In Rakshasa Prison, Xie Tian preferred to walk in a straight line.
So on the way, Luo Yong was fortunate enough to see the 33 families that were destroyed by Xie Tian.
If it was before, he would be anxious, but now, it did not affect his heart.
After all, the one that knelt in front of Xie Tian was one of the six ancestors of Blood Mist World.
Even the ancestor had knelt, what could a mere 30 families do?
Even if in these families that were destroyed by Xie Tian, there were his good friends, his rivals in love when he was young, his enemies that rode on his head …
He did not care.
Because he realized that his master did not care about him, a slave.
He had knelt down just now!
He had lost his master's face!
He had even been soul searched!
You, did not even scold me?
Fine, maybe my tragic experience made you feel pity, and you could not bear to scold me …
But you could not bear to scold me?
Can't you, let me improve a little?
… …
All in all, Luo Yong was in a mess.
Just having an awesome master wasn't that meaningful. What any slave wanted was for their master to value them. When the master valued them to the point that they couldn't leave them, their fate would undergo an earth-shattering change.
This was especially important to Luo Yong who was motivated.
"No, I cannot just follow like this, I, I have to share master's burden … No, I do not have the ability to, but at least, I have the heart to …"
Thinking like this, Luo Yong instantly became the righteous Zuo Zhuang of Rakshasa Prison. Looking left and right, his eyes lit up!
"Master, wait, let me do it!"
Luo Yong raised his right hand towards the sky, shouting and rushing to the right, causing Xie Tian to be stunned.
"He, what is he doing?"
Luo Mei laughed coldly, replying respectfully, "He should be trying to help master, but he does not even measure himself …"
"All of you come out!"
On the right, was the land of a family.
Luo Yong, who was blinded by his righteousness, did not see the origin of this family, and an impudent roar sounded out.
Sou sou sou …
Rakshasa kept rushing out with gloomy expressions.
It was impossible for the owner not to be angry when someone yelled at their doorstep.
As for the Rakshasa who rushed out, although their faces were gloomy, they did not retort. They were quite cultured.
Smiling coldly, Terracotta Warrior had just thought of the word 'cultivate' when his heart let out a thump.
"F * ck, no, no way …"
"Hmph, I was wondering who it was …"
A Great Sage slowly walked out from the clan's land and arrived in front of the Rakshasa. He looked at Luo Yong and said indifferently, "So it's Luo Yong. What's the matter? Was the lesson I gave you last time not enough? Or perhaps you've made some progress after secluding yourself for tens of thousands of years? So you want me, Luo Wen, to teach you a lesson?"
Luo Wen was one of the top three Saints in the Blood Mist Domain.
According to the rumors, Luo Wen could break through to the Holy Monarch Realm at any time and become the seventh ancestor of the Blood Mist Realm.
Tens of thousands of years ago, the Luo Yong Family had a conflict with the Luo Wen Family because of a small conflict. In the end, it even developed to the extent that the leaders of both families had to come out …
Of course, at this stage, the small conflict naturally came to an end. Luo Yong took the painful lesson of being defeated within 50 moves and returned to his family to seclude himself. He only came out of seclusion when the incident of the Evil Emperor's successor broke out.
Seeing Luo Yong's expression change dramatically, as if he had stepped on a landmine when he went out to show off, and now he suddenly realized his regret. He also had the resentment of meeting an enemy, and even had the urge to slap himself. Luo Wen laughed and was speechless.
"If it wasn't because you were too naive, I wouldn't have made the agreement of 50 moves with you tens of thousands of years ago. Now, it seems that you are even more stupid than I thought … Huh?"
Luo Wen suddenly exclaimed, because he realized that the interesting changes in Luo Yong's expression had ended too quickly. Now, this naive and stupid face was filled with confidence and a cold smile.
"Heh, you actually have confidence now …"
"Hmph!" Luo Yong snorted coldly and said lightly, "Tens of thousands of years ago, I was defeated by you. Since then, our two families have no grudges!"
Luo Wen nodded and inadvertently glanced at Xie Tian and the other two behind Luo Yong. He said with a faint smile, "So, you are here …"
Luo Yong did not answer, his mind was thinking like electricity.
"Although I can use Master to take revenge, but …"
"But this is not the greatest benefit for Master!"
"Luo Wen, is a sage who can become an ancestor at any time. If he can become Master's slave …"
"Although my status will be lower in this way, but … Master, everything I do, is for you …"
…
As he thought so, a holy light appeared on his face. He took a deep breath and opened his mouth like thunder!
"Two things! First, surrender! Second, let go of the blood pool! "
Puff …
Even if they were taught well by the clan leader, after hearing this, the group of Rakshasa could not help but spurt out.
Luo Wen did not scold the disciples of the clan. After the initial shock, he could not help but smile. He then imitated Luo Yong's tone and said lightly.
"Three things. First, I reject. Second, you can do whatever you want. You can fight one on one, or you can call someone. Lastly, do you have any last words?"
His counterattack was so sharp that the group of people almost could not help but cheer!
"Luo Wen, you will regret this!"
Luo Wen only sneered at Luo Wen's counterattack. He then turned around and knelt in front of Xie Tian …
Kneel?
Seeing this scene, Luo Wen's eyes flashed!
"How can I …"
"Master, I am useless. Luo Wen does not know what is good for him. Now, I can only ask Master to show his might …"
After a series of exaggerated flattery, Xie Tian was not interested to listen anymore.
He already understood that everything Luo Yong did was to maximize his awesomeness, but …
"Is there a need to go through so much trouble …"
With a light sigh, Xie Tian held Little Bell's hand, walked past Luo Yong and walked towards Luo Wen.
"Drawing a snake with legs!" Luo Mei also snorted coldly and followed closely.
"I, I just want to share the burden for Master …" Luo Yong who was nagging suddenly laughed bitterly, "Alright, there is really no need to go through so much trouble …"
Xie Tian's advance made the atmosphere a little strange.
In the strange atmosphere, Luo Wen frowned slightly and looked at Xie Tian seriously.
But no matter how he looked …
Not to mention making him surrender and release the blood pool, he could not even find a reason to make Luo Yong a slave.
"Merely a new sage …"
"Ordinary breath of blood essence …"
…
Finally, Luo Wen seemed to have found a reason. His expression suddenly became gloomy.
"Very good, you dare to come to my door and tease me …"
Obviously …
Luo Yong recognized a Rakshasa who was inferior to him as his master. His goal was to pull Luo Wen's intelligence to the same level. Then, Luo Yong could laugh at him.
Taking a deep breath, Luo Wen finally suppressed his anger. He looked at Xie Tian and was about to speak. Suddenly, his ears trembled …
There seemed to be a voice coming from afar, it was indistinct …
"Lord … lord …"
"Lord, lord …"
"Lord …"
"Lord!"
Hong!
Ancestor Luo Chen had descended! Kneel!
When he knelt, all the Rakshasa here knelt!
They knelt until their souls scattered!
They knelt until their hearts and lungs were torn apart!
"Lord, all the blood pools in Blood Mist World are at your disposal!"
Xie Tian nodded and replied. He held Little Bell and walked towards Luo Wen family's land.
No Rakshasa dared to do anything.
At this moment, everything was frozen by ancestor Luo Chen's kneeling.
But very quickly, Luo Wen was rescued.
"Luo Wen, this ancestor asks you." Seeing Xie Tian's figure disappear, Luo Chen climbed up and asked, "Did you do anything you shouldn't have done to Lord, or say anything you shouldn't have said?"
Luo Wen opened his mouth in confusion. After a while, he said blankly, "Not, not yet, in time …"
"How fortunate!"
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