C183 (1/2)
Hearing this, Mu Yu held his chin with his fingers and pondered for a moment.
Seeing this, the young man in purple robe thinks that Mu Yu is scared by his threat. He has no fear on his face, and his arrogant color is on his face again.
No matter how capable you are, you are still afraid of my Zixiao Pavilion.
After musing, Mu Yu saw the arrogant and majestic look of the young man in purple robe in a twinkling of an eye, and could not help kicking him away.
”You Are you really not afraid of the Revenge of my fellow disciples in Zixiao pavilion? ”
The young man in purple robe struggles to get up and stares at Mu Yu with a venomous look on his face. The young man who is younger than him is insulted.
”The ancestral gate of Zixiao Pavilion is thousands of miles away from here. Why do you want to come to this desolate land?”
Mu Yu is very curious about the mission of Zixiao Pavilion disciples.
The purple robed young man's eyes flashed a little flustered, but he immediately avoided Kaimu Yu's eyes, as if hiding something.
This move adds another point to Mu Yu's desire to understand clearly.
”Say it
Mu Yu put a hand on the shoulder of the young man in purple robe. A bone chilling feeling flowed from the ice emperor's wrist guard, and then penetrated into the body of the young man in purple robe.
”Hiss!”
The young man in purple robe is like falling into an ice cave, shivering with cold, and his heart will stop suddenly.
”I said, I said...” The young man in purple gave in completely.
”We Zixiao Pavilion got the news that someone found the trace of XuanHuo in this Beiluo wasteland, so the pavilion leader sent our young disciples here to accept XuanHuo...”
The young people in purple robe dare not disobey Mu Yu, and tell Mu Yu the whole story.
”Dark fire?”