Chapter 903 Thanksgiving

Ye Ziheng and the others are not fools either. Hearing this, they completely understood the meaning of what the cult warrior said.

"Who are the two guardians you mentioned, and what is their position in your cult?"

The warrior looked at Ye Ziheng with a sneering smile on his face, but it seemed that this sarcasm was not for Ye Ziheng to see.

"Since the sect is unkind to us, then don't blame me for being unrighteous. You want to know about the sect, right? You want to know what the two guardians are, right? Well, I'll tell you everything now."

"In the sect, the highest status is our sect leader, but he generally doesn't like others to call him this title, but let us call him the king. Below him are the three strongest warriors of our Tianxing sect, The cultivation bases are all in the Ninth Grade Realm, and they are called the Three Protectors, and they were obtained through promotion all the way up by the adults."

Ye Ziheng nodded after hearing this, and asked again.

"Then who are these three protectors and what are their names, do you know?"

The warrior nodded and was about to say something, but at this moment, a voice suddenly came from far and near.

"I don't really like being introduced by others, so let me introduce myself."

As he spoke, a man in a purple robe slowly descended from the sky, with a smile on his face, he looked at Ye Ziheng and nearly a thousand warriors.

"Nearly next week, Mr. Hades Snake King sit down, the second protector is also."

As soon as Ye Ziheng heard the title, a bright light appeared in his eyes and looked at Zhou Muran, but before he had time to say anything, a roar came suddenly.

"Zhou Muran! I didn't expect to hit you, a thief! You actually betrayed the sect and became a running dog of a cult. You have no shame!"

After hearing this, Ye Ziheng and Zhou Muran turned their heads and looked in the direction of the voice.

It was a fifth-rank disciple. Ye Ziheng had almost no communication with him, and he didn't know him, but the man was wearing the uniform of a disciple of the Black Humen, so Ye Ziheng probably guessed something .

But Ye Ziheng didn't interrupt immediately, but watched quietly, he wanted to hear how Muran and the disciples of Heihumen would argue this week.

"Oh, I didn't expect someone to remember me. This surprised me. I thought, you should have forgotten me."

Hearing this, the disciple of Heihumen couldn't help but sneered, and continued.

"Forget, hehe, we can forget this, but can you forget it yourself! If the suzerain hadn't brought people to the place of trial to search for it, would you have come back alive! If the suzerain hadn't asked people to cook ten Quan Da Bu Soup! Can you recover so quickly! You are not grateful, and it’s fine to run away, but now you are still turning to a cult and helping the evildoers, won’t your conscience hurt!

After hearing what the Black Humen disciple said, Ye Ziheng seemed to have noticed something.

The place of trial, searching, healing and healing, and finally ran away. The more Ye Ziheng thought about it, the more he felt familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

While Ye Ziheng was thinking, Zhou Muran over there laughed again, full of sarcasm.

"Grateful? Save me? Hahaha, it's so ridiculous, is he trying to save me? He's just trying to get out of my mouth what happened below, and then run to find his brother, that's all, save me, If I am useless, he is willing to use those treasures to save me!"

(to be continued)