Age of Horror: I Have a Monster Editor Chapter 432

Before Yang finished speaking, he seemed to have thought of something.

The light of hatred in his eyes flickered, and the hands wrapped in the cuffs of the wide trench coat were slightly clenched.

Chen Long glanced at him and said indifferently, "Go back and have a good rest!"

"I'll call you again when the next time the spell formation is arranged!"

Wei Yang's body was shocked.

Since joining the Ten Thousand Demons Association, so many formations have been arranged. Is there a next time?

Wei Yang felt like an old goat who worked hard day and night, and felt a little resentful in his heart.

He raised his head slightly, and said with a gloomy face: "Chenlong, I have arranged so many magic formations in my gang?"

"Why isn't it finished yet?"

"When is it a head?"

"I joined the Ten Thousand Demons Association, not as a coolie!!"

"When I joined in, I promised to regularly give me the precious Spiritual Control Techniques, or the information about the Spiritual Control Formation!"

"There has been no new information for more than half a year, so it's time to give it to me!"

Wei Yang said a little indignantly.

Immediately after,

He suddenly thought of something, his eyes flashed with greed, and he said.

"Chen Long, or give me all the information about the magic array you are arranging!"

"In this case, for half a year, no, I will no longer ask the club for my benefits and shares!"

Chen Long sneered: "Weiyang, do your job well!"

"Wan Yaohui is not a charity hall!"

"What to ask and what not to ask!"

"If you don't understand such a simple truth, I don't mind helping you clear your mind!"

said,

Chen Long suddenly set off a very turbulent and majestic wave of demon spirits.

This terrifying coercion instantly fell on Weiyang's body.

Let the latter's shriveled and thin body tremble violently, and immediately tremble like a sieve!

Weiyang felt the terrifying pressure and demon spirit aura that was like the top of a mountain, and his old face was full of fear.

He hurriedly said, shaking like a sieve: "Hold... I'm sorry, Lord Chenlong!"

"I...it's my blunder!"

"Your lord has a lot, please don't...don't mind!"

"Humph!"

Chen Long snorted coldly, and took back all the surging and astonishing demon spirit aura.

Weiyang wiped the sweat from his forehead and barely stood still.

He said with a slight trembling.

"Lord Chenlong, if there's nothing wrong, I... I'll go back first!"

"Next time, wait for your call!"

Chen Long glanced at him coldly.

Just now, he didn't think about Yang's thought carefully, and he saw it clearly.

Chen Long said, "Remember, don't go back to the ruins of Fengjiang!"

"Your apprentice, if you die, you will die!"

"The Demon City Exorcism Bureau has lost so many elites over there, and now is the time to be on guard!"

"You have a life to go, but you may not have a life to come back!"

"Yes...Yes, Lord Chenlong!"

Wei Yang promised in his mouth, but his heart was full of injustice and resentment.

His body trembled slightly, he retreated to Chen Long, and slowly exited the mountain belly space.

Zimo behind Chen Long sneered in his heart when he saw Weiyang's embarrassed appearance.

He opened his mouth and said to Chen Long, "Lord Chen Long, just let him go?"

Chen Long let out a faint "um".

"Wait until all the big formations are arranged, and then find a chance to do it!"

"This old man is still useful to us now!"

Zimo nodded respectfully.

He thought about what happened just now and asked.

"My lord, what if that stupid old man really went to the ruins of Fengjiang?"

Chen Long's eyes flashed slightly: "The old man is also a destruction-level strength!"

"There are also a few brushes in the Imperial Spirit Art and the Art Formation. If something happens, you should be able to escape!"

Zimo nodded and said no more.

Chen Long thought of the current progress of the magic formation, and then said: "Go and send a few people to follow from afar!"

"Don't get too close!"

"Yes, my lord!"

The mouse responded.