Rebirth of the Strongest Female Emperor

Chapter 1282: face? (2)

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"Another bug came." Ming Gu looked at Duan Xirui, narrowing his eyes impatiently.

Duan Xirui didn't know the identity of the undead in front of him, but because he had some connections with the Long family, it was inconvenient for him to ignore them.

"Senior Duan, you must save me." Long Yang pleaded as if he saw a savior.

Duan Xirui frowned slightly. In fact, he was not familiar with Long Yang, but he knew that Long Yang was from the Long family, so he still had to take care of him when he came forward.

"If they offended them in any way, I, Duan Xirui, will apologize on their behalf, and please don't kill them cleanly." Duan Xirui clasped his fists and said.

However, Ming Gu showed impatience, "You humble bug, what right do you have to save face in front of Ah Yao? What do you think you are?"

Duan Xirui has a high reputation in the Central Continent, and he has never been insulted in person like this before. His expression was a little ugly at the moment, and he was about to say something just now.

The undead who were rescued worked hard and shouted: "Presumptuous, you human race, how can you be rude to our Holy Master!"

Lord? !

After hearing this, Duan Xirui was slightly taken aback.

Among the undead, the only one who can be called the Holy Lord is probably the one who disappeared thousands of years ago, the Shadow Holy Lord.

Other than that, no one else would dare to bear this title.

Duan Xirui subconsciously looked at the girl with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and there was a bit of surprise in her eyes.

According to rumors, the Shadow Lord has disappeared for thousands of years...

"Humble bug, who allowed you to stare at A Yao with those dirty eyes!" Ming Gu saw Duan Xirui staring at Ye Qingtang presumptuously, and there was a murderous look in his eyes, and he suddenly raised his eyebrows. hand, a black palm suddenly blasted towards Duan Xirui.

Duan Xirui boasted that his strength was good, but at the moment when the high five came, he didn't even have time to flash.

Bang!

Duan Xirui was directly sent flying by Ming Gu's palm, and hit the boulder beside him heavily, a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth.

Duan Xirui, who fell to the ground, felt excruciating pain all over his body. Up to now, he has been quite confident in his own strength, but he never thought that he would be slapped into a fist by a seemingly young undead. seriously injured.

This level of strength is simply not something he can compete with.

In just a split second, Duan Xirui rang out the names that those undead people called that girl.

holy lord...

Could it be that the girl is really the Shadow Lord? !

Just thinking of this, Duan Xirui felt cold sweat breaking out instantly.

How courageous is he, to dare to take face from the Shadow Saint

In front of the Shadow Lord, what kind of thing is he!

"This junior offended me, please forgive me, Senior Shadow Lord." Seeing that the strength of the ghost bone around the girl was so terrifying, Duan Xirui immediately guessed the girl's identity. Ignoring the severe pain on his body, he knelt on the ground hastily, his tall body trembling uncontrollably.

At this moment, Duan Xirui wished to tear Long Yang, an idiot, into pieces.

Did Long Yang eat the bear's heart and leopard gall or what

How dare you provoke the Lord of the Temple of Shadows recklessly!

Ye Qingtang had a good impression of Duan Xirui in her previous life, and she didn't intend to make things difficult, so she said calmly, "You want to stand up for them?"