Zimu is a saint, and he moved his entire body and his whereabouts could not be hidden from the eyes of the informant.

Martin, the master of the Inscription Tower, got the news early, waited at the door, and waved enthusiastically at Zimu, "Hi, boy Mu, I haven't seen him for a long time, why does this little face look a little unhappy?"

Unlike other male elfs, Martin is a middle-aged man with a beard. At first glance, he looks rough, but at a close look, he looks very interesting, quite a bit chic and unruly.

Ke Xiao was stunned. Since the end of the world, he suddenly saw a mature face, which was a bit new. It was normal for the elves to have middle-aged people.

Feeling Ke Xiao's scrutiny gaze, Martin leaned over, poked Zimu's arm with his elbow, and raised his thick eyebrows.

"Where did the handsome guy come from? He has a bit of style from me back then? He is my boyfriend? Oh, I didn't expect that the boy Mu has reached this age and has grown up!"

If it were before, Zimu might have turned red, but after seeing Ke Xiao's coldness, he would have no such thoughts at all.

She had to smile reluctantly and push Martin away with both hands, "Uncle Martin, you're thinking too much. This is the Empress's guest. I'm just accompanying you as an interpreter."

"Why, this kid has made you wronged?" Martin keenly felt the unhappiness in Zimu's tone, and it was very meaningful to ask Ke Xiao to fight.

This scared Zimu. The old man in front of him was a god of killing and could not be provoked. He quickly waved his hand, "No, really, I'm not wronged."

"Boy Mu, you are lying. Look at you for so many years, I can't tell whether you are wronged or not?" Martin patted Zimu's shoulder, raised his head and looked at Ke Xiao coldly, "I'll help you deal with him. I thought I almost became one of the seventy-two guards back then!"

Zimu grabbed Martin's clothes and pulled him back, tears rolling in his eyes, "No, please!"

"Don't cry, our little witch from the elves, hasn't been afraid of anyone."

Martin smiled and pinched Zimu's nose, wiped off her tears, got up and moved her body, making crackling sounds, "I haven't done it for a long time, my body is stiff. What will happen if I play with me?"

Ke Xiao saw the changes in their expressions. Although he couldn't understand, he guessed the atmosphere.

"Okay, it's another big show."

"Ke Xiao, I beg you not to kill Uncle Martin..." Zimu shouted at Ke Xiao, crying into tears.

"Is this what kind of person I think of? Is the executioner who kills people without blinking?" Ke Xiao said to himself, a little ridiculed, and then responded, "Don't worry, I only kill the people who want to kill me and... trash."

Martin's fist had already reached his sight, and the wood element attached to the fist, taking a threaded shape. This structure would not kill anyone, but could also make people bruised and swollen.

It can be seen that his control over the power of wood elements is much more delicate, better than those rough elemental masters, but weaker than those magicians.

Martin has no intention of killing, so Ke Xiao naturally won't act seriously. To be honest, with his fourth-level peak, that is, his strength, this punch can be blocked with just one finger.

But that would be too disrespectful to Martin. After all, he was a gentleman who stood up for the crying girl and punched righteously, right?

Of course, what is more important is that Ke Xiao may still ask for him later...

So Ke Xiao did not use all his strength to see that when the ex opened, he punched with the same force attribute. The knife energy was in a reverse thread shape, and it hit Martin, which offset the punch.

"The strange power, but it's true that there is some strength. Look at my punch again!" Martin just tried and did not use all his strength, but this punch was different. He used his skills, and the power of the wooden element sprayed out of the well.

Ke Xiao was slightly surprised. This was not a mixture of elemental masters and boxers. If you think about it carefully, elemental masters really don’t need to be the back row, and their development prospects are still good.

However, no matter how surprised he was, he still couldn't admit his loss, otherwise he would not be able to protect his face. He also pointed to the sword to break through the elemental power, and stepped on Martin's fist like a wild goose, then extended his sword finger, and looked down at Martin's head.

Zimu was so scared that she was sweating coldly, thinking that Ke Xiao was going to kill someone again to get the bones.

Martin is also an old man. He spit out a mouthful of the power of wood elements, turning into elemental impact, and taking Ke Xiao's lower three paths.

Ke Xiao remained motionless and spat. The sword energy not only cracked the elemental impact, but also left several scars on Martin's body.

"It's almost OK, right? Translate it for me, no one can do anything to anyone, so stop first."

"Uncle Martin, stop hitting me, I might have misunderstood him a little."

Zimu also discovered that Ke Xiao did not take all his strength at all. This man's knife edge was facing the enemy, but he just hurt him.

Martin nodded, put away his fists, and Ke Xiao landed steadily and stood in front of him.

He naturally patted Ke Xiao on the shoulder, "Young man, you are young and have great strength! Hahaha, you are also tough and much better than my child."

Ke Xiao was originally going to dodge, but felt that he had no malice, so he let him come.

At the same time, I can understand why Zimu is not good at dealing with Martin. This person is too familiar with him and cannot make people lose their temper.

"Young man, why don't you talk? As the saying goes, you won't know each other without fighting. Let's go in and walk two?"

"Uncle Martin, Ke Xiao doesn't understand," Zimu had to pull Martin away, "This time we are here to see your inscription, you have to show it to us."

"Okay! Then let's go!" Martin took the lead and walked in the front. "You must make up. They are all so beautiful. The golden boy and the jade girl are suitable! It's suitable!"

Because Ke Xiao couldn't understand, he was still calm and calm. Zimu couldn't stand it anymore and stomped his feet.

"Uncle Martin, stop talking!"

"Oh, I started to feel annoyed. OK, you young people do it yourself! I won't worry!"

Martin finally calmed down a little, and Zimu had the chance to hold Ke Xiao back and whispered: "Well, I misunderstood you, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I'm used to it." Ke Xiao shook her head. It's best that she can understand, but it doesn't matter if she doesn't understand. What does it have to do with him?

"Don't you care?" Zimu didn't know why, but he asked as he thought about it.

"What do you care about?"

"It's just me...what's what I think of you."

Zimu rarely showed a twisted expression. To be honest, Ke Xiao refused this plot, what could he say? Don’t you care?

That Zimu, a crying man, burst into tears after a while. Wouldn't Martin have another fight with him?

"There's a little bit."

Helplessly, Ke Xiao sighed and pinched his nose and pretended to be garlic.

"Well, that's it..."
Chapter completed!