Tan Xue must die, because Su Luo has already received the reward, not to mention... If Tan Xue doesn't die, how can he play her? But what Su Luo didn't expect was that this Instructor Tan Xue actually had a disguise technique.
However, the disguise technique was the easiest for Su Luo, so she didn't feel any nervousness as she played Tan Xue.
In this cave...
Su Luo has been looking around for a week. As she expected, all the materials and wealth of Huolong Mountain are hidden here.
Tan Xue came here earlier to get supplies.
Su Luo didn't know when he would come next time, so he simply put away all these supplies now, so as not to go back and forget.
So Su Luo waved his hand, and the cave of hundreds of square meters instantly became empty.
After playing himself as Tan Xue, Su Luo successfully returned to the previous mountain wall.
After climbing in, the eyes suddenly opened up.
Inside the wide mountain, Su Luo saw Zhao Mohan and Guan Chi who were familiar with him, and Nai Hetian who was practicing against the wall.
Do you want to put them in a pot? Su Luo thought for a while and decided to leave them alone, at least they would bring her in.
"You're back?" It was Guan Chi who spoke.
Su Luo learned to talk about Xue Bing's cold appearance, and nodded lightly.
Guan Chi looked back at Zhao Mohan.
Zhao Mohan's face was not very good, he asked Nai Hetian beside him: "Master, if the masked man comes, what should I do?"
Nai He Tian's mouth was light, alienated and indifferent: "He won't come."
Zhao Mohan was surprised: "Why won't he come? It stands to reason... The land of bloody slaughtering gods, such a place full of opportunities, knowing the news and people here, which strong person will be absent?"
Nai He Tian only said lightly: "Someone will stop him from coming in."
Zhao Mohan raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Jiang is still old and hot, as expected, Master is the most powerful!"
Nai He Tian ignored him and only focused on repairing his body.
I don't know if it was his delusion or not. He always felt that the wound was very itchy, and it couldn't heal. Fortunately, the wound had healed, and the new flesh should be fine.
"Master, when are we going in?" Zhao Mohan was a little anxious.
Nai Hetian said indifferently, "Wait for your uncles and uncles to arrive, and go in together. The place where the blood-colored god slaughtered is extremely dangerous, you'd better not go in."
"No, Master, the disciple wants to go in!" Zhao Mohan insisted like never before, "Please let the disciple in!"
Nai He Tian's whole person was cold and indifferent. Seeing Zhao Mohan's insistence, he didn't say anything, just continued to close his eyes and rest.
After about a cup of tea, suddenly, there was a rustling sound outside!
Not only did Zhao Mohan stand up, but even Nai Hetian opened his eyes slightly.
"Oh, senior brother, why are you injured?!" It was a chubby and chubby man. He was bizarrely fat, weighing at least two hundred kilograms. He carried a rake on his shoulders. People who didn't know thought that He is raking grass.
"Second uncle." Zhao Mohan and the others got up one after another and saluted the big fat man.
The second fat man patted Zhao Mohan on the shoulder, then jumped to Nai Hetian's side with a wide-eyed smile: "Senior brother, it's not easy, you actually ask us for help, how many years have I waited for this time, Lao Zhu? ."
Nai He Tian's expression was indifferent, and he corrected: "The summoning order."
The second fat man said casually: "Aren't you a lone ranger? If you can issue a summoning order, isn't that equal to an order for help?"