Lawrence Castle.
At this moment, Emma returned to the castle, and then reported to Sophia that Xia Ping was not dead.
"What did you just say?"
After hearing these words, Sophia's eyes showed a cold light: "The kid not only did not resent me, but said that he was very grateful for me to give him a talisman so that he could survive?"
"Yes."
Emma nodded: "It is conceivable that Batty should still belong to us. He is a person who knows what to do, and he doesn't know what the inside story is about."
"Shut up, let him say a few words casually, you really believe it."
Sophia sneered: "According to his wisdom, how can I not know that this matter must have my plan, and it is also because of my relationship that he will be in desperation.
Now he didn't have the slightest bit of resentment or complaint. Instead, he smiled and said that he was very grateful to me. Do you think I, Sophia, will believe these words? "
"this!"
Hearing this, Emma couldn't help but froze.
"There is no doubt that this kid is ironic."
Sophia's eyes showed a cold light: "He knows that his strength is far from enough, even if he is angry, he can't retaliate, so he put it down, as if nothing happened.
This kind of human city is extremely deep, knows how to forbearance, and the strength is weak, but once they have a strong enough strength, it will be a disaster, the most terrifying enemy. "
Killing intent gushes out of her body.
"Patriarch, are you going to kill Batty too? But he said we belong to the Lawrence family." Emma immediately sensed the murderous aura permeating Sophia's body and penetrated the void.
"Kill him?"
Sophia suddenly smiled: "That's just a return to the true realm ant, what qualifications do I have to kill him? No matter how hard the ant thinks, he can't match the saint. He is far behind.
And even if I didn't take action, he offended the ancient saint Minerva. How long do you think he can live? I think he is very capable for more than three months.
This time he was lucky, and accidentally encountered the ancient monsters, which let him get a chance to survive, but can this kind of luck be the second or the third time? "
She didn't care about Barty's anger at all, it didn't matter to the saint, it didn't matter.
Instead, she took it as a good show, and wanted to see how long this ant could live.
Hearing these words, Emma sighed. She couldn't change the saint's decision. She also felt that Batty was too bad, because Batty's enemy was not only Minerva, but also Sophia.
Especially Sophia, who claims to be a wise man, hates things out of his control. If Minerva can't kill Batty, I don't know if Sophia can bear it.
But she was just a small person, she couldn't shake the saint's will at all.
……
Illusion, another place, an old castle of the Leinster family.
The castle covers a huge area, reaching 3 million square kilometers, equivalent to the land area of a human country, enough to feed hundreds of millions of people.
Therefore, this castle is also very majestic, row upon row of buildings, and tyrannical forbidden formations are arranged everywhere, even the saints can't forcefully enter this place, and the defense is like a railroad.
The ancient saint Minerva lived in this place.
At this moment, some of Leinster's spies returned with solemn expressions, reporting to Minerva about Xia Ping's safe return to the fantasy world, and even taking the opportunity to be promoted to the position of treasure house guard captain.
After saying this news, many Leinster's people were panicked, because this time the plan of the Patriarch Minerva was destroyed, and they didn't know how many people would touch him and die.
"Waste, really waste, everything is waste!"
Sure enough, Minerva was full of anger: "I have provided them with a lot of help, and even broke the rules of the elders by secretly helping, but they can't kill the kid, and let him run back vigorously, even adding Guan Jinjue, what they are doing to eat, it is useless.
They should be thankful that they are dead now. If they are still alive, I will let them know what life is better than death, and what is suffering. "
A violent rage exuded from him, scaring the surrounding Leinster tribesmen to tremble, their souls trembling, and the entire castle was trembling and roaring.
"Sorry Patriarch, I am incompetent."
Many Leinster tribesmen were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and did not dare to look up.
"I'm sorry? Can a simple sentence of sorry obliterate this failure?"
Minerva said angrily: "Three months, I only give you three months, try everything possible to make Nabati disappear in front of me, I don't want to hear any news about him.
If this is not possible, then it will not be that Batty will disappear, but your trash will completely disappear in this universe. Do you understand it for me? "
In the depths of his pupils showed infinite murderous intent.
"Yes, Master Patriarch."
All Leinster clansmen dare not refute, facing the anger of the saint, none of them can bear it.
At this moment, they hated Xia Ping to death. If it weren't for this bastard, how could they have suffered such treatment and fell into such a life-and-death crisis.
"What are you doing here? Don't get out of here."
Minerva said coldly.
"Yes, Patriarch."
Hearing these words, many members of the Leinster family felt relieved, staying beside the angry saint, this is like a companion to the king, like a tiger, and their lives have been frozen in the water.
If you don't pay attention, you will be shocked to death by the breath of the saint.
Now that they had the opportunity to leave quickly, they were all overjoyed. Of course, they didn't dare to show such expressions. They all showed bitter and hatred expressions and quickly left the palace.
In just a moment of effort, only Minerva was left in the entire palace.
"Hmph, Batty, a little ant. I didn't expect your luck to be so good. You happened to run into a passing ancient monster. Such luck is simply against the sky."
Minerva clenched his fist, his eyes showed a burst of cold light: "But I want to see if your next luck is so good, can you avoid the next series of pursuits."
Speaking of this, he also fell into contemplation: "But what is the origin of the ancient monster? Why did it suddenly appear in this abyss continent? Is there any conspiracy? Or the abyss monster has been unable to bear it. Now, you want to do something against my phantom race?"
Minerva's eyes showed a glimmer of coldness, and he felt that this incident was extraordinary. The appearance of an ancient monster was definitely not that simple. This represented the beginning of a bloody storm.