Teacher?

Master’s wife?

What the hell is this?

Tang Chen cursed in his heart, but there was still a smile on his face. After all, he could not offend the little guy in front of him.

He knew Posesi. If she hadn't really thought about it, she would not have accepted a disciple. In other words, the little guy in front of her had absolutely no less than that in Posesi's heart!

Of course, Tang Chen is still a little bit aware of who has a higher status.

"Then what, you should call me Tang Chen. It sounds easy. We can't get to know each other without fighting each other, so how about we become friends with each other?" Tang Chen said haha. He didn't want these two titles to be confirmed in Posesi's side.

Hai Ming picked up the teacup on the side and took a sip, but a moment of thought arose in his heart. Tang Chen and he became a friend of his age, and then he became Tang San's great-grandfather, and this wave is not a loss!

In order to prevent Hai Ming from continuing to say some shocking words, Tang Chen was preparing to leave the capital of killing directly. He had been in a daze for decades. He hoped to stay on the Sea God Island in the last time.

Knowing his thoughts, Hai Ming couldn't help feeling sad for Haotian Sect. His ancestor suddenly disappeared for decades. When he regained his mind, the first thing he did was not to think about going back to the mountain gate, but to go out to sea to find love.

It would be fine if you forget it, but Tang San is still in the city of killing!

Such a big Haotian Hammer, can't you remember that you have some unfilial children and grandchildren?

If you get into such an ancestor, you will suffer.

But then again, it seems that except for Tang San's grandfather, Tang Hao's father, and Tang Chen's son, the most experienced disciples of the Haotian Sect in all dynasties seem to be in the hands of women?

Because of Posesi's reserve, Tang Chen was parasitized by the blood-red nine-headed bat king for decades.

Tang Hao has been hiding his identity for more than ten years because of the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor Ayin.

Tang San... It seems that he hasn't done anything stupid because of a woman.

"By the way, boy Haiming, if you have time, please help me enlighten the boy from Haotian Sect. He seems to have a destructive mentality about the City of Killing. I know you don't like this place either, but I have been here for decades and I still know the operation here very well. If there is no City of Killing, the world above will be in chaos."

Tang Chen reminded Hai Ming before leaving, and then disappeared into the secret room.

"No, after you leave, who will preside over the killing capital..."

Looking at Tang Chen who was quitting his job in an instant, Hai Ming was a little stunned. He thought that Tang Chen would leave only after they all passed through the Hell Road. Who told him to leave now!

Buzz!

As if he felt Hai Ming’s thoughts, the Shura Divine Sword that had been put by him suddenly flashed a red light, and then a message poured into his mind.

"Yeah... I got it."

Hai Ming's face was a little weird. He looked at the Shura Divine Sword and fell into deep thought.

The Knight Murfit is an ordinary parade knight under the King of Killing. Today he was very honored to be summoned by the King of Killing and came to the King of Killing's bedroom.

But who can tell him why that little devil who is not easy to mess with is in the bedroom of the King of Killing!

"Murfit, we are also acquaintances, aren't we?" Hai Ming's face was filled with a cheerful smile. He walked forward and put his hand on Murfit's shoulder. A red light poured into Murfit's body along his hands.

"Yes, I..." Murfit was about to let go of his tight face and chat with Hai Ming, but in an instant his body was no longer controlled by himself.

The power in his body surged wildly, and at that moment Murfit even thought he would be blown up by this energy!

As energy poured into his body, Hai Ming's light words and all kinds of messy messages were also accompanied by Hai Ming's light words!

"Since you are an acquaintance, you can't get rich and don't go to the outside world. Just sit down as the king of killing!"

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In the hut, listening to Hai Ming telling this story, Tang San and Hu Liena looked at each other, while Zhu Zhuqing gently stroked her forehead and felt helpless.

"So, the King of Killing disappeared, did you support another King of Killing?"

"It doesn't affect your completion of hundreds of battles and the road to hell, it's no big deal to change to the king of killing."

Hai Ming's answer was light, but it felt like thunder when it fell into the hearts of others.

The King of Killing is not an ordinary person. If you say that you can use your strong strength to threaten the city lord of a city or even the lord of a small country, you can accept it. It is a bit unreasonable that the strongest leader of a completely out-of-law land like the City of Killing has been replaced by you!

Tang San looked at Hai Ming as if he was looking at a monster, and then his eyes fell on the Shura Divine Sword that Hai Ming had been holding tightly.

Is this the so-called inheritance of gods left by the King of Killing?

While chatting, Hai Ming hid the news that the King of Killing was Tang Chen, or Tang San’s great-grandfather, otherwise he could not guarantee whether Tang San would do anything stupid when he was so angry.

For example, if you give up the experience of the City of Killing and rush out to find Tang Chen, it would be a good thing not to be slapped to death by Tang Chen, who was eager to find love.

"This Shura Divine Sword was prepared by you for Zhu Zhuqing."

Hu Liena took a sip of tea and forced herself to suppress the soreness in her heart. Why can't she meet such a good man?

He is caring everywhere, strong in strength, and has various indescribable precious opportunities.

Look at myself again, the only outstanding licking dog is the one who seems to be a bit nervous, the gap!

"Aren't you afraid that I will tell the teacher after I go out, what trouble will it cause to you?"

Hu Liena put down the teacup, and the words she said made Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing silent in an instant.

"Trouble?" Hai Ming spread his hands, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "If it were a few years ago, when my strength was not enough, I might have avoided the three-pointer of the Spirit Hall. Now, I can't beat it, and I will definitely be invincible. What trouble can you cause me?"

Looking at Tang San and Hu Liena who were obviously a little surprised and disbelief, Hai Ming coughed twice and unconsciously placed the Shura Sword on Zhu Zhuqing's leg.

He felt that the two-meter-long giant sword was not suitable for Zhu Zhuqing's style, so it would be great if it could become thinner!

Zhu Zhuqing picked up the blood-colored sword. The weight that ordinary people could not bear made her look particularly heavy when she waved it.

A red light flashed, and Zhu Zhuqing only felt that the sword in her hand was emitting terrifying heat, but it did not mean to burn her.

In just a few seconds, the originally bulky Shura Divine Sword turned into a delicate and slim look in a blink of an eye, which was particularly matched by Zhu Zhuqing's appearance.

"It said, when I pass the road of hell, I will immediately bring down the Shura Nine Tests for me."

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Chapter completed!