Chapter 378 Loss
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Nan Hou Zhu
Chapter 378 Loss
"Cough, cough, cough..." A suppressed cough echoed low in a dense forest.
"Old Ten, your injury..." The Eighth Elder, who had the most complete combat strength, looked worried.
This is the third day since they escaped from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
"It's okay...cough cough cough..." The tenth elder had an abnormal blush on his face, and he coughed again while waving his hands.
Gou Ri's dusty heart!
The ten elders had already cursed in their hearts.
Among the people present at that time, the Seventh Elder was the closest to Chen Xin and the most seriously injured, so he did not strike.
The eighth elder followed, and he didn't do anything either.
Just pick him, the person who is the farthest away!
Is this old man crazy!
"Oh, this operation..." The Eighth Elder looked around at the defeated soldiers and sighed.
"What a... joke!"
Isn't this a joke?
Back and forth, it took a year, I don't know how much effort was spent, how much preparation was made, and how much deduction went through in advance, trying to be foolproof.
However, when they were smug and determined to win, they were hit so hard.
The plan that was airtight and perfect in their eyes was completely under the control of others.
really……
"Like a clown." The Eighth Elder laughed at himself.
Not to mention, after encountering such a setback, they returned to the temple and had to be questioned and blamed.
"What does this have to do with us!" The ten elders roared angrily.
"Who knows how the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School knew about our information, and who knows that that old thing Chen Xin broke through!"
"Level 97 Titled Douluo! How many can there be in this continent! Not to mention there is Ning Fengzhi, the soul master of the first support system in the mainland, to assist."
"With such a dusty heart, even if it is in the palace, who can control him without a big priest himself!"
"This is not a crime of war!"
The Eighth Elder remained silent.
It is true that what the ten elders said makes sense, but...
"Hey, this is still the case on our side, I'm afraid the Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Sect..." The Eighth Elder sighed heavily.
The above three lands are closely related. Although they have competed for a long time, they are all counted in the face of big right and wrong.
Since the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School knew about it, there was no reason for them not to inform the Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon School.
The battle over there should not have started yet, but unfortunately, given their current situation, they couldn't send the information in time.
I just hope the loss can be a little smaller...
"This time, the third brother was seriously injured, and his life and death are uncertain. Seventh brother... ah!" The tenth elder said unnaturally.
The Seventh Elder stayed behind, so don't think about it, he must be dead.
If he can survive this, he will give that stone over there on the spot...
"Who!" The Eighth Elder's eyes sharpened, and he shouted to the side.
"It's me!" A weak and tired voice sounded.
A pale figure in ragged clothes flashed out from the forest.
"Seventh brother?" The eighth elder exclaimed.
"Huh?" The ten elder's face froze.
He took a closer look, and although his breath was weak, it was undoubtedly the Seventh Elder.
"Seventh brother, why are you still alive!" After thinking up to this point, the tenth elder couldn't help but blurt out.
The eighth elder's face darkened, and just as he was about to speak out to reprimand him, the seventh elder smiled wryly and said, "I don't know why I'm still alive."
"Brother Seven, sit down first, sit down first." The Eighth Elder walked over quickly, and helped the Seventh Elder, who was already on the verge of collapse, to the side and sat down.
The tenth elder also reacted, his face a little embarrassed.
"Well, Seventh Brother, I didn't mean that..." The ten elders, who were in their dozens, were blushing a little now.
The meaning of what he said just now was heard by others, as if he didn't want the Seventh Elder to live.
"It doesn't matter." The Seventh Elder shook his head and didn't care.
"This is indeed strange. To be honest, I feel strange myself." The seventh elder's face was also full of confusion.
That day, he received the power of Bone Douluo's last palm, and fell into the dense forest. Before losing consciousness, he ran desperately in one direction for a minute, and then fell to the ground exhausted.
At the last moment before he passed out, he used his soul bone's skills with the little soul power left.
"Camouflage", this is the skill of the only spirit bone on the Seventh Elder.
The lurking right leg bone is a soul bone he accidentally obtained from a thousand-year-old soul beast in his early years.
The skill allows him to blend his figure with the surrounding environment, achieving complete concealment.
Unfortunately, it is only invisible in appearance and perception.
If someone gets close, he can still touch his body.
He actually didn't think that this soul skill could allow him to escape.
Even though the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was attacked, there must have been casualties.
Under Wuhundian's actions like this, even if they haven't been famous yet, they all know each other.
The honeymoon period between Wuhundian and various forces on the mainland has ended, and the two sides are already hostile.
In this way, they have no reason to spare him a seriously injured title Douluo and not kill him.
What's more, under the large-scale search and arrest of Qibao Liulizong, there must be a great chance of discovering his existence.
At that time, even an unarmed ordinary person can capture this unconscious Title Douluo.
He was just holding on to that glimmer of hope that was almost immoral, struggling to the death.
However, what he didn't expect was that after he had been in a coma for nearly a day, no one really found him.
Afterwards, he carefully searched for the direction of retreat, trying to catch up with the large army of the Wuhun Temple, but he did not find any pursuers from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
This made it difficult for the Seventh Elder who had recovered his life to understand.
"Maybe it was because the sect lost too much, so they finally gave up hunting?" The ten elders put forward a reasonable guess.
"Now I can only think of it this way." Elder Seven nodded helplessly.
"It's good to be alive." The Eighth Elder patted the Seventh Elder's shoulder heavily.
As long as you live, there is still hope.
The Seventh Elder was stunned for a moment, and then showed a smile.
yes!It's good to be alive.
"Eh?" At this time, the Seventh Elder had the leisure to scan the crowd around him, and only then did he realize that something was wrong.
"What's the matter? What's the problem?" The tenth elder's heart tightened.
"No, it doesn't count as a problem, it's just a little strange..." the Seventh Elder said in confusion.
"Don't you think... there are too many people?"
"Too many people?" The Eighth Elder and the Tenth Elder were stunned.
What does too many people mean?
The Eighth Elder and the Tenth Elder looked around.
Originally, they were worried about the follow-up pursuit of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, their own injuries, the situation in the hall, and their unstable mentality, so they didn't care about other things at all.
Now after being reminded by the Seventh Elder, they just realized...
There seem to be quite a lot of people.
"What's going on here?" The tenth elder was a little confused.
"Haven't we been ambushed by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School? Shouldn't we be suppressed and about to be defeated? Why do we feel that there are not many people missing!"
Tell a joke, we were ambushed, we were routed, and none of us were missing!
This is funny!
"No, there are still fewer people." The Eighth Elder has sharp eyes, and he has roughly estimated the number of people in just a short while.
"One-fifth less." The Eighth Elder said incredulously.
This is not to say that the loss is too large, but that the loss is too small.
Even if their surprise attack on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was successful according to their original plan, they expected to lose at least a quarter of their manpower.
Otherwise, do you really think that the name of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect is just blown out?
Now, in front of them, although everyone seemed to be injured, many of them were not seriously injured. At first glance, more than half of them were seriously injured.
But what does it matter?
As long as it is not a broken arm or leg, as long as you return to the Wuhun Hall, there are plenty of healing soul masters for treatment.
It didn't take long for these people to become solid combat power again.
"TND! Which bastard is yelling nonsense there!" The tenth elder's violent temper came up.
He casually pulled the soul emperor who was closest to him, and sprayed saliva on the other's bewildered face.
"This is the defeat you are clamoring for! It can't be stopped!" The ten elders laughed angrily.
"That's it?"
Not many people died, so you lied like this?
Do you still have the face to call yourself the elite of Wuhundian?
The Soul Emperor looked aggrieved, but he didn't dare to refute.
It's not me who said those words, why are you always pointing at me and scolding me!
I'm just a Soul Emperor!
"Okay, old ten, that's enough." The Eighth Elder stopped him.
"It can only be said that we responded in a timely manner and retreated early. Otherwise, if we delay for a while, we may really not see a few people."
Thinking about it, this raid took only a quarter of an hour from breaking into Qibao Glazed Fort to retreating at the end.
Even if there is an ambush, but with the strength of Wuhundian, it is not possible to be slaughtered like a pig in such a short period of time.
Hearing what the Eighth Elder said, the Tenth Elder had no choice but to let go of the Soul Emperor's hand resentfully.
Seeing that he could escape, the Soul Emperor hurriedly backed away.
However, without knowing what he was thinking, he suddenly muttered: "If it wasn't for that lunatic making trouble, maybe I wouldn't even have to suffer this little injury."
He was not seriously injured, but his left arm was temporarily unable to use his strength.
Who knows, it was just a casual complaint from him, but it resonated with the people around him.
"TND! You also met a lunatic!" A soul saint with a gauze oozing blood wrapped around his head slapped his thigh fiercely and said.
"Yes? You also met?" Soul Emperor was taken aback.
"That's right!" Soul Sage spat and said angrily.
"I had a good fight with the people from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. That bastard suddenly pushed me and said 'get out of the way', and then I was almost fired!"
"Yes! And me! If it wasn't for that lunatic, I wouldn't have suffered that arrow!"
"The injury in my lower abdomen is also..."
"And I!"
"That's right! And me!"
All of a sudden, the crowd turned out to be furious, and almost half of the people present were sternly criticizing.
"Wait, who are you talking about crazy?" Elder Eight was confused.
"Are you talking about the same person?"
"How could there be many such lunatics." One person said indignantly.
"That's the only one! The crimson soul power, and the violent thunder..."
The Seventh Elder, who was still thinking about some lunatic, suddenly shivered.
This sounds...why does it look so familiar.
"What's his name?"
"The Mordrey Arc?"
"No, it seems to be called Mordelelle..."
"It's Mordred." The Seventh Elder corrected subconsciously.
"Yes! It's this grandson!" Everyone suddenly said,
"Brother Seven, do you know him?" Elder Ten glanced at Elder Seven.
"It's the one I said before, the one who was enshrined as a disciple..." The Seventh Elder's face turned dark.
Hearing these deeds of Mordred, he couldn't help but have the urge to cover his face.
He probably guessed why.
That kid must be crazy!
When that kid went crazy, he definitely didn't care about anything. When he saw the enemy, he seemed to go up and do it. If anyone hindered him, it would be good to push him. He was afraid that the kid would kill his own people in a hurry.
It's just that the range of this kid's madness is a bit wide!
It has affected so many people...
But that's not the point, the point is...
Why did you let this kid into this plan!
Doesn't this confuse them?
The seventh elder lamented inwardly.
"Oh, so it's that..." The Eighth Elder suddenly realized.
"Wait! No!" The Seventh Elder's complexion suddenly changed.
He nervously looked around in the crowd, as if looking for someone.
"Mordred! Where are you!" He suddenly yelled.
Something is wrong!With that kid's violent temper, hearing so many people scolding him, it's impossible for him to remain silent!
that kid won't be...
Thinking of some terrible possibility, his heart suddenly tensed up, and he could only hope that the kid was too seriously injured and fell into a coma, so he didn't respond.
Please, please don't...
Everyone looked at each other, seeing the eagerness of the Seventh Elder, so they also looked around for the figure of "Mordred".
finally……
"No..." The Seventh Elder swayed slightly, his voice trembling.
How could there be no...
that kid won't...
"He is dead." A hoarse voice sounded.
Among the crowd, a lonely and embarrassed figure stood up with a dejected expression.
"It's you? Xingluo's kid? You're called..." the Seventh Elder said anxiously.
"My name is Fang Cheng." Fang Cheng smiled miserably.
"Mordred is already dead. At the moment of the final retreat, in order to cover me, he was killed by a Soul Douluo from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School with his spirit avatar..."
"Blame me……"
"Mordred, dead?" The Seventh Elder was also stunned, and his tone was full of disbelief.
how come……
Seeing the heavy and lonely expression of the seventh elder, the tenth elder somewhat disapproved.
A soul emperor dies when he dies, why is this so.
Now I have to think about it, shouldn't it be how to deal with the Pope's accountability later?
As for enshrining there...
Even if it is a sacrifice, it shouldn't be possible to turn against them for such a soul emperor.
The Eighth Elder looked at the Seventh Elder, sighed, and finally just patted him on the shoulder heavily.
As for the others, except for those who also came from the Xingluocheng branch hall, who looked sad, the rest of them didn't have any sad expressions on their faces.
Rather, they felt that it was just right for such a deceitful bastard to die.
Don't come alive to entrap them again!
But at this moment, unaware that everyone in the Wuhun Hall is in different moods, in the Seven Treasures Glazed Fort that has suffered quite a bit of trauma, someone is standing on a railing.
"Seventh Elder, if it wasn't for me, you would have been killed by the furious old man this time. I saved your life, and it can be regarded as a replacement for the kindness you gave me before." A person who should have "dead" read softly .
"As for other people, cherish your hard-won second life!"
(End of this chapter)
"Cough, cough, cough..." A suppressed cough echoed low in a dense forest.
"Old Ten, your injury..." The Eighth Elder, who had the most complete combat strength, looked worried.
This is the third day since they escaped from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
"It's okay...cough cough cough..." The tenth elder had an abnormal blush on his face, and he coughed again while waving his hands.
Gou Ri's dusty heart!
The ten elders had already cursed in their hearts.
Among the people present at that time, the Seventh Elder was the closest to Chen Xin and the most seriously injured, so he did not strike.
The eighth elder followed, and he didn't do anything either.
Just pick him, the person who is the farthest away!
Is this old man crazy!
"Oh, this operation..." The Eighth Elder looked around at the defeated soldiers and sighed.
"What a... joke!"
Isn't this a joke?
Back and forth, it took a year, I don't know how much effort was spent, how much preparation was made, and how much deduction went through in advance, trying to be foolproof.
However, when they were smug and determined to win, they were hit so hard.
The plan that was airtight and perfect in their eyes was completely under the control of others.
really……
"Like a clown." The Eighth Elder laughed at himself.
Not to mention, after encountering such a setback, they returned to the temple and had to be questioned and blamed.
"What does this have to do with us!" The ten elders roared angrily.
"Who knows how the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School knew about our information, and who knows that that old thing Chen Xin broke through!"
"Level 97 Titled Douluo! How many can there be in this continent! Not to mention there is Ning Fengzhi, the soul master of the first support system in the mainland, to assist."
"With such a dusty heart, even if it is in the palace, who can control him without a big priest himself!"
"This is not a crime of war!"
The Eighth Elder remained silent.
It is true that what the ten elders said makes sense, but...
"Hey, this is still the case on our side, I'm afraid the Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Sect..." The Eighth Elder sighed heavily.
The above three lands are closely related. Although they have competed for a long time, they are all counted in the face of big right and wrong.
Since the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School knew about it, there was no reason for them not to inform the Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon School.
The battle over there should not have started yet, but unfortunately, given their current situation, they couldn't send the information in time.
I just hope the loss can be a little smaller...
"This time, the third brother was seriously injured, and his life and death are uncertain. Seventh brother... ah!" The tenth elder said unnaturally.
The Seventh Elder stayed behind, so don't think about it, he must be dead.
If he can survive this, he will give that stone over there on the spot...
"Who!" The Eighth Elder's eyes sharpened, and he shouted to the side.
"It's me!" A weak and tired voice sounded.
A pale figure in ragged clothes flashed out from the forest.
"Seventh brother?" The eighth elder exclaimed.
"Huh?" The ten elder's face froze.
He took a closer look, and although his breath was weak, it was undoubtedly the Seventh Elder.
"Seventh brother, why are you still alive!" After thinking up to this point, the tenth elder couldn't help but blurt out.
The eighth elder's face darkened, and just as he was about to speak out to reprimand him, the seventh elder smiled wryly and said, "I don't know why I'm still alive."
"Brother Seven, sit down first, sit down first." The Eighth Elder walked over quickly, and helped the Seventh Elder, who was already on the verge of collapse, to the side and sat down.
The tenth elder also reacted, his face a little embarrassed.
"Well, Seventh Brother, I didn't mean that..." The ten elders, who were in their dozens, were blushing a little now.
The meaning of what he said just now was heard by others, as if he didn't want the Seventh Elder to live.
"It doesn't matter." The Seventh Elder shook his head and didn't care.
"This is indeed strange. To be honest, I feel strange myself." The seventh elder's face was also full of confusion.
That day, he received the power of Bone Douluo's last palm, and fell into the dense forest. Before losing consciousness, he ran desperately in one direction for a minute, and then fell to the ground exhausted.
At the last moment before he passed out, he used his soul bone's skills with the little soul power left.
"Camouflage", this is the skill of the only spirit bone on the Seventh Elder.
The lurking right leg bone is a soul bone he accidentally obtained from a thousand-year-old soul beast in his early years.
The skill allows him to blend his figure with the surrounding environment, achieving complete concealment.
Unfortunately, it is only invisible in appearance and perception.
If someone gets close, he can still touch his body.
He actually didn't think that this soul skill could allow him to escape.
Even though the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was attacked, there must have been casualties.
Under Wuhundian's actions like this, even if they haven't been famous yet, they all know each other.
The honeymoon period between Wuhundian and various forces on the mainland has ended, and the two sides are already hostile.
In this way, they have no reason to spare him a seriously injured title Douluo and not kill him.
What's more, under the large-scale search and arrest of Qibao Liulizong, there must be a great chance of discovering his existence.
At that time, even an unarmed ordinary person can capture this unconscious Title Douluo.
He was just holding on to that glimmer of hope that was almost immoral, struggling to the death.
However, what he didn't expect was that after he had been in a coma for nearly a day, no one really found him.
Afterwards, he carefully searched for the direction of retreat, trying to catch up with the large army of the Wuhun Temple, but he did not find any pursuers from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
This made it difficult for the Seventh Elder who had recovered his life to understand.
"Maybe it was because the sect lost too much, so they finally gave up hunting?" The ten elders put forward a reasonable guess.
"Now I can only think of it this way." Elder Seven nodded helplessly.
"It's good to be alive." The Eighth Elder patted the Seventh Elder's shoulder heavily.
As long as you live, there is still hope.
The Seventh Elder was stunned for a moment, and then showed a smile.
yes!It's good to be alive.
"Eh?" At this time, the Seventh Elder had the leisure to scan the crowd around him, and only then did he realize that something was wrong.
"What's the matter? What's the problem?" The tenth elder's heart tightened.
"No, it doesn't count as a problem, it's just a little strange..." the Seventh Elder said in confusion.
"Don't you think... there are too many people?"
"Too many people?" The Eighth Elder and the Tenth Elder were stunned.
What does too many people mean?
The Eighth Elder and the Tenth Elder looked around.
Originally, they were worried about the follow-up pursuit of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, their own injuries, the situation in the hall, and their unstable mentality, so they didn't care about other things at all.
Now after being reminded by the Seventh Elder, they just realized...
There seem to be quite a lot of people.
"What's going on here?" The tenth elder was a little confused.
"Haven't we been ambushed by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School? Shouldn't we be suppressed and about to be defeated? Why do we feel that there are not many people missing!"
Tell a joke, we were ambushed, we were routed, and none of us were missing!
This is funny!
"No, there are still fewer people." The Eighth Elder has sharp eyes, and he has roughly estimated the number of people in just a short while.
"One-fifth less." The Eighth Elder said incredulously.
This is not to say that the loss is too large, but that the loss is too small.
Even if their surprise attack on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was successful according to their original plan, they expected to lose at least a quarter of their manpower.
Otherwise, do you really think that the name of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect is just blown out?
Now, in front of them, although everyone seemed to be injured, many of them were not seriously injured. At first glance, more than half of them were seriously injured.
But what does it matter?
As long as it is not a broken arm or leg, as long as you return to the Wuhun Hall, there are plenty of healing soul masters for treatment.
It didn't take long for these people to become solid combat power again.
"TND! Which bastard is yelling nonsense there!" The tenth elder's violent temper came up.
He casually pulled the soul emperor who was closest to him, and sprayed saliva on the other's bewildered face.
"This is the defeat you are clamoring for! It can't be stopped!" The ten elders laughed angrily.
"That's it?"
Not many people died, so you lied like this?
Do you still have the face to call yourself the elite of Wuhundian?
The Soul Emperor looked aggrieved, but he didn't dare to refute.
It's not me who said those words, why are you always pointing at me and scolding me!
I'm just a Soul Emperor!
"Okay, old ten, that's enough." The Eighth Elder stopped him.
"It can only be said that we responded in a timely manner and retreated early. Otherwise, if we delay for a while, we may really not see a few people."
Thinking about it, this raid took only a quarter of an hour from breaking into Qibao Glazed Fort to retreating at the end.
Even if there is an ambush, but with the strength of Wuhundian, it is not possible to be slaughtered like a pig in such a short period of time.
Hearing what the Eighth Elder said, the Tenth Elder had no choice but to let go of the Soul Emperor's hand resentfully.
Seeing that he could escape, the Soul Emperor hurriedly backed away.
However, without knowing what he was thinking, he suddenly muttered: "If it wasn't for that lunatic making trouble, maybe I wouldn't even have to suffer this little injury."
He was not seriously injured, but his left arm was temporarily unable to use his strength.
Who knows, it was just a casual complaint from him, but it resonated with the people around him.
"TND! You also met a lunatic!" A soul saint with a gauze oozing blood wrapped around his head slapped his thigh fiercely and said.
"Yes? You also met?" Soul Emperor was taken aback.
"That's right!" Soul Sage spat and said angrily.
"I had a good fight with the people from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. That bastard suddenly pushed me and said 'get out of the way', and then I was almost fired!"
"Yes! And me! If it wasn't for that lunatic, I wouldn't have suffered that arrow!"
"The injury in my lower abdomen is also..."
"And I!"
"That's right! And me!"
All of a sudden, the crowd turned out to be furious, and almost half of the people present were sternly criticizing.
"Wait, who are you talking about crazy?" Elder Eight was confused.
"Are you talking about the same person?"
"How could there be many such lunatics." One person said indignantly.
"That's the only one! The crimson soul power, and the violent thunder..."
The Seventh Elder, who was still thinking about some lunatic, suddenly shivered.
This sounds...why does it look so familiar.
"What's his name?"
"The Mordrey Arc?"
"No, it seems to be called Mordelelle..."
"It's Mordred." The Seventh Elder corrected subconsciously.
"Yes! It's this grandson!" Everyone suddenly said,
"Brother Seven, do you know him?" Elder Ten glanced at Elder Seven.
"It's the one I said before, the one who was enshrined as a disciple..." The Seventh Elder's face turned dark.
Hearing these deeds of Mordred, he couldn't help but have the urge to cover his face.
He probably guessed why.
That kid must be crazy!
When that kid went crazy, he definitely didn't care about anything. When he saw the enemy, he seemed to go up and do it. If anyone hindered him, it would be good to push him. He was afraid that the kid would kill his own people in a hurry.
It's just that the range of this kid's madness is a bit wide!
It has affected so many people...
But that's not the point, the point is...
Why did you let this kid into this plan!
Doesn't this confuse them?
The seventh elder lamented inwardly.
"Oh, so it's that..." The Eighth Elder suddenly realized.
"Wait! No!" The Seventh Elder's complexion suddenly changed.
He nervously looked around in the crowd, as if looking for someone.
"Mordred! Where are you!" He suddenly yelled.
Something is wrong!With that kid's violent temper, hearing so many people scolding him, it's impossible for him to remain silent!
that kid won't be...
Thinking of some terrible possibility, his heart suddenly tensed up, and he could only hope that the kid was too seriously injured and fell into a coma, so he didn't respond.
Please, please don't...
Everyone looked at each other, seeing the eagerness of the Seventh Elder, so they also looked around for the figure of "Mordred".
finally……
"No..." The Seventh Elder swayed slightly, his voice trembling.
How could there be no...
that kid won't...
"He is dead." A hoarse voice sounded.
Among the crowd, a lonely and embarrassed figure stood up with a dejected expression.
"It's you? Xingluo's kid? You're called..." the Seventh Elder said anxiously.
"My name is Fang Cheng." Fang Cheng smiled miserably.
"Mordred is already dead. At the moment of the final retreat, in order to cover me, he was killed by a Soul Douluo from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School with his spirit avatar..."
"Blame me……"
"Mordred, dead?" The Seventh Elder was also stunned, and his tone was full of disbelief.
how come……
Seeing the heavy and lonely expression of the seventh elder, the tenth elder somewhat disapproved.
A soul emperor dies when he dies, why is this so.
Now I have to think about it, shouldn't it be how to deal with the Pope's accountability later?
As for enshrining there...
Even if it is a sacrifice, it shouldn't be possible to turn against them for such a soul emperor.
The Eighth Elder looked at the Seventh Elder, sighed, and finally just patted him on the shoulder heavily.
As for the others, except for those who also came from the Xingluocheng branch hall, who looked sad, the rest of them didn't have any sad expressions on their faces.
Rather, they felt that it was just right for such a deceitful bastard to die.
Don't come alive to entrap them again!
But at this moment, unaware that everyone in the Wuhun Hall is in different moods, in the Seven Treasures Glazed Fort that has suffered quite a bit of trauma, someone is standing on a railing.
"Seventh Elder, if it wasn't for me, you would have been killed by the furious old man this time. I saved your life, and it can be regarded as a replacement for the kindness you gave me before." A person who should have "dead" read softly .
"As for other people, cherish your hard-won second life!"
(End of this chapter)
