Red Heart Survey

In the magnificent underground palace, the Holy Master seemed to have been sitting quietly for a hundred years.

Under the throne, Zhang Linchuan and Lu Yan stood on one side, and the atmosphere was a little... tense.

At least the person with the rabbit bone face standing behind Zhang Linchuan looked terrified and didn't dare to breathe.

A person wearing a keel mask stands at the lower head, but the person is on the middle line, neither facing Zhang Linchuan nor Lu Yan, only facing the Holy Lord on the throne.

Standing with him was a man wearing a monkey bone mask.

Lu Yan closed those eyes with only whites, and said darkly: "The black disaster lurks, conceives, and grows on ordinary people, and then suddenly explodes, directly touching the extraordinary, and it is a consummation! This is something that has been planned long ago, but now It’s so far behind. Zhang Linchuan, what did you do when you wanted to pass the command? You even used the dharma weapon left behind by the mouse face, so is it the only effect you have now?”

"It was the Holy Master who activated the plague bell in advance. What do you mean... Could it be that you blame the Holy Master?"

Faced with elder Lu Yan's accusation, Zhang Linchuan was completely fearless. It can be seen that since the battle of Fenglin City, his status in the Bone Taoism has greatly improved.

"What's the matter with the Holy Master? You are not effective in employing people. You handed over something as important as Wenling to Shemian? In Fenglin City, she acted together with Shumian and Dogmian, and it turned out that even stronger Mousemian and Dogmian The face is dead, but she survived. How can you be so stupid as to give her such trust?"

"Doesn't this just show that she has a strong ability to save her life?" Zhang Linchuan's response was not salty: "I also considered this."

"Don't make excuses for me!" Lu Yan said angrily, "Don't I dare to kill you as an old man?"

"Of course you dare! Just kill me in front of the Holy Lord!" Zhang Linchuan also seemed to be really angry, and no longer maintained the superficial peace: "Anyway, under your 'wisdom' layout, the bone road is already in Fenglin The city was completely defeated, the high-level people died in battle, and those who were hunted down, fell like this. I don’t care about the death of another mere envoy!"

"You!" Lu Yan was too angry to speak.

"What me? Yes, to guide the development of Wuhuo, the weak should not be responsible for such an important matter. But who can do it? Your layout has left no one available for the Bone Path, and Zhuang Gaoxian has been promoted to a higher level. , so that Du Ruhui can get rid of the shackles! With Du Ruhui so far away, is it you who can move, or me?"

Lu Yan gritted her teeth for a while, then turned around bitterly, looked at the dragon bone face and said, "Dragon face, what do you say?"

Among the twelve bone noodles in the Road of Bone Bone, the Mouse Noodle is the head of the twelve Bone Noodles. In terms of pure combat power, the Dragon Noodle is the strongest among them.

Among the twelve bone-faced men, he was the only one who knocked open the inner palace.

Regardless of strength, in terms of realm, it can be compared with Zhang Linchuan.

Therefore, compared to other bone-faced people, his status is slightly more detached. It's just that he has been practicing in closed doors for a long time and has not done much outside action, so he is not as vicious as other bone-faced people.

Lu Yan's question seems to be to make Long Mian show his attitude and stand in line, and he also complains that he often retreats, so that no one in the teaching is available.

And although Zhang Linchuan was poking at Lu Yan's sore spots, the battle of Fenglin City had passed, and even if the Holy Master was incomprehensible, there was absolutely no possibility of reversing the old score at this time. So the sore spot is actually not painful.

There are many twists and turns, and the monkey-faced man standing beside the dragon face has twinkling eyes, but he doesn't say a word.

"Second Elder." Long Mian's voice was full of air: "Why don't we kill Du Ruhui? It will also save you from being afraid to come out of the underground palace."

Lu Yan: ...

Du Ruhui is a powerhouse of the third-rank gods. Looking at the strongest combat power in the entire bone, he is Lu Yan, a fourth-rank outer building. Bone Messenger, Saintess, and Dragon Face, three inner palace realms.

As for the strength of the Holy Lord...

The Bone God "awakened" in the body of Bone Daozi, and the combat power he could display must be far stronger than when he could only attack through the air through the brand.

However, how much it can play is another mystery.

What is even more obvious is that the Holy Master himself will never easily reveal the "mystery".

In other words, if you want to set up a scheme to kill Du Ruhui, you can only rely on a few of them.

How to kill?

That's Du Ruhui who possesses supernatural powers close to the horizon! Waiting for two or three supernatural beings may not be able to keep him.

However, looking at Longmian's fighting spirit and eyes full of fighting spirit, Lu Yan knew that he was not joking, nor was he trying to ridicule anyone. This is what he really thinks.

Reckless...

Thinking of this, Lu Yan even forgave him for calling the second elder.

Who doesn't know that there is only one elder in Baigudao now? Also emphasizing the ranking of the second elder is, in all likelihood, ironic. As for the remaining one or two, they are probably people like Dragon Noodles, or people like Pig Noodles...

"Cough." Seeing that Lu Yan was speechless, Zhang Linchuan coughed and said, "Let's put Du Ruhui's matter aside for now. The most urgent thing now is the plan of the Holy Master. The Holy Master uses the black disaster that has ravaged the whole country, refining as the source of disaster." An incarnation, a holy body of bones. Now it is triggered in advance, and it is not perfect enough, so what can I do?"

Lu Yan snorted coldly: "Isn't it the position you selected and the man you dispatched?"

"Look." Zhang Linchuan spread his hands, "I'm going back to the question of why no one is available to me."

The two senior executives are pushing and shoving each other here, like two green skins on the street, saying "come here". It looks menacing, but in fact it is all nonsense.

The saint is not in the underground palace directly, and I don't know what to do there.

After Fenglin City, these people seem to be farther apart.

Long Mian looked up, the Holy Master was still sitting upright, expressionless and speechless. No one knew whether He was listening or not.

The Holy Master has no attitude, and he will not have an attitude about it.

"Monkey face, rabbit face." The keel face said: "Come closer."

The monkey-bone-faced person was standing beside him, so his words were mainly aimed at the rabbit-bone-faced person.

The rabbit face looked at Zhang Linchuan with some horror.

Zhang Linchuan nodded slightly, and then she moved a few steps towards the man with the keel face nervously.

"I'm asking you guys. The pig noodles are dead."

The keel-faced person paused, and continued: "Out of the twelve, he is the craziest and the most stupid. But he is the only one who really treats you as brothers and sisters. Don't you feel sorry for him at all?"

The rabbit-bone-faced man shrank his neck and did not dare to make a sound.

The more she looked like this, the more angry Long Mian was, but he knew that this woman belonged to Zhang Linchuan's faction. The Holy Lord still needs to rely on these people. If he doesn't want to destroy the Holy Lord's plan, he has to be patient first.

But the monkey-faced man was silent for a while, and said: "Out of the twelve people, only three of us are left."

He looked at the keel-faced person: "Brother Long. You said that I am sad one by one, can you get over it?"

The keel-faced person was speechless for a while!

Lu Yan closed his eyes, his face was gloomy, and he couldn't see his mind clearly.

Zhang Linchuan even hid all his expressions under the mask, only a pair of eyes with difficult emotions.

Everyone in this underground palace hall has a face and a mood.

No one knows what anyone really thinks.

Even if he is as great as the Holy Lord, who would dare to say that he has truly comprehended His will?

...

at this time.

The sitting Holy Master spoke indifferently.

"The time has come," He said.