Chariot of Doom

I also don't want to make the mystery of fire difficult, he can leave but I don't want to do it, he leaves it to the grand elder to attack him. He thinks this person is very good, although he is still young. But enthusiasm, sincerity, and wit, there are many advantages worth exploring and learning.

I said, "Okay, I decided to go with you."

"Brother Yang", Huo Xuan looked at me worriedly.

I patted Huo on the shoulder and said, "It's okay, I'm not afraid of the shadow slanting."

"I'll go with Brother Yang," Huo Xuan said.

Tree I nodded.

A group of people left and came to a hall more than thirty miles away.

The plaque in this hall reads three large characters: "Presbyterian Church".

There are more than a dozen Wuwei outside.

I said, "I heard the old man's wife had a good time with other men."

"thump"

Many people laughed, and the corners of their mouths twitched, but how dare this boy humiliate the elders? You don't want to live?

"What are you talking about, kid?"

The old man looked at me viciously, as if he wanted to eat fiercely.

I said, "Is it true that the elders don't know?"

"Do you want to die, young man?" The old man looked at Mori angrily.

"Look, I'm telling you the truth, you're still angry, are you calm?" I shrugged.

"Son, what nonsense, do you believe that the old man will kill you?" The old man looked at Senwo coldly.

"How do you know I'm talking nonsense? Do you have proof that what I'm saying isn't true?

I entered the hall with others, and there were more than twenty people there, all of whom were elders of the Flame Tribe. The old man sitting in the first place is tall and big, with a burly figure, wearing animal skins, and carrying a fire snake on his left shoulder.

Old man, I feel a little dangerous. This man is the Great Elder of the Fire Clan, a monk of the elder class.

The elder is now quite brazenly confronting the patriarch because he has broken through to the realm of true immortality.

Although there are only real gods in the first largest realm, the Yuanxian Kingdom and Chongtian Kingdom, the real gods are real gods, from mortals to fairies.

When a person's strength is strong, his strength will expand, and this is an aging person. Coupled with his father's injury, the elders saw a chance to take over. He would have done it long ago if he hadn't been worried that his father would despair. There is a bit of convergence in what I've been doing before, but I don't know why it's become so unbridled this time around.

Except for the elders, the remaining 20 elders have not broken through to the realm of real immortals, but they are also extremely powerful. These elders are clearly divided into two waves, one wave belongs to the line of the elders, and the other wave belongs to the line of the patriarch.

"Grandpa, I brought that man," said the wolf.

The old man nodded, squinted his eyes to look at the fire, and said softly: "The young patriarch is here too."

He didn't stand up on purpose, however, and it was clear that the young patriarch didn't see much flame in his eyes.

The other elders, whoever their supporters were, rose to meet the fire.

Huo nodded and took his place. He glanced at the old man and said, "When I heard that the old man was going to interrogate my friend, I came to see it."

"Then just sit back and watch." He said in the usual way, and then turned to me and asked, "Boy, are you a flame tribe spy sent by hostile forces to infiltrate us?"

I smiled and said, "It doesn't seem so good."

"Do you have evidence to prove that it was not sent by hostile forces?" the old man continued, aggressively.

I was a little speechless by this old fox-like guy.

He thought about it and said, "No."

"Since it's not there, it is." The old man said with a sneer.