaomu, do you remember Zuxun?”

”Liu Bo, listen to my explanation,” he said with a bitter smile

The old man shook his head stubbornly and said indifferently: ”there is no need to explain. Zuxun is Zuxun. The invaders come here either to die or to be enslaved. He has refined the seal of devouring God, which is just the opportunity for us to enslave him. ”

The whole body also nodded and said, ”yes, now that we join hands, we can still enslave him. Invaders are not qualified to come here. This is the ancestral precept and the rule! ”

Listen to these old people's voice of indignation, listen to the sound of enslavement, a sound of killing, Zichen did not have any radical behavior, just Roll your eyes.

That's right. It's rolling your eyes.

Because these old people, the whole body surging breath, only eight heavy. It is not the peak of Bazhong, nor the middle and late stage of Bazhong. It is the first time to enter Bazhong and barely stabilize the eight fold state.

Such existence, not to mention only eight, even if to eighteen, twenty-eight, Zichen will still roll his eyes.

In the face of the gaze of Dawson's cold eyes, Zichen has no pressure at all, and can even easily look around. That Wangbo, the eyes dead staring at Zichen, indifferent way: ”boy, in this moment of life and death, make your choice?”

Zichen glanced at the old man, and then looked at the tomb guard. The latter spread out his hands and said that he was helpless at the moment.

Zichen nodded to show understanding, and then he also spread out his hand at the old man and said, ”it doesn't matter.”

Wang Bo was angry, and his eyebrows were up. The other seven were also angry. Their eyes flashed. One of the old men yelled, ”Baal, take him!”Originally thought that the other side wants to start directly, who knows unexpectedly to call a person first, this lets the purple Chen look can't help but a Zheng.

Baal stood outside, heard the noise and rushed in.

The flimsy wooden house began to shake under the violent breath of Baal.

”Die!” Baal a big drink, holding an axe to cut toward Zichen.

The axe was shining, and the cabin trembled.