Wow!
The Kunlun disciples who were still able to move looked over.
Only by the bright moonlight could they see that they were two men dressed in black robes, both of which had bizarre and ancient totems engraved on them, and when Dongyang saw them, he couldn’t help but narrow his eyes, “Black Prison!”
Jie Jie’s strange laughter came out of the duo’s mouth.
Revision Wind said in a cold voice, “What can I do for you?”
“I am Mark.” The one on the left stepped out and was the second-in-command of the Black Prison, he said, “Mr. Fixing Wind, the two of us have no malice in coming here, we just want to form an alliance with Kunlun to deal with Qin Hai.”
Dong Yang then whispered, “Master Uncle, not long ago the Black Prison was pierced by the people of the underground legacy clan, and the lords of the Black Prison, Dai En and Mark, fled to an unknown destination.”
Revision Wind nodded and said in a cold voice, “So they are two defeated dogs.”
Dai En, as the Lord of Black Prison, still had the ability to hold back, while Mark, who was on the side, was trembling and his breath was more than a little up and down, obviously the destruction of Black Prison had haunted him, and at this moment, being mentioned, he sneered and said, “I think in the near future, Mr. Fixing Wind may not be better than the two of us.”
He said in a cold voice, “What did you say?”
He said in a cold voice, “What are you saying?” Mark did not panic, his tone remained calm, “I am just telling the truth.”
The amended wind was furious.
He wanted to strangle the guy to death.
Then Dongyang hurriedly said, “Master uncle, it is not appropriate to be making enemies now, and Dain and Mark can be our friends.”
Revision Wind sneered, then threw this Mark out and said in a cold voice, “What do you want?”
Only then did Dai En speak up, “I want Mr. Fixing Wind to help us rebuild Black Prison.”
“If Qin Haihai doesn’t die, Black Prison is just a joke.” Revision Wind despised.
Dai En said in a cold voice, “Then just let him die.”
Fixing Wind snorted with laughter at once.
Qin Hai’s Dragon Seeking Dao Skill had already reached the eighth level, and he was himself a Seven Killers Fierce God Destiny, so no one would be able to kill Qin Hai unless a king expert of the Gods One Clan made a move, but how could a king expert of the Gods One Clan make a move so easily?
“It’s simply a fool’s dream!” Revision Wind despised.
Dai En said, “Even if we can’t kill Qin Hai, we can still buy enough time.”
“Say.” Revision Wind said in a deep voice.
At one side, Mark said, “We can be sure that Qin Hai will kill tomorrow.”
Fixing Wind and the rest of Kunlun frowned at once.
After all, they had just left tonight, so it was a bit unlikely that they would come tomorrow, but Mark said, “Qin Hai is the best at shooting back, he will never give his enemies any chance, so I’m sure none of you here would expect him to come tomorrow, right? So he will definitely come! Moreover, he will go straight for Kunlun’s vitals.”
Amendment Wind narrowed his eyes.
And Dongyang was a little flustered.
Kunlun wanted to kill?
That must be the young disciples hidden in Kunlun’s Yao Chi, if these people met with misfortune, Kunlun would really exist in name only.
“What are you trying to say?” Revised Wind said.
Mark said, “Even if Qin Dahai is strong, he is only one person after all. Moreover, tomorrow’s battle will be absolutely fierce, so Qin Dahai will not bring his disciple with him. I heard that old sir is very interested in the Dragon Searching Dao Skill, I just don’t know if old sir can be sure of obtaining the Dragon Searching Dao Skill if he captures his disciple?”
“Just a brat, old man, I have a thousand ways to make him talk!” Revised Wind said in a cold voice.
Mark said coldly, “Tomorrow at the Kunlun Yaochi, it will definitely be Mu Rong who will make the move, my elder brother will go there with Mr. Dongyang, and I only hope that old sir can pester Qin Hai, as for that brat, just leave it to me.”
“That’s fine.”
Revised Wind said, “But you’d better not play tricks with me!”
“Of course not, we’re just going to rebuild the Black Prison.” Mark said respectfully.
Fixing the wind also did not want to say more, then left the place, while Dongyang entertained Dain and Mark to rest, and when Dongyang in left, there were clearly two people sitting in the silent room, but there was no sound of breathing.
Nor did he know how long.
A subtle breeze blew by.
Dain and Mark got up at that moment, and as a blue light lit up, soon a member of the One Clan of the Gods appeared in the same place. If Qin Hai were here, he would have recognised that this was Shakes, who had robbed Tian Shanhe in the first place, and with a playful smile on his lips, he opened his mouth and asked, “Has the amendment wind agreed?”
“Not bad.”
Dai En said, “Now Kunlun simply can’t stop Qin Hai and Mu Rong from joining forces, so he only has to agree to our plan.”
“This old thing.” A cold smile flashed in Shakes’ eyes as he said, “Faking his death for decades, how dare he deceive even the great gods, he deserves to die!”
“Before he dies, let him make his final dedication to the gods.” Mark laughed grimly.
Shakes nodded slowly and got up, “Tomorrow everything will go according to plan.”
“Yes!”
These two were the ones who responded.
Shakes gave a wry smile and quickly disappeared into the room.
The east was white with fish belly.
The sun was slowly rising.
Inside the hotel.
Mu Rong was sitting on his knees, the room was decorated with a number of ca*seroles, the strong smell of herbs made Xiao Hai find it a little difficult to breathe, but Qin Hai was not affected at all, he was sitting on his knees behind Mu Rong, his body’s true qi was constantly transferred in, while Mu Rong was breathing steadily, holding the heirloom jade seal in his hand, mysterious energy seeped in, together with Qin Hai’s true qi and his own true qi, was rapidly repairing the injuries in his body.
When the day was completely bright, a flush flashed across Mu Rong’s face and his eyes opened with a great flash of light.
The corners of his mouth lifted slightly as he got up and walked over to the window, watching the Haitongqing fly by in the sky, and said, “Senior Uncle, how does it feel?”
“Much better.”
Mu Rong nodded and said, “After I recuperate for a day, I will be fine.”
“That’s good.” Qin Hai nodded and said, “On the matter of Kunlun, then I will trouble Senior Uncle.”
Mu Rong said, “Just don’t worry.”
“What about me?” Xiao Hai asked.
The corners of Qin Hai’s mouth lifted again.
When Xiao Hai saw it, he felt his scalp tingling, his intuition told him that this smile of his master was very unfriendly, so he said, “Master, you can have only one disciple, me.”
“What are you afraid of?” Qin Hai frowned and said, “Look at you.”
“Nonsense.” Xiao Hai muttered, “You calculate people to death, so it’s strange that you’re not afraid.”
“Just stay honestly at the hotel.” Qin Dahai spoke.
Xiao Hai immediately patted his chest and said, “That’s good, that’s good.”
Mu Rong shook his head in amus*ment, but looked at Xiao Hai with a bit of pity, after all, becoming Qin Hai’s disciple and being counted on by Qin Hai that once or twice was inevitable.
