Chapter 1948 I Don’t Agree

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"Dark Lin Galaxy?" Uta Star, a gentle sigh came from a cave on a mountain peak. Three years passed in the blink of an eye, and a figure swept out of the cave. It was Zhuo Bufan who had been in seclusion in the cave for three years. avatar, dressed in black, with long black hair blowing in the wind

Dang, his body is filled with a cold and lonely smell.

At this moment, a train appeared in the sky, and soon, a figure came to the clone. It was Zhuo Bufan himself who was sent out of the golden space.

The two looked at each other and smiled. A ray of cyan soul flame in the clone flew into the divine sea of ​​the original deity, and the souls merged into one. The clone Blood Demon Rui turned into a black and red light armor covering Zhuo Bufan's whole body, and then transformed into A black outfit.

"Underworld Cult, Lian Shen Pavilion...I should settle the accounts with you three years ago!" Zhuo Bufan narrowed his eyes slightly, and two bright lights shot out from his pupils, exuding a hint of chill. . When fighting for the statue three years ago, Li Ling's slap knocked Zhuo Bufan into chaos. He failed to control his true energy in time and was sucked into the black hole. Although he got a lot of benefits from it, if there was a desperate situation inside, I'm afraid He has already become a ghost

pink.

As for Luo Hong, he obviously wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife. With his strength, he could completely stop Li Ling's palm, but Luo Hong turned a blind eye and was busy fighting for the statue. Even if Zhuo Bufan left a clone in advance, if he died, his strength would have been reduced by almost 70%. In the past three years, Zhuo Bufan's clone has not appeared. He knew that even if he showed up to refine the god Pavilion, I’m afraid Lian Shen Pavilion will also

Killing him will not do him any good.

The rule of this world is that the weak eat the strong, and the Lian Shen Pavilion didn't take him seriously at all.

"Since Lian Shen Pavilion treats me like this, don't blame me for being rude!"

Zhuo Bufan clenched his fist, carried the Ice Emperor Rain Sword on his back, turned into a stream of light, and flew towards the starry sky.

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Blackbird Star is a wild planet located in a remote area of ​​the Kraka Galaxy. After Zhuo Bufan killed the Qiuhuo of the Golden Scale Tribe three years ago, the Silver Tribe, Qingjia Tribe, and Diyi Tribe merged into one, and they now live here. within a galaxy.

But in the past three years, the life of the Yin tribe has not been easy. Zhuo Bufan is missing and his life and death are unknown. After Li Jing of the Ming sect learned that Yingsha was the person who helped the Yin tribe kill Qiu Holmium, he vented his hatred against Zhuo Bufan. On the silver tribe.

The members of the Hades sect directly injured the chiefs of the Yin, Qingjia, and Diyi tribes, took control of the Black Bird Star, and took the Yin, Qingjia, and Diyi tribes into their own hands. The Yin tribe once again fell into a state of being ruled. Tragic fate.

"Hurry up and work. If you can't finish it today, you won't be able to eat!"

In a mine, a guard of the Golden Scale Tribe held a long whip in his hand and whipped a Silver Tribe man hard. Immediately, a bloody whip mark was left on the latter's back, causing him great pain. Let out a shrill scream.

Although the Golden Scale Tribe lost Qiu Ho, they now have a stronger backer, so they are no longer afraid of the Silver Tribe.

This mine is one of the resources controlled by the Hades. Members of the Silver, Qingjia, and Diyi tribes are all arranged to work here without pay. Beatings and humiliations are commonplace.

The people of the Silver tribe dare not speak out when they are angry, so they can only work silently.

Roy, who had witnessed all this, clenched his fists. Three years ago, Zhuo Bufan helped the Silver Tribe regain their freedom, but now the Silver Tribe has once again fallen into a tragic fate.

"I must teach these guys from the Golden Scale Clan a lesson." Yin Ji bit her little silver teeth and cursed angrily. "Sister, the Golden Scale Tribe is now backed by the Ming Cult... We can't defeat them." On the side, Yin Kui took her arm and shook her head gently, "Even if Zhuo Bufan is still alive now, he can't help us. The Silver Clan, at least now the Ming Cult still has

We are not sold as slaves to people from the Silver Tribe. "

"Brother, if this continues, it won't be long before our Yin clan is sold as slaves." Yin Ji gritted her teeth and looked at Yin Kui.

Yinkui sighed and said: "This world is a place where the weak eat the strong. The only one to blame is that I don't have the strength to protect my own people."

When Yin Ji heard his words, her eyes were filled with mist, and she sighed and said: "If Master Zhuo is still alive now, people from the Golden Scale Clan and the Ming Sect wouldn't dare to do this to us."

"Is he alive? Even if he is still alive, can he compete with the Hades?" Yin Kui sighed softly. At this moment, two figures flew from the sky, wearing purple-patterned robes. They were disciples of the Ming Cult. They came directly to Yin Ji with a playful smile on their faces, "Miss Yin Ji, Our young master wants to treat you to a drink

. "

"I don't have time." Yin Ji frowned and frowned, and refused directly.

"Miss Yinji, my young master is asking you to give you face. Don't be shameless?" A disciple of the Underworld sect narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of threat in his tone.

Li Jing has been wanting to get Yin Ji for the past three years, but the Lian Shen Pavilion and the Ming Sect have been at war with each other for the past three years. They have only calmed down in the past few months, and now Li Jing only thinks of Yin Ji.

"If Miss Yinji doesn't give you face, I can't guarantee whether these servants of the Silver Tribe will die here today." The Ming Cult disciple squinted his eyes and looked at the Silver Tribe people working on the side with a threat. The meaning is self-evident.

Yin Ji looked at the suffering and humiliated names of the Silver clan, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded suddenly, with a somewhat miserable look on her face.

Yinkui clenched his fists, but never spoke. At this time, no matter what he did, he seemed so powerless.

Soon, Yin Ji followed two disciples of the Lian Shen Pavilion to a hall. Inside, there was a young man lying on the throne, and there were several thinly dressed Silver girls beside him.

"Oh, Miss Yin Ji is here, you all can go out." The young man waved his hand, and the girls from the Silver tribe glanced at Yin Ji, and with extremely complicated hearts, they exited the palace.

This young man is none other than Li Jing, Li Ling's son.

"Li Jing, how can you let the Yin people go?" Yin Ji looked at the other party and said. "To be honest, I really don't like the Yin clan. If I want to blame you, it's because you have something to do with that Shadow Killer. I hate him very much." Li Jing flew in front of Yin Ji, with a hint of teasing on his sullen face. Smiling, and then stretched out his fingers to lift Yinji’s

He lowered his chin, and there was a little bit of obscenity in his eyes, "But if you are willing to serve me well, maybe I will be kind and make you Silver people feel better."

Faced with such humiliation, Yin Ji bit her little silver teeth hard and clenched her palms into fists, "If I promise you, will you really let the Yin people go?"

"Look at my mood, young master!" A ghostly smile appeared at the corner of Li Jing's mouth.

"But what if I don't agree!" Just when Yin Ji closed her eyes and tears of humiliation flowed from the corners of her eyes, a faint voice containing cold murderous intent slowly sounded in the palace.