C142 (1/2)
” Ten Thousand Demons Sect, Nine Hell sect's Ning Luo, has come to congratulate you! ”
A sudden shout from outside completely shocked everyone in the main hall.
” ”Another one …”
”He really is here …”
”Ning Luo …”
Some of them were looking forward to the show, while others waited. Their gazes were all directed towards the entrance.
”Why is he here?”
Yuan Hong had received orders from the sect head and the elders to come here and pay his respects. However, he hadn't heard that Ning Luo was also allowed to follow him here.
Exterminate the Silence also frowned. It felt like the Myriad Demons Sect was up to something. If they were to disturb the Pure Wind Temple, it would be terrible. Just as he was about to take action, he was stopped by his Shakyamuni.
” ”I'll just wait and see.”
The Shakyamuni was indeed a capable senior. With a single glance, he could tell that the story behind it was wrong. That was why his expression didn't change, and he continued smiling like a flower.
Ning Luo had already arrived at the main hall. When she saw the old man sitting at the very top, she immediately cupped her hands and greeted him.
” ”Martial Uncle Fa Wang, the first disciple of the Nine Nether Master, has come to offer his birthday congratulations.”
His words were very different from what Yuan Hong had said previously. Of course, everyone felt comfortable listening to his words.
”Good, good, good! ”As expected of a young hero. As expected of the head disciple of the Nine Nether Realm.”
Yuan Hong did not know about what happened last night, so he was slightly stunned by the Shakyamuni's three cheers. However, Ning Luo was well aware of the meaning behind those words and couldn't help apologizing.
”This disciple has just arrived at this place and is causing trouble for the Shakyamuni.”
”Sigh!” Young people are good at martial arts, so it's normal for them to fight. ”
He had originally wanted to tell his master about this matter when he came back last night. He had been worried that his master would pursue this matter, but now that it seemed like it was all unnecessary thoughts, he secretly let out a sigh of relief.
” That's right! ”When you came, did you know that the disciples of Blood Heaven Sect had also come?”
The Shakyamuni had a smile on his face as he looked at Yuan Hong. The moment their gazes met, the Shakyamuni's eyes seemed to shine brightly. He was not angry, but he still managed to frighten Yuan Hong.
” Blood Heaven Gate? ”Could it be …”
”Junior brother Ning Luo!” ”Long time no see.”
Yuan Hong knew that the Shakyamuni's gaze just now was to ask him to explain the situation. Without waiting for Ning Luo to finish, he stood up.
”Greetings, Shakyamuni!”
Yuan Hong walked to Ning Luo's side and first clasped his hands at the Guardian King, then turned around and began to chat about family matters.
” I wonder if Junior Brother Ning Luo has returned to his sect after parting ways with them at the hunting grounds? ”
Yuan Hong was thinking that if he were to admit defeat, Ning Luo wasn't a fool to be compared to him. How could he not understand this?
” ”Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother Yuan Hong. I was in trouble on the way, so I decided to lend a helping hand and escort them all the way here.”
”Oh …” In that case, even if you weren't ordered to come, you still wouldn't be able to represent the Nine Hell sect. ”
Only now did the crowd understand the whole situation. Yuan Hong was here to offer his birthday congratulations, and as for Ning Luo, she was here to protect her friend.