Chapter 1483: Battle of the Temple (1/2)

The first thousand four hundred and eighty-three chapters of the battle hall

”Yes, Master.”

Su Yunzhou nodded, and the heart had already understood the plan of staying up late for Dandi. Whether it was Bodhidharma or the joy of the Mozong, I wanted to find a result. I had to wait until I found Ningqi and said that they could not blame the night before they found it. Emperor, if Ning Qi does not appear in a day, it will have the same effect as the killing of the Emperor of the Night, but only the Dan Dao inheritance in his memory.

”Day and night...”

Black Water Danzun wanted to open his mouth, but he was coldly glanced at the night of Dandi. ”Even if Ningbei Xuan killed the Dragon Dragon, you said it in front of so many people, you really thought, I Can't you see if you want to kill someone by knife? If you want to live, please close your mouth and roll back to the mysterious night. You can't leave without it. Otherwise, I will suppress it with your master!”

”Yes!”

Black Water Dan revered his head and quickly bowed his head and dared not have any words.

”Dawn of the night, I will go back to the Zongmen, and I will report it truthfully.”

Zhao Lang coldened his face and arched his hand. Then he turned away with the Tianjiao of the rejoicing of the Mozong, and the rest of the monks also bowed one by one.

”You three are left.”

Day and night, Dandi points out Shen Bai, Gongsun Ziyun, Wu Dong, and then to Su Yunzhou: ”They lived in the night city during this time, if Bodhidharma wants to ask about the cause of death of the dragon dragon, or the joy Zong has elders to come and bring them to see these three people.”

After all, the night Emperor looked at the white three: ”You must tell the truth, if there is concealment, the Emperor can't keep you, understand?”

”I will wait.”

The three men looked at each other and then arched their hands.

.........

The land of Dong Xuan.

Temple of War.

On the stage of the God of War, Ning Qi’s figure slowly appeared, and a figure came out of the air and fell to Ning Qi. He was pleasantly surprised: “The Sovereign!”

Ning Qi smiled and looked at Zhao Eryi. After several years, Zhao Er has broken through the original realm and became the master of the early days of Budan.

Once in the past, who dared to imagine that there was no repair, but Zhao Er, the ordinary old man of Houfu, could actually change and became a monk in the battlefield.

”Zhao Lao, I have worked hard, staying here and day and night, not tired?”

Ning Qi smiled.

Zhao Er quickly said: ”Don't dare to be afraid, how can the villain call the word ”old” in front of the lord?”

”Haha, you are welcome, you have to count it, you are also a founding veteran.”

Ning Qi smiled.

Zhao Er’s eyes flashed a smug color, and this sentence listened to his heart.

”I am not here these years, what changes can be made here?”

Ning Qi smiled.

”There is no change.”

Zhao Er replied.

For mortals, you may get sick in a few years, or you may die unexpectedly. But for a monk, a retreat is at least a dozen years. In a few years, there will be no change at all.

Zhao Er Bi Gong Bi Jing's beside Ning Qi, with Ning Qi walked through the Temple of War, and finally the Eastern Holocaust and others learned that Ning Qi came back and rushed to the main hall.

”Young Master!”

Xiaoyueer and Zuo Linger appeared for the first time, looking at the color of surprise in Ningqi’s eyes. The two women were missing for a few years and became more and more beautiful.

Even if it is Ning Qi, when I am occasionally lost, I am afraid that I will be confused by the charm of the two women. I can see from the position of Niu Dazhuang and Dongfang Holocaust. The male repair in the hall seems to be I am very afraid of being too close to the two women and hiding far away.

”Master.”

Niu Dazhuang respectful way.

”metropolitan.”