Supreme Killer

Chapter 1871: Enter the shrine

Chapter 1871: Enter the shrine

Chapter Eighty Seven One Enters the Shrine

The expressions of the three Jianluo were flickering. It was the news that was too shocking. Can ordinary people kill it?

That's the Divine Lord of the Common People's Kingdom who has existed for tens of thousands of years, the leader of one of the best powers in the world, and only Shura Mountain is qualified to fight against it.

Can such a god-like figure be killed by people like them?

A few people asked themselves if they were afraid, they were definitely afraid, but would they retreat if they were afraid?

If they were afraid to retreat, they had caused so much trouble in the Heavenly God City, and they probably fled with their tails in their hands.

As soon as Xiao Fan took a few steps, Jian Luo took a deep breath and said, "Master, I will accompany you."

"I'm going too." Wu Ruofeng also nodded, Xiao Fan still controlled his thoughts, if Xiao Fan died, he could not live.

Of course, Wu Ruofeng didn't agree to follow Xiao Fan because of this, but he had believed in Xiao Fan from the heart over the years.

"Count me." Yun He gritted his teeth. Although he was afraid of death, he had experienced too many things in these days, which made him understand that the edges and corners of the monks should not be smoothed at any time.

Hearing what a few people said, Xiao Fan smiled and patted Jianluo on the shoulder and said: "You stay here, I will let the ancestor Qingfeng and the ancestor Chiyun rush to the palace to help me, then I will call you, You just came."

"Yes, son." Several people nodded, they couldn't change what Xiao Fan decided.

What's more, they also know that just the scared look they showed just now, if they show their feet, it will be everyone's luck.

Xiao Fan left with Chu frivolous. He just walked out of the courtyard, and he felt that his eyelids were jumping fiercely. This was something that hadn't happened in a long time.

"Is this trip not going smoothly?" Xiao Fan's heart condensed slightly, thinking about the events of these days in his mind, Xiao Fan felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

That being the case, why is there always a kind of anxiety in my heart?

What is the negligence?

"That letter?" Xiao Fan raised his brows. Up to now, only the letter received before the Wanbao Pavilion auction has made Xiao Fan a little uneasy.

Because besides him, Xiao Tianxie and Chu Qingkuan, there seemed to be a fourth person who knew they were going to kill the laughing common people.

Gu Ruochen might have guessed it, but he shouldn't hurt himself, after all, there is no interest relationship between Gu Ruochen and Laughing Cangsheng.

The only place where there may be errors is the owner of the letter.

"Brother Xiao, what's the matter with you?" Chu Qingkang asked immediately when he saw that Xiao Fan's expression was not right.

"Nothing." Xiao Fan shook his head, and asked, "Brother Chu, why don't you stay and I will go in alone?"

"Brother Xiao, this is not like your style. The arrow is on the string and you have to send it. It's a big deal. After eighteen years, you will be a good guy again." Chu frivolous is very hearty and confident.

To be precise, it was confidence in Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan nodded helplessly, and had to suppress the anxiety in his heart, and reminded himself to wake up. If there are any accidents, it's a big deal first.

The speed of the two was very fast, and they came outside the temple in about a stick of incense, and took out the token given by Xiao Cangsheng, but no one stopped them. There were even soldiers who took Xiao Fan to the depths of the temple. .

Under the leadership of the soldiers, the two of them passed through the long corridors and entered the depths of the divine palace. Chu frivolous eyes were always watching the surroundings, and there was a hint of caution in his eyes.

"Brother Chu, since you are here, relax a little." Xiao Fan conveyed Chu frivolously, comforting.

Chu frivolously nodded, feeling a little nervous in his heart.

The shrine was very large, and it took half a cup of tea before the soldiers stopped. At this time, several figures came not far away.

Xiao Fan also knew the person headed. It was Hachioji Xiaotianxie who was far away. Xiaotianxie greeted Xiao Fan: "Jiuyang Sword Master Shenyao Shi, I'll see you today. Fortunately, I will be Xiao Tianxie. "

"Fortunately meeting." Xiao Fan arched his hands, wondering what Xiao Tianxie meant by coming here, did he know he was coming today.

"Hallmaster Xiao, didn't you expect you to actually come?" Xiao Tianxie said to Xiao Fan.

"Do you know I'm coming?" Xiao Fan was slightly surprised. Originally, he thought that Xiaotianxie would arrive when he was vividly facing Xiaocang.

"The boss said you want to come, let me come here to invite you to visit." Xiao Tianxie said.

"Xiao Tianji?" Xiao Fan's heart condensed, but on the surface he remained calm, and he was also curious about Xiao Tianji.

He had already met Gu Ruochen, one of the three big sons of the Prison, and he was indeed extraordinary. If he wanted to come to Xiao Tianji, one of the three big sons, he wouldn't be so bad.

What made Xiao Fan wonder was why did Xiaotianji know that he was coming?

Did he send someone to monitor himself? Xiao Fan shook his head, and with the power of his soul, ordinary people monitoring him would immediately feel it.

"The boss can predict some future." Xiao Tianxie told Xiao Fandao truthfully without concealing it.

"Predict the future?" Xiao Fan was really surprised. Is the future really predictable?

Even if he had experienced Su painting before, Xiao Fan still didn't believe that the future was measurable. After all, there were too many possibilities for the future.

But listening to Xiao Tianxie's tone, Xiao Tianji might really have the ability to predict the future.

"The matter of master sword refining the eternal life pill has already been spread throughout the Celestial God City. We are not in the next. A few of our brothers and sisters happened to have a small tea party and specially invited the sword master to the humble house. ?" Xiao Tianxie said again.

"Excuse me." Xiao Fan thought a little, and finally nodded, he understood that these words were for these soldiers.

Those soldiers didn't dare to disobey Xiaotianxie's words, so they had to retreat respectfully. As for Xiao Fan's arrival in the divine palace, someone naturally reported it to Xiao Tianxie.

"Hachi Prince, will you take me there?" Xiao Fan finally couldn't help asking when he left with Xiao Tianxie.

He didn't know why Xiao Tianxie was stopping him here, but it certainly wasn't really just to get together.

"The boss said, you can't go to this palace now, it is very likely that your life will be in danger." Xiao Tianxie's expression became extremely solemn.

"Is it counted again?" Xiao Fan wondered, is this laughing secret really so amazing?

"Yes, and this tea party is not held by me, but by the boss. He wants me to tell you that the remaining princes and princesses will be here." Xiao Tianxie nodded.

Xiao Fan's pupils shrank slightly. Others didn't know what this sentence meant, but Xiao Fan could understand.

As soon as he entered the Celestial God City, he began to fight the idea of many princes and princesses. Only Xiao Fan and Chu Qingkuan knew about this. Even Xiaotianxie didn't know the specific plan.

But I didn't expect Xiao Tianji to know it too, Xiao Fan suddenly felt that everything about him was exposed under Xiao Tianji's nose.

Since Xiaotianji knew that he wanted to deal with so many princesses and princes, he would definitely know that he wanted to deal with the laughing commons.

"Could it be that letter?" Xiao Fan suddenly remembered something. If anyone else knew that he wanted to deal with the laughing common people, then there would only be laughter.

However, thinking back to the meaning of the letter, Xiao Fan also breathed a sigh of relief. At least now, it seems that Xiaotianji is a friend and not an enemy.

"If this is really the case, I should really see this laughter." Xiao Fan said in a deep voice.