Prehistoric: Twelve Golden Immortals At The Beginning Of The Game

Listening to these words, Bai Qiong's expression gradually became cold. After a while, he said solemnly:

"Okay, just do as you said."

There is no more news on the token side,

Bai Qiong's face was extremely gloomy, anger, murderous intent, and annoyance intertwined, making his expression extremely permeating.

The elder asked tentatively:

"Owner, what do you say over there?"

Bai Qiong overturned the long case in front of him with a slap, and roared:

"A bunch of bastards, robbers, shit mercenaries, ethics, they all fart!"

The elders did not dare to speak, after all, the other party was a god hunting tavern, and they didn't know where they had their eyes and ears.

No one who offends the God Hunting Tavern will end well.

After Bai Qiong got angry, he said in a deep voice:

"Prepare another remuneration and send it to them."

"Then go to the sink, cut off one of the palms of the Excalibur Guard, and send it to him."

"As long as he recovers his memory, he will definitely come."

"Also, in this case, an inner ghost whispered to Bai Ao's surviving followers and pulled him out."

"Follow the vines and sweep out all the dead ashes outside. I want Bai Ao to see with his own eyes how he killed everyone who followed him."

In Bai Qiong's eyes, there was a hint of killing intent.

The elders were a little horrified at hearing, and nodded all together:

"Yes."

Not long after, Human Domain, Xuan Tianfeng.

Several burly men dressed in plain clothes stood at the foot of Xuan Tianfeng, and they looked at each other and stepped on Xuan Tianfeng together.

Not long after, he came to the outside of Xuantianfeng Taoist Temple.

In the entire Kunlun Mountain, no monk noticed the appearance of several people.

Several people looked at the quaint Taoist door, with agitated expressions, and even more nervous.

Suddenly, the Taoist door opened with a creak, and a plain-robed Ziyuan opened the Taoist temple door, looking at a few burly men with plain clothes and a worried expression, and said softly:

"Junior Brother Jun Ao is healing his injuries inside, so come in first."

Several were surprised, and then overjoyed:

"Master, is his name Jun Ao now?"

Shion said lightly:

"I don't know if he is still your master. You have to ask him personally about this."

Several people were very excited, their hands trembling:

"well."

"Thank you girl, thank you girl."

With that, several people walked into the dojo following Ziyuan.

Seeing the scenery in the dojo, everyone was so surprised that they couldn't speak, but seeing their master's emotions overwhelmed everything.

They were led by Ziyuan, came to Jun Ao's room, and said:

"Junior Brother Jun Ao is training here, you can go in."

Several people bowed their hands to Ziyuan one after another:

"Thank you girl."

Shion slowly backed away and left here.

Several people looked nervous, and after a while, they finally gathered their courage and reached out and knocked on the door.

Tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk.

Jun Ao sat cross-legged on the bed, adjusting his breath to heal his wounds. Hearing the knock at the door, he slowly opened his eyes and said:

"Enter."

His broken arm had recovered under Li Xuan's treatment, but the injury was not light. Li Xuan did not directly repair him, but let him slowly recover by himself.

If it were in the past, Jun Ao might still practice secretly, but after the battle of God's Domain, the fuzzy images that appeared in his mind because of the invincible sword intent, gradually became clear.

It was a man with a white robe on the top of a tall building like a mountain peak. He was using his pen as a sword and writing a copybook.

There is a beautiful woman sitting below, and a man who looks somewhat similar to herself,

One person plays the piano and the other paints, the scene is warm and harmonious.

The picture turned around and came to a banquet.

On the top of the tall building, there are lights and festoons everywhere, the man is marrying the beautiful woman who is painting, and the guests at the banquet have a great time.

Next to him, stood the man with a face somewhat similar to himself, who was toasting to himself with a smile on his face.

The picture turns again, the banquet is over, the man is too happy, drunk, and is about to return to the bridal chamber.

Suddenly, a short knife pierced the back of his heart, and his sword aura exploded, shaking away the sneakers behind him.

Looking intently, it was the man who was somewhat similar to himself, his face was full of spite and madness.

The man was angry, at a loss, and puzzled. He couldn't understand why a brother who was a mother, who was dependent on him for life, and who was brought up by himself, would be so bad at him on his wedding night.

But soon, he understood that it was because of the girl who had been with them as a childhood sweetheart.

The jealousy in his heart obscured his heart.

He tried to persuade, but soon he found his mistake.

Because assassinated him, not only his younger brother, but also two Divine Realm assassins whose cultivation bases were not below him.

Even if he used his own power to kill two Divine Realm killers and escaped with his newlyweds, he was still ambushed by two Divine Realm killers ambushing on the road.

In the final picture, his newlywed wife threw herself in her arms, distraught.

This scene flashed through Jun Ao's mind like a horse watching.

Jun Ao gradually recovered his senses, and his expression became sad and gloomy.

With a creak, the door of the wing was pushed open.

Jun Ao looked up and saw a few strange and familiar faces walking in.

Seeing these people, Jun Ao’s face showed an incredible expression:

"you."

Seeing Jun Ao's appearance, several people instantly softened their knees and knelt to the ground with a trembling voice:

"Master, do you remember us?"

Jun Ao's eyes swept across their faces one by one, and familiar but unfamiliar names came to mind.

"Liu Qing, Lu Zhou, Huo Dong."

He read the three names one by one,

At that time, these three were still reserve guards of their own guards, Excalibur,

Everyone has met him once,

He recognized every name and face.

Hearing Jun Ao calling out his name verbatim, the surprised and nervous three people burst into tears instantly:

"Master, I'm waiting to find you. It's been thirty thousand years!

Jun Ao looked at these weeping Chaotic Origin Realm peak powerhouses with mixed feelings in his heart, and he said solemnly:

"Get up, get up and talk."

The three of them sat up, knelt down in front of Jun Ao,

Jun Ao asked:

"Excalibur Guardian, how is it now?"

When the three of them heard these words, they burst into tears again, and after a while, they choked up and said:

"Back when you disappeared strangely, the commander knew that something was wrong, and immediately took the Excalibur Guard to rescue the mistress. He never thought of being ambushed by Bai Qiong,"

"White Qiong colluded with the God Hunter Tavern and nearly suppressed the God Sword Guard. The chief commander fought a bloody path for his life, but still failed to save the mistress. In the end, only the deputy commander took the two adults to escape. We reserve officers, It was almost completely slaughtered,"

"The few people I waited for also escaped during the chaos and joined the deputy commander."

"Master, the subordinates are incompetent and failed to save the mistress, who kept her mistress under house arrest for tens of thousands of years in the God's Tower. Please be punished by the master!"

"Master, please punish!"

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