Mad Wolf was surprised, "Master Chen, have you even thought about the name of your power?"
Mu Chen nodded heavily, "The Nine Extremes means that Xuanmen encompasses all races and peoples, and there is no exclusive one. Regardless of human beings, orcs, or monsters, regardless of their attributes and professions, anyone who is willing, able and determined can join. Xuanmen is the gateway to all ways.
The door has no distinction, no high or low, it is for righteousness, good, protection, holy war, and the mainland! The mainland exists, Xuanmen exists; the mainland exists; Xuanmen exists!"
"Okay! What a good one for justice, good, protection, holy war, and the mainland! If the continent exists, Xuanmen exists; if the mainland exists, Xuanmen exists! Mr. Chen, I, Murphy, am willing to share my friendship with Xuanmen.
I will follow you to the death!"
"Fuck you!" Mad Wolf's eyes bulged, "I'm such a straightforward guy! I was the one who started the conversation first, but you said all the nice things!"
Malphite glanced away, showing a provocative look that would come even if you don't accept it.
The mad wolf was furious and pulled the ice blue sleeves and said, "Lord Ace! Look at him! You don't care!"
Holding the forehead in ice blue means that the heart is very tired.
Although she has always regarded Ghost Saint as her adopted child, you can't really be like children. After all, if you put your age where you want, if you take any one out, you can be someone else's ancestor, and you are still complaining.
Fortunately, there are no outsiders here, otherwise how would others view the Ghost Saints?
"Seniors, don't make trouble." Mu Chen's face turned red, he adjusted his mood and said seriously, "This matter is still in its infancy, and it will take some time to take shape, but no matter what, everyone here must be the elders of Xuanmen.
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"Elder!!"
The mad wolf geared up and grinned directly to the base of his ears! A veteran! A veteran who rivals or even surpasses the power of the hidden family! The moon is held by stars! Surrounded by stars! Beautiful... Ahem! The dream that everyone admires is finally coming true.
!
Once Xuanmen rises in the future, what bullshit Xiaoyao Pavilion! What bullshit Zhongzhou family! Any scoundrel who looks down on him for not knowing the power of space will have to call him "sir!"
After all, it’s Mr. Ace! Why is his vision so good? He gave them the dragon’s legs like Mr. Chen and soared into the sky!
In fact, it wasn't just him, the rest of the ghost saints were also surging with energy and blood. It was just because they were restrained that they were not as shameless as the crazy wolf, and they didn't smile as obscenely as the crazy wolf!
Naturally, Li Jun was not exempt from vulgarity, and was so excited that he couldn't control himself, but when he thought that such a huge sect needed to be designed by himself, in addition to pride, glory and gratitude, he also felt a little bit uneasy and nervous. After all, it was a sect comparable to the hidden family.
Door, he...
"Master Chen... do you really trust your subordinates?" Li Xiao asked in a deep voice, his throat a little dry.
Mu Chen smiled and said, "If I don't believe it, why should I drag senior with me?"
Li Jun's pupils flashed, his face shone brightly, he knelt on one knee and said, "Young Master Chen! Leave it to your subordinates! If you can't design a sect that matches my Xuanmen background! Li Jun will come and see you!"
Mu Chen was ashamed, "Senior, you are serious."
"No!"
Li Jun clasped his fists again, "Please be strict with me! This is your subordinate's promise!"
Having said that, Li Yan retreated to his position, his eyes calculating again and again, sometimes bursting with light, sometimes silent and dim, and he had already entered the state of construction! This move made Mu Chen secretly admire him, and he was even more grateful that he would establish a clan.
Leave it to him.
At this point, only Zhuluo was left in the Ghost Saint lineage. Mu Chen lowered his gaze to her and called out softly, "Zhao Luo."
Zhi Luo stepped forward, performed the ritual of kneeling as a blood witch, and said respectfully, "Master, Zhi Luo is here."
Her title once again aroused the consternation of the ghost saints, but they suddenly realized it after Mad Wolf's explanation.
After explaining, Mad Wolf raised his eyebrows at Malphite, indicating that he had regained the victory.
Malphite smiled evilly and told her about the changes in her relationship with Xiaoluo. He also said that you will soon be a real younger brother. Let your younger brother win back the victory. As an elder brother, naturally he won't care about it.
The mad wolf shriveled up like an eggplant beaten by frost, and the silent interaction between the two did not attract anyone's attention.
Mu Chen continued, "Although the Thunder Temple has lost the two ancestors of the Holy Emperor, Gold and Silver, it still retains an ancestor with extremely high blood concentration and mastery of the town's clan heritage. Although it is not dangerous, it cannot be said to be foolproof. You
Then go with me."
Zhi Luo's eyes were filled with joy and she quickly responded, "Yes, Master!"
"The rest."
Looking around, Mu Chen finally landed on Qing Lei, who was standing on the edge of the main room, almost breathless.
Qing Lei stepped forward.
Crazy Wolf called out in front of everyone, "Hey, Xiaoqing!"
Qing Lei sweated furiously and pretended not to hear it. He didn't want to hear this voice again this month, no, in the past few years!
Without saying anything, Mu Chen turned over his hand and took out a rather huge black scroll.
Qing Lei was stunned for a moment, then cast a questioning look.
Mu Chen did not respond, and threw the scroll directly towards Qing Lei, saying, "This is what was left behind by an ancestor named Black Saint during the Holy War. Like you, he was a hidden assassin.
On his path, he said that he has no secret combat skills worth passing on, only the skills and experience gained from countless assassinations throughout his life are still useful. The only people I know who are good at assassination are you and Senior Mad Wolf."
Being called out by Mu Chen, the mad wolf and tiger body trembled, feeling a little proud.
"But Senior Mad Wolf said it was an assassination rather than a quick kill, so it is more appropriate to leave it to you."
The mad wolf suddenly felt like a deflated rubber ball. Mu Chen looked out of the corner of his eye and unconsciously raised the corner of his mouth. He suddenly thought that the young man from the Thunder Temple had lost the talkative mad wolf, and suddenly there seemed to be a void in his heart.
Qing Lei quickly took the scroll, with strong interest bursting out of his eyes, for no other reason than that they were both assassins, and both sword-sharp warriors who relied on one move to win or lose. Naturally, he understood that only experience and skills can kill assassins.
The king's way to target and keep alive. As the trump card of the king's way, in an environment where one is never willing to reveal one's own information, no one would be willing to spread the word unless it is a special situation!
For things to cherish!
But before his interest turned into joy, Mu Chen's next words immediately made his expression uglier than crying.
"In the next time, you and Senior Binglan will go to the stronghold of Xu Biao's ancestors and grandsons. There will be a place where your dimensional power can be exerted."
As soon as these words came out, Mad Wolf regained his energy and cheered, "Haha, Xiao Qing! You are indeed destined to be the old wolf! Come to Brother Lang's arms!"
Qing Lei was miserable and wanted to beg Mu Chen to let him go, but was stopped by Mu Chen's meaningful eyes. He knew that Mu Chen wanted him to integrate into the circle of ghost saints, or simply let himself become one of them; but
It's okay to change the team. Is that mouth that Senior Mad Wolf has that a human can have? He will believe it even if you say he is Allegro!
Seeing Qing Lei dragging heavy steps and frowning deeper than the execution ground, he walked towards Alista Duoduo; however, the idea was good, but the reality was too helpless. Before he had walked half the distance, he didn't know.
Suddenly the mad wolf appeared and took him into his arms, hugging his shoulders and began to think about the journey to the mission.
Mu Chen looked at the two figures and knew that once Qing Lei grew up and the two of them got along, they would become the core Anbu masters of Jiuji Xuanmen.
"Huh..." After arranging everything, Mu Chen let out a long breath and looked out the window of the conference room.
After three months of traveling to the poisonous border, it’s time to leave.