Chapter 866 Confidence

"Failed?"

The monk was sitting on a high seat, hiding half of his body.

I can't see clearly the change in his expression.

Only these three words were murmured.

It feels strangely familiar.

It seems that he has been receiving news of failed missions recently.

Now the Venerable who is half-kneeling on the ground has failed to complete the tasks assigned by the organization twice in a row.

The high-ranking monk slowly lowered his head and looked at the monks in the hall, and said solemnly: "You have failed two missions in a row, do you still dare to return?"

"Hall master, this subordinate is really no match for that person."

The high-ranking monk was furious.

"If you can fail to assassinate a kid at the peak of Nascent Soul, what else does the organization do to support you?"

The hall master didn't take action directly. Since Huang Hu could come back so calmly, he would definitely give him an explanation. If he was still dissatisfied after hearing this person's explanation, he would just send Huang Hu back to him when the time comes.

"My general succeeded, but unexpectedly, that boy was helped by a magical weapon!"

"Weapon spirit treasure?"

"Report to the Hall Master."

"It's exactly the artifact that the organization once said was missing in the City of All Things."

"Honoring Soul Flag!"

…

wilderness.

The young man held the soul flag tightly.

The blue-black flags looked like an abyss.

It's like the dark blue sky high up in the sky.

At this time, it shielded him from the scorching sun and the cold light.

The young man swallowed and spit.

He was exhausted, and he didn't even have the strength to escape. He had very little mana left to rely on, and the crisis he faced didn't allow him to breathe at all.

"Hand it over!"

"The sound of shouting and questioning came from the mouth of the leader."

That was a strong man in the advanced stages of Qi training.

A large number of people were entangled and surrounded him.

"Hand over the treasure and I'll give you a good time."

The young man wanted to give up, but when he saw the soul flag in his hand, the blue-black color made him unable to weaken.

He knew clearly in his heart that no matter whether he handed over the treasure or not, these people would not let him go. If there was a chance, they would definitely swarm him and chop him into pieces.

Seemingly sensing the young man's intention, the leader sneered: "Do you think you are that venerable person who looks like a cloud in the sky?"

"Even if I give you the real soul-honoring flag."

"You have to hand over your things today too!"

The young man roared angrily: "That was originally passed down from my ancestors."

"Who believes it?"

The leading monk asked the monk behind him.

Then thunderous laughter erupted.

"I believe."

A dull voice fell.

The leading Qi Refiner was furious and opened his eyes wide to search for the source of the sound until he saw a monk in a red robe walking past him.

That man looked very handsome, but his head was larger than that of an ordinary person, which made him look not so coordinated, which ruined the beauty.

"You have a big brain and a short life..."

"Noisy."

The big-headed monk in red robe waved his hand gently.

The round briquette squatting next to him was immediately overjoyed.

Suddenly.

From a small briquette, he turned into a ferocious beast, opening his bloody mouth and sweeping away everyone in front of him.

Bang, bang, bang.

The creepy chewing sound woke the boy up.

The young man's eyes widened.

He took half a step back and stumbled to the ground.

And the soul flag in his hand also fell out of his hand.

Before the soul flag fell to the ground, it was caught by a big hand.

The splendid red-robed monk looked at it carefully and commented: "It is crudely made and only has its shape. It doesn't even have basic magical powers."

"Even if you buy such a magical weapon, it won't be as powerful as a sword."

"Why do you want to buy such a magic weapon?"

The young man looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, as if he was surprised that the other person had not heard of the name of the Zunhun Banner.

He looked at the black charcoal that had been turned back into briquettes, cold sweat dripped down his face, and said stumblingly: "How could it be possible? I have defeated many powerful enemies after getting this magic weapon."

The young man didn't understand very much.

He has obviously defeated many powerful enemies, but why does this person say that he shouldn't use this magical weapon?

If he can win with such a crappy magic weapon, then how does he win?

"It seems that this magic weapon has given you indescribable confidence!"

"Why does this magic weapon give you confidence?"

"Why?"

The young man looked like a savage.

Surprised: "You really don't know?"

"I don't know, please ask my little brother to clarify."

The young man relaxed suddenly and said with high spirits: "Okay, then let me tell the story of that day to the seniors."

…

"Let's talk about it again."

"Sister, please tell me the story of that day again." Yu Lingshu held the female cultivator's shoulder and entangled the female cultivator to tell her the story of that day.

Yu Linglong glanced at her sister dotingly and said helplessly: "I have told you several times, and my family members have told you even more. Why do you still want to listen?"

Speaking of this, Yu Lingshu immediately said shyly: "I don't want to know more about that indomitable hero. Maybe this person will become my brother-in-law."

Yu Linglong couldn't help but smile when she saw her sister's probing and evasive expression.

How could she not know what her sister was thinking.

But she still started talking.

"His name is Meng Zhi. He came to the ancient city like a mysterious young hero and wanted to challenge the leader of the Sea Whale Gang. However, he gained the favor of his father and became the leader of the Yujin Gang in Xianlou. At that time, he was unknown and powerless.

...After three years of precipitation, at the end of June, around the 24th, the Divine Tribulation was initiated in Tuoyue Canyon."

"It will definitely be difficult to survive the God Transformation Tribulation."

Yu Lingshu took over the conversation.

"really."

"Especially when Meng Zhi killed the leader of the gang in order to establish his prestige. In these years, his father helped him suppress the matter."

"After Chen Jinding learned that Meng Zhi was going to survive the catastrophe, he immediately invited his seventh uncle."

"Uncle Seven?!"

Yu Lingshu exclaimed.
To be continued...