Chapter 359: Meeting an Old Friend in the Underground Poison Temple

Ming Yuezhao's fighting spirit was just about to bloom, but he suddenly suppressed it.

His face turned red, and he almost felt internal injuries.

Brothers and sisters, can you please slow down and give me a chance to show off...

He followed behind with a sullen stomach, always vigilant, and if there was any sign of trouble, he would take action immediately!

Soon after walking out of the illusion formation, the scene in front of them changed, and two young men in gray robes appeared in front of everyone.

Just when the two men were about to raise their right hands to salute, Ming Yuezhao punched them without saying a word.

"boom!"

Snap!

The two were unprepared and were punched five to six meters away. They vomited blood and fell to the ground. Their heads tilted and they passed out.

Well!

Zhang Xing and others looked at Ming Yuezhao with wide eyes and strange eyes.

Is this kid having a seizure?

You were fine along the way, like a good baby, but why did you go crazy when you got somewhere?

Ming Yuezhao also looked embarrassed.

"This...I..."

I can't explain why my face is so red. Can you tell me that I also want to show off and show my presence in front of the young master?

cannot! It would make everyone laugh even more if I said it out loud.

I regretted it after punching. The two opponents did not use any fighting spirit at all. Their postures were clearly the etiquette of greeting guests.

The movement here quickly attracted the attention of several people in front of the gate of an underground castle not far away.

He walked over quickly and helped up the two injured and unconscious young people. Seeing that their lives were not in danger, he breathed a sigh of relief.

At first, a skinny old man had an angry look on his face and said sternly: "We sent disciples here to invite us with good intentions, but you are so vicious. Are you here to seek revenge?"

"Let me tell you, this is the Wasteland Poison Palace, and you are not allowed to run wild!"

Upon hearing that it was the Poison Palace, Mingyue Zhao's eyes lit up and he quickly stepped forward to salute.

"Senior, I was reckless just now. I was really nervous when I came in. I accidentally injured a disciple of your palace. The consequences will be borne by the next person. I will do whatever I want without any complaints!"

After staring at Ming Yuezhao for a while, I saw that his attitude was very sincere, his head lowered, and he didn't look like he was perfunctory.

His expression softened a bit: "Who are you and what's the business of coming here?"

"Junior Mingyuezhao, my father was once a member of the Poison Palace!"

Ming Yuezhao raised her head slightly, looked at the old man and said.

"The bright moon shines?"

After thinking for a moment, the old man suddenly raised his eyes: "Is your father Ming Shanhe?"

"Yes, senior, my father is Ming Shanhe, the third-level poison master of the Poison Palace!"

Ming Yuezhao straightened up and looked at the old man with somewhat complicated eyes.

The old man looked carefully up and down. No wonder he felt a sense of déjà vu when he saw it. It turned out to be the child of an old friend.

Like, so similar, eyebrows, eyes, nose, face shape, they are all carved from the same mold.

"Brother Shanhe, are you okay now?"

The old man excitedly stepped forward and grabbed Ming Yuezhao's hand.

"My father... was unfortunately killed ten years ago..."

Mingyue Zhao's painful voice was choked with sobs.

"What? Brother Shanhe is gone?"

The old man's body swayed and he was a little unsteady on his feet. He was obviously shocked by the bad news.

"Senior, what's wrong with you?"

Mingyuezhao quickly supported the old man, feeling a little moved in her heart. This was the first time that an outsider was grieving for her father.

"I'm fine, I'm a little sad for a moment, hey!"

"First come with me and talk in detail. Your father and I are life-and-death friends, and I have been inquiring about him for so many years."

"Oh! Who are these?"

The old man sighed sadly and turned to look at Zhang Xing and the others.