Beast Summoner

"Lord Holy Son, do you think I have any other choice? Do you dare to stay with you?" Gu Ci shrugged his shoulders and said with a wry smile.

"Not necessarily. If you leave now, it might still be too late! After you get in, if you want to leave, you won't have the chance!" Li Zhenbang raised his eyebrows and said half-jokingly, half-seriously.

"Really? Let's forget it! I'm a timid person, and I'm afraid of being reckoned with by Queen Qiu!" Gu Ci shook his head.

Li Zhenbang chuckled lightly, and without saying a word, he directly picked up Li Ruoyue by the waist, and then walked into a cave without hesitation under the stunned gaze of the undead tribe.

Gu Ci glanced at the blood pool for the last time. He knew that if he took this step, he would never be able to turn back. He would most likely die in a cave like the other people who broke into the cave.

However, he did not hesitate, took a deep breath, and followed Li Zhenbang into the cave.

A few minutes after Li Zhenbang and Gu Ci entered the cave, a loud noise erupted in the blood pool. Everyone in the blood pool hurriedly turned their heads to look. It turned out that the burning bird egg that Li Zhenbang left in the blood pool exploded.

Si Dun appeared in everyone's sight in a very embarrassed state.

Weston glanced around the blood pool, but found no trace of Li Zhenbang. He flashed, grabbed a person who was relatively close to him, and roared loudly, "Asshole, where is the person?"

The person who was caught was so frightened that he trembled all over and did not dare to breathe. He stammered: "He...they...go...go!"

"Left? Bastard! What bastard took them away? Don't you want to live anymore?" Weston thought that some guardian had taken them away, and he became furious.

"No... no one dared to pick them up, they broke in on their own!"

"They broke in by themselves? You mean they broke into the cave by themselves?" Weston asked with eyes wide open and a look of disbelief on his face.

"Yes, I saw them break in with my own eyes! It wasn't just me, they all saw it too! It was that cave!" The person who was caught calmed down, his speech returned to normal, and he pointed at Li Zhenbang and the others to break in.

The cave responded.

"What about the Saint? Did she also go in with them?" Weston asked eagerly.

"Uh...by the Saint...by that guy...forcibly kidnapped and brought in!" The person who was caught secretly complained in his heart. He really didn't know how to answer. It can't be said that the Holy Girl took the initiative to have sex with others.

Is he going to leave? Then, in a fit of rage, Weston beat him up again and again. Is he unjust?

"Forcibly taken away? Then why didn't you stop them? Did all of you grow up eating shit? Can't you even stop one person?" Weston gave the person he caught a hard blow.

mouth.

The person who was caught took advantage of the situation and rolled on the ground a few times, rolled away far away, and then lay on the ground without daring to move, for fear of being caught back by Weston again.

With so many people in the blood pool, Weston couldn't let him catch him alone and cause trouble. He couldn't hold Weston's mouth off a few times.

Seeing that the person he caught lay motionless on the ground, Weston ignored him and grabbed another person.

"Why didn't you stop him?" Weston shouted angrily.

"Then...that's the Holy Son! We don't dare to take action!" The person who was caught hurriedly explained.

"Fart! I said he is not the Holy Son, he is not the Holy Son! You dare to support the false Holy Son, you should be damned!" As soon as Weston finished speaking, he slapped the person he caught so hard that his brains exploded.

Not even the soul escaped.

Weston caught one person again and asked fiercely: "Why didn't you stop them? Did you all betray the high priest?"

"We...we..." The person who was caught rolled his eyes, his mind was spinning, and he did not dare to speak easily. The person whose soul was beaten to death just now was a lesson learned from the past.

Suddenly he had an idea and remembered the words of the guy who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, and hurriedly explained: "Actually... it's actually because the saint was held hostage by him, and we all dare not act rashly! What if we get hurt?

Holy girl, we are all bound to die for our sins!"

"And... and we are also worried about your safety! You are the sage of our undead tribe and the pillar of our undead tribe. What should we, the undead tribe, do if something happens to you?"

"Huh! What does a false saint want to do to me? I'm dreaming!" Weston didn't slap the person to death this time, nor did he give him a mouth, but just pushed the person aside.

Weston looked around, pointed at the people in the blood pool, and finally cursed them as trash and ignored them.

Everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to speak. Weston's status in the undead clan was just a little lower than that of the high priest, and even above the high priest to a certain extent. After all, the high priest still called him

Teacher, so no one dares to complain about Weston. Even if they do, they only complain in their hearts and don't dare to show it at all.

Weston came to the entrance of the cave and shouted at the entrance: "Get out of here!"

It has to be said that Weston and Li Zhenbang formed a sharp contrast. These guardians who had been summoned by Gu Ci for a long time without even seeing a single figure came out of the cave one by one amid Weston's angry curses.

.There were five people in total, including the person who led Li Zhenbang and others to the blood pool.

The five people looked at Weston nervously, especially the guardian who escorted Li Zhenbang and the others into the blood pool. He tried his best to hide his body behind the others, but there were only five people here including him. He

Even if you want to hide it, you can't.

Although he is a saint-level powerhouse, he can't even think of resisting when facing Weston. Not just him, but others too. They can ignore Gu Ci, or even the Holy Son.

But they dared not ignore Weston.

Weston glanced at the five people coldly, "You made the right choice by not taking the initiative to lead them out of the blood pool, otherwise I would not have spared you in the first place! But..."

Hearing Weston's words, the guardian who led the Son and his party to the blood pool subconsciously shrank his neck and his heart twitched.

"Which of you brought them into the blood pool?" Weston glanced at the group of people with burning eyes.

The guardian who brought the Son and his entourage to the Blood Pond knew that something bad was going on when he saw the Son and Weston fighting. No matter who among them lost or won, he would have nothing to do with it.

It's just that he has been holding on to a fantasy in his heart. Even if he can't escape, he hopes that Weston or the final winner among the Sons will not embarrass him too much for the sake of his strict compliance with the rules.

But now it seems that this hope is about to be shattered. If the Holy Son wins, then the blood pool he brought the Holy Son and his party to will definitely be meritorious. If Weston takes the Holy Son and his party down

, it’s not necessarily a bad thing for him either.

What he fears most is the current situation. Weston suffered a loss at the hands of the Holy Son, but was not seriously injured. The Holy Son ran away, and he took the Holy Girl with him. So he took the Holy Son and his party with him.

People who come to the blood pool naturally become the target for Weston to vent his anger and finally take the blame.

Although the other four people did not speak, they all turned their attention to the guardian who brought the Holy Son into the blood pool.

Weston pointed at the guardian, "Yu Dazhao, you are sorry for your name! Other people's traitors are all cunning, cunning and clever, but what about you? You really don't live up to your name at all!"

"Sir, I'm really sorry to disappoint you! The Jian in my name is Jian who insists on being strong, not cunning Jian. But starting from today, I will change my name to the Jian you want, and I will try my best to never be cunning again.

Don't make such stupid and low-level mistakes!" the guardian said angrily.

From the look on his face, it was obvious that he was deeply remorseful and annoyed that his name was different from what Weston said.

"Is this a matter of name? Why did you lead a group of unknown people into the blood pool? Don't you know the rules of the blood pool? You didn't know them and received some benefits from them, right?"

Weston's eyes widened and he glared at Yu Dajian fiercely.

"Sir, what an injustice! What you don't know is that I have never met them, and I have never received any benefits from them! They are carrying the great prophet's handwriting, and I do everything in accordance with the rules and regulations.

Yes!" Yu Dajiao hurriedly shouted injustice.

"According to the rules and regulations? Then how did you let in three people? Can't a single oracle only be used by two people?" Weston yelled angrily.

"Sir, they have two manuscripts! Three people came in with two manuscripts, and I had to let them go!" Yu Dajiao hurriedly defended.

"But after we saw what they did in the blood pool, we all decided not to let them leave the blood pool, so we violated the rules and regulations and did not respond to the high priest's order. We hope that the wise man will do it in front of the high priest.

Give us a nice word!"

"Sir Sage, I made the mistake, and I am willing to bear the responsibility. However, I still hope that Sage, for the sake of my dedicated service to the undead tribe, can excuse me! With your prestige, I

I believe you can save my little life!" Yu Dazhao looked at Weston nervously, his eyes full of pleading and hope.

At this time, Yu Dazao was secretly glad that fortunately it was three people who came in instead of five, otherwise it would be really difficult for him to explain.

Weston kept saying that the Holy Son was fake. If he said that because the other party was the Holy Son, he made an exception and let the other party in, then he would be in even more trouble.

Weston's expression softened a little, but he still said coldly: "Whether I will protect you or not depends on how you behave next! Since the person has run away, then follow me in to arrest him! He has been caught.

, I will naturally help you. If the Saint does something wrong, you will be adding to your sins!"