God Level Demon

"What are you talking about?"

Just at this time, a voice sounded.

Two or three people came in the distance. One of them was wearing a gorgeous robe, and he was so arrogant that his body exudes a luxurious atmosphere. It is indispensable to see his identity.

And this young man is followed by two old people, the dragon is walking, the momentum is dignified, walking over, like a mountain, it is a cultivator in the early days of the gods, and its strength is no less than Tan Bo.

When I saw these three people coming, Tan Bo suddenly got a big jump and quickly said, "How often do you come? You have a long way to meet, and there is a long way to meet."

He suddenly recognized that the man in this robes was not an ordinary person, but the third son of the temple of the soul, Chang Chi, and the two of them were the left arm and right arm of Changchi, and also the elders of the soul hall. .

After all, among the elders of many soul temples, the status of different people is also very different, with a difference of three or six.

Not to mention, this is the son of the Lord of the Soul, the equivalent of a king of a country, where he dares to arrogant in front of the other side.

"This time I came out and walked out. The purpose is to find the murderer who killed my big brother. It seems to be called Wutaidou." Changchi murderous, "The murderer is very arrogant, after killing my big brother, actually still Dare to leave a name, provoked his father to anger, vowed to catch the murderer, corpse corpse."

"Right, have you found anything, do you know what is going on?"

He looked at Tan Bo.

"No, I just arrived in Huaining City, and there is no clue." In fact, Tan Bo came to Huaining City to trace this matter.

Now the main hall of the Temple of the Soul is under the command of the world, and the entire blood soul continent is shaken. Even these elders are sent to the world to search for the murderer Wu Taidou.

"But, look at you and you know that you don't know anything."

Chang Chi didn't care too much. Soon his attention was on Xia Ping and Liu Rulan. Especially when I saw Liu Rulan, the eyes suddenly lit up. Although Liu Rulan is now easy to cover, it covers the beautiful face, but it is unique to the body. The temperament, as well as the body and charm, are enough to make the man move and exude an unusual style, which makes people feel like they are moving.

"Zhuohao, who is this lady?"

Chang Chi asked, the tone of anger was instigated, and asked questions to Xia Ping, as if the boss asked his subordinates.

"My woman."

Xia Ping faintly, grabbed Liu Rulan's slim waist, and the plump figure clung to his body. Suddenly, Liu Rulan was a red face, but there was no struggle, as if the whole person was soft on him.

"Yes, I will send it to my room when I wait. I will say a few words to my father for you." Chang Chili said of course, he wants to ask Xia Ping for Liu Rulan.

For him, this is a common little thing. As the son of the temple of the soul temple, the status is honorable. Like the emperor, going to the major cities of the blood soul mainland is equivalent to condescending and micro-serving private visits.

Whenever you arrive in major cities, those big families, or the cadres of the Temple of the Soul, will go to the front bar and let him know what he likes.

Even if he looks at something, he doesn't need to talk nonsense, he will send it directly, even if he sends his wife and daughter to serve, he will not hesitate.

As long as he can please his favor, I am afraid that I will get the benefits of Tianli immediately.

In fact, his father Chang Shisheng is also the same. As the owner of the Temple of the Soul, he often visits in private, and he is always in love. He does not know how many illegitimate children left in the Blood Soul continent.

Hearing these words, Liu Rulan's face is very ugly, because she knows that in the blood soul mainland, the male is superior to the female, in the feudal society, the woman basically does not have much status.

In particular, some big people, watching a beautiful woman, even if the street is snatching, it is not a matter, who dares to resist, then killed on the spot.

"Send it to your room?"

Xia Ping looked at Changchi's eyes as if he was looking at an idiot: "Who do you think you are, how many pounds do you have? How do you think that the son of the temple is very great?!"

"Normally, I don't care for your father's face. You really think that you have the ability. Believe it or not, I will interrupt all three legs on the spot. I am going out here today."

what? !

Not only Tan Bo, but even the cadres of Huaining City Branch were stunned and stunned. They didn’t expect Zhuo Hao to dare to say such a thing, facing the son of the Temple of the Soul, and swearing back. Nothing to give face.

Is this guy not afraid of the soul of the temple, Chang Shisheng, angry? !

Tan Bo is so aggressive, although he knows that Zhuo Hao and the previous seems a bit different, too mad, but did not expect to be arrogant to this extent, even the son of the temple dare to offend.

"Zhuo Hao, you are a big dog, you dare to talk like this often, do you know what identity you are?!" An old man screamed and yelled at Xia Ping, angry.

Changchi's face is very dark, black like coke, a stomach fire.

When he came out for a long time in private service, he was the first time he met the soul of the temple, which was so unfamiliar to him. It was clear that he was hitting his face in person.

But just let him ask for a woman, and actually arrogant to this extent, it really does not matter.

"What identity?"

Xia Ping sneered: "This kid is nothing but the son of the temple of the temple. The son of the temple does not know how much. He often counts things and dares to yell in front of me."

"Now give me the hall of the soul hall, otherwise don't blame me."

He issued an order-by-customer order.

Tan Bo and others are scared. Although they know these facts, they can't be said at all. This is a big rebellion. It is simply a pumping of the face of Chang Chi. There is no room for it.

"Miscellaneous things."

Changchi was completely stunned, and the lungs almost burst into bursts: "Zhuo Hao, this dog hybrid, leaning against the old dog stuff, the tiger is not angry, you really treat me as a sick cat."

"I still dare to ask me to get out? On, you immediately took down this old thing, abolished him, what happened, I often take care of it, I want him to know what is called a gentleman, blood splash three ruler!"

"When I have been a dog for so long, I dare to turn over and fight against the owner. Is it against him?!"

These words of Xia Ping were hitting the pain in his heart, and he was so angry that he had seven holes of smoke. Yes, he is not the only son of the lord. He is not even hopeful to be the next lord.

And among the many sons, he is also unhappy.

But no matter what, he is still the son of the temple of the soul temple, still the emperor, who can tolerate people blowing their noses and eyes on his face, which is simply on the head of the age.

He immediately ordered the two elders of the soul temple to work with Xia Ping, completely abolishing him.

"Yes, often less!"

The two elders of the soul hall looked at each other and immediately moved toward Xia Ping.