"I want to say that this matter is not over yet!"
A shopkeeper speaks amazingly
"What did Lao Zhang say?" Asked another man.
Lao Zhang sneered, "Do you think it’s okay to put up with the fact that two real people in the real fire refining workshop have fallen into a big fall?"
"I can’t stand it. What can I do? I can’t send Yuan Ying Zhenjun?" Another person got a fright.
"Hey, hey, it’s hard to say."
A few people are talking together, and suddenly there is a figure in the sky not far away, which is extremely fast and quickly comes to the crowd.
"seen adults"
These shopkeepers hurriedly got up and said hello.
Bearer is green falcon who commander campus Han.
Someone asked with a smile, "What do you mean when adults come here? But to customize a horcrux? "
Campus Han waved his sleeve robe and wrapped a tall notice stone tablet up from the ground.
Campus Han’s expression was silent, and he walked forward with a notice tablet, which attracted several eyes.
Chapter two hundred and seventy A crushing defeat
Zhen huo Lian qi Fang Hou Tang
Elder Zhang stayed up all night.
The night was too hard for him.
Failed
Planning an assassination for so long failed!
Although Liang Dan and Meng Han’s two lives will be exhausted, after all, it is the reality of then that died in vain.
Elder Zhang can’t swallow this tone.
This is not only the rise and fall of the real fire refining workshop, but also the face of the real fire door!
Ge Yong, the shopkeeper of the real fire refining workshop, walked into the back hall and saw the look of Elder Zhang’s slouches. He couldn’t help sighing in his heart and urged, "Elder Zhang, take a rest. It’s almost been a whole day."
"Everything happened last night, didn’t it?"
After a long time, the elder Zhang moved his lips and asked
GeYong looks pale and nodded his head.
Zhang elder face surges with a rage slowly clenched hate way "even if you don’t say I can guess! People outside must be gloating and watching me laugh! "
"Ge Yong, I’m telling you that I didn’t lose, and we didn’t lose the real firehouse, and we won’t lose!"
Ge Yong saw that Elder Zhang seemed to be too stimulated and had fallen into madness. He hurriedly said, "Elder Zhang has done this …"
Elder Zhang interrupted Ge Yonghan and said, "I’m writing this letter to Zongmen to ask Zongmen to send stronger monks to slay this ink spirit in the city!"
Ge Yong vaguely felt that Elder Zhang had lost his mind, but it was hard to say that he could euphemistically say, "This matter is important, so the clan may not agree, right?"
"Zongmen will promise! When has the real fire door ever suffered such a loss? Can you still be scared by a refiner with a lot of history? "
Elder Zhang said with a faint cold hum, "Through two years’ observation, I can bet that this ink spirit must control a unique gathering spirit technique with a high success rate! Slay Mo Ling, a spirit gathering technique, which naturally means I’m really angry. "
"But last night, the incident alarmed the green falcon guard, and it must have been known by Zhou Sunday. We can’t do it in the city, can we?" Ge Yong frowned slightly.
"Don’t worry"
Elder Zhang said, "It’s really hot to take care of me on Sunday, and the facade will never intervene in this matter."
Boom!
Elder Zhang’s voice just fell and suddenly there was an earth-shattering noise outside the door, as if a meteorite had fallen and hit the door of the real fire refining device.
Elder Zhang frowned slightly and waved, "Go and see what’s going on outside. I’ll write one!"
"yes"
Ge Yong turned away.
Elder Zhang pulled out a piece of stationery from the bag with a sullen face.
Ge Yonggang just went out and soon ran into the backyard with a flustered look and panting.
Elder Zhang picked up the letter he had just written, shook the ink and handed it to Ge Yong, saying, "The sooner you return this letter to Zongmen, the better!"
"This …"
Ge Yong didn’t answer, blanched and awkward.
"hmm? What happened outside? " Elder Zhang frowned and asked
GeYong wry smile way "elder zhang you still go out and have a look"
Elder Zhang’s left hand was holding stationery, and he looked dignified and strode towards the door.
Before walking to the door, Elder Zhang heard the noise outside the real fire refining workshop, and it seemed that several people gathered together and talked about it.
"This time, the real fire refining workshop was really a big fall."
"Yeah, it’s embarrassing."
"a complete failure"
"I don’t know who gave the idea to assassinate Mr. Mo. This person should be the biggest sinner in the real fire door!"
A series of disorderly sounds came, and Elder Zhang’s face became more and more ugly.
When he stepped out of the gate of the real fire refining workshop, the noise outside suddenly became much smaller.