Chapter 267
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It was foreseeable that from today onward, Jiu Zimo, this abject disciple of a fallen sect, would amaze the world with a single brilliant feat. From then on, he would turn into an unreachable dragon in the sky.
Some people sighed at Hall Chief Wu's shortsightedness.
Some people ridiculed Wu Lewei for her fickleness.
It was obviously the best opportunity to get close to a big shot, but this father and daughter pair forced him out of the mountain gate with a stick.
Serves him right for being unlucky!
He deserved a fate worse than death!
Looking at the crippled Hall Chief Wu, the sympathy in everyone's eyes faded.
"Senior Brother Lian." Jiao Zimo, who was pulled up from the ground by Lian Zizhuo, had an even more excited look in his eyes.
It turned out that the War God Temple's Young Master was so approachable. It was clearly a bright moon in the sky, but its radiance wasn't dazzling at all. This was the difference between a true expert and a half-baked one.
Jiao Zimo glanced at Clan Chief Wu and swore in his heart that he would become an upright and righteous man like Lian Zizhuo.
"You are the fourth Sword Son of my War God Temple." Lian Zizhuo smiled. "Pack your things and follow me into the hall to cultivate."
Even the purpose of Lian Zibo's visit was to retrieve the Sword Son. Otherwise, with his noble status, why would he condescend to a tiny supreme sect?
So fast?
Jiu Zimo's pupils shrank. He turned his head to look at Bei Sansan, who had yet to grow up, Zhen Xiaoxiao, who had gone to destroy Mount Nether, the powerful fighter Zhou Zhou, and everyone else who had been led astray by Zhen Xiaoxiao …
He felt that once he left, the Flying Dragon Temple would be completely destroyed by them within a day.
"I …"
Jiao Zimo hesitated for a moment, then suddenly raised his head with determination.
"My Flying Dragon Temple seems to have been removed from the Heavenly Sea Valley three years ago."
"Oh?" Lian Zi Zhuo tilted his head slightly, a puzzled expression on his face. "How can my Junior Brother act without a good reason? I'll let Heavenly Sea Valley know about this. "
With a flick of his finger, a purple token appeared out of thin air, and Lian Zizhuo pushed it toward the Heavenly Sea Valley.
This was the power of a big shot.
In the time it took to say those words, Zong Po's calamity was quietly erased.
Jiu Zimo took a deep breath. No matter where his Master and the Elders died, the Soaring Dragon Temple must not be defeated by him.
He looked at the smiling Lian Zizhuo and spoke again, "Although our reputation can be restored, the disciples are still inexperienced and young. I hope that Xiong Yi, the deposed Elder of Tiger-subduing Hall, can be the Left Guardian of the Flying Dragon Temple and manage the disciples on my behalf."
Although Uncle Xiong was ostracized in the Tiger Subduing Hall, his life token was still in the Tiger Subduing Hall, so he couldn't leave whenever he wanted. Jiu Zimo could only make use of this opportunity to bring him away. At the same time, with the old man guarding the sect, Jiu Zimo would be more at ease.
"Who is Xiong Yi? Give me your life token, and from now on, you will be the Left Protector of the Soaring Dragon Temple. "
Without even needing the permission of the Tiger Subdue Hall Master, Lian Zizhuo lightly moved his finger and a white life token flew out of the restricted area of Black Wood Hall. It landed lightly on his fingertip and flickered.
Me?
The Left Protector of Flying Dragon Temple?
The one-eyed black old man's name was suddenly mentioned. Even he himself couldn't believe it, and his body froze.
"Zimo, Uncle is now … no different from a cripple!" He was deeply gratified by Jiu Zimo's unwavering loyalty, but he had been severely injured three years ago, and his cultivation had regressed. The two Soul Beating Whips had deeply injured his foundation. Uncle Xiong believed that he would die in a few years.
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