Chapter 698 God's Envoy Falls

Seeing Wang Jinyu stepping up to greet him, the visitor also hurried forward a few steps and returned the salute with a smile on his face, "Yuexiang..."

Just as the visitor was about to call out his junior sister, he saw Wang Jinyu winking frantically at him.

He was not stupid, and he immediately understood the look of Wang Jinyu's envoy.

Although I don't know why. . .

However, the visitor still smiled and said, "Junior Brother Yuexiang."

"Junior Brother Yuexiang?"

Hearing this, Wang Hao was stunned for a moment, and his eyes were full of surprise when he looked at Wang Jinyu.

That look seems to ask again: How many names do you have?

Seeing this, Wang Jinyu also blushed slightly, her thin lips pursed softly, and said softly, "Brother Hao, this is my Taoist name."

"Oh~ so that's the case." Wang Hao smiled and said he understood.

And the Taoist who suddenly broke in just now:...

These two people. . . relation. . . It doesn't seem ordinary. . .

The Taoist glanced at Wang Hao in astonishment, and then smiled slightly.

This smile was not malicious, but just out of curiosity, just looking at Wang Hao.

"The young disciple newly received by the master of the Slaughter God seems to already have a sweetheart." The Taoist smiled secretly in his heart.

"Senior Brother Yiming, I dare to ask you to come to this small plane in person today, but is there any major event?" Wang Jinyu asked with a smile.

Daoists don't hide anything from Wang Jinyu.

After all, the relationship between the God of Slaughter and the God of Order has grown old, so there is no need to hide such trivial matters.

"Master Yuexiang... um, brother, I do have something to deal with for my brother's visit today." The Taoist chuckled lightly.

Intentionally or unintentionally, he glanced at the mysterious old man from the corner of his eye, and instantly glared at the mysterious old man's half soul.

"Oh? Does that senior brother need my help?" Wang Jinyu asked with a smile.

There is a big sense that as long as the Taoist nods, she will take action.

"Hahahahaha, thank you junior brother for your kindness, I don't need it for the time being.

If there is a need for the help of the junior sister, the brother will not be silent or silent. "The Taoist cupped his hands and laughed.

Hearing this, Wang Jinyu just smiled and said nothing.

Anyway, it's a foregone conclusion now.

Then, the mysterious old man was tragic.

I saw the Taoist show Wang Jinyu with a smile, then he changed his face and looked at the mysterious old man.

Feeling the incomparably cold eyes staring at him, the mysterious old man only felt that there was an incomparably sharp blade on his neck.

You may fall to the ground at any time.

Just a glance from the Taoist, the cold sweat on the back of the mysterious old man wet his clothes.

And the old man fell into silence directly, not saying a word.

"Today, the poor Daoist wants to kill this staff, do you have any objection?" The Daoist looked at the old Daoist and asked in a condensed voice.

"Senior, junior naturally dare not have any opinion.

but. . . He is a man of the Lord, the god of good and evil. . . "The old man said bitterly.

When the disciple of the God of Order in front of him came in person, he couldn't beg for mercy.

Because the relationship between the God of Order and the God of Good and Evil is really not very good.

However, even if the relationship is not good on the surface, the supreme god is the supreme god after all, and the uncle is the uncle after all.

Before the face is torn open and the window is opened to say something bright, respect must still be given.

Therefore, when Lao Dao mentions the God of Good and Evil, Daoists still have to show respect.

"For the uncle, the god of good and evil, Pindao naturally respects it very much." The Taoist smiled.

The old man and the mysterious old man breathed a sigh of relief.

However, I only heard the Taoist say, "But, this bastard, the poor Taoist will kill today!"

The Taoist changed his words and said coldly, his tone was extremely cold, and his killing intent was awe-inspiring.

"But..." Lao Dao wanted to rely on the God of Good and Evil to intercede again, but the Daoist didn't give him this chance.

I saw the Daoist waved his hand, interrupting Lao Dao's voice, and asked in a deep voice, "Don't you think that the god of good and evil will blame me for killing this little angel because of me. on you?"

As soon as these words came out, Lao Dao was shocked.

The mysterious old man was sweating profusely, and he couldn't even stand.

That's right, how could the dignified supreme god blame his nephew for the death of a small angel?

If he really blamed him, with the temper of the god of order, he might fall out with the god of good and evil on the spot.

"Okay, I know you're just here to intercede, and I think you know what's going on in front of you," the Taoist said faintly.

"Yes, senior knows." The old man sighed and said faintly.

The things in front of him are no longer in his hands.

Seeing Lao Dao take a step back, the mysterious old man was shocked, hurriedly crawled forward a few steps, and pulled Lao Dao's sleeve to beg for mercy.

"Sir, help, my lord! Help, my lord! Don't leave me alone, my lord!" said the mysterious old man in pain.

In front of him, his only hope of surviving is this old man.

"Ugh."

The old man closed his eyes and sighed without saying anything, nor did he plead for the mysterious old man.

If he pleads for the mysterious old man today, he will die here today.

At this time, the voice of the Taoist came.

"Beast! Do you still recognize me?" the Taoist asked.

This sound, like thunder, rang in the ears of the mysterious old man. The shocking mysterious old man's seven orifices bleed, his eardrums ruptured, and he couldn't start again, and he had no power to fight back.

In this regard, the mysterious old man did not dare to say anything, nor did he dare to insult.

Because the Taoist in front of him is not something he can provoke at all.

Even the old man behind him couldn't provoke him.

"Little... Little still remember your name, your name is Zuo Yiming..." The mysterious old man said intermittently.

Immediately, he begged for mercy again, "Sir, it's me who has no eyes, it's me who ate the gall of a bear's heart and a leopard, and it's me who's lost my mind.

Otherwise, how would I dare to trick you, Lord? "

The mysterious old man knelt in front of Zuo Yiming, kowtowed repeatedly, begging for mercy.

"Oh! I know I begged for mercy at this time? What about your former prestige?

Where has your former prestige gone?

Some days ago, where did you figure out where the majesty of my only flesh and blood went? "Zuo Yiming sneered and asked loudly.

"The only flesh and blood?!"

This time, not only the people from Dongli Continent, but also Lao Dao and Wang Jinyu were stunned.

Does the senior have flesh and blood in the East Li Continent? !

Wang Jinyu: Senior Brother Yi Ming is also from the mainland? !

As for Xiao Bai and the others, except for Duan Wuluo and Si Shibu, they all smiled slightly, and this smile was very meaningful.

Duan Wuluo and Si are not like:  …

what's going on? What are you laughing at?

Duan Wuluo and Sibu felt like they had just connected to the Internet and didn't know anything.

However, just as everyone was shocked, a scream came suddenly.

It was followed by the sound of the head landing, and the blood column erupted.

"Hey, is it a foregone conclusion?" The old man sighed faintly, but didn't say much.

Mysterious old man, death.

The gods fall.

It's too hard to like to die. It's too hard to die.