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Chapter 332 Holy Venerable Dark Emperor (1)
The bright moon hangs in the sky, and the thin clouds and mist like a cloud veil linger around, making it still wandering outside at night. People who are free and free will not be able to help but admire the good night after seeing it.

On a moonlit night, in the famous Red Maple Forest to the east of the Red Maple City, the Holy One sat alone in the Red Maple Pavilion, his entire face covered by a golden mask.

From a distance, he looks like a painting, with every stroke flowing smoothly and gracefully.

Does he have nothing to do, so he ran out to watch the scenery at night?Of course not.

"Is hide-and-seek fun?" The Holy One suddenly turned his head, his eyes drooping without looking anywhere.

There were no other figures in the red maple grove, and the saint picked leaves from the air and shot towards one place.

There was no doubt about it, but a person appeared.

The person who appeared was wearing a dark red or dark brown robe, wrapping his whole body tightly so that no skin was exposed.His face is so ordinary that people will forget it at a glance.But at this time, the aura all over his body will not be ignored by anyone no matter what.

"Holy One." The man called out emotionlessly, like an ordinary call, more like confirming his identity.

The saint turned sideways, leaning lazily on the pillars of the pavilion, the eyes behind the mask swept across the man, giving a perfunctory attitude.

"The legendary dark emperor has this kind of virtue." The tone was not regrettable, nor was it deliberately sarcastic, but it was more uncomfortable than the first two.

It turned out that the man who came suddenly was actually the Dark Emperor who had been rumored for a long time in the world.

The Holy Venerable and the Dark Emperor gathered here together. If people knew about it, they would definitely come over and watch.

"I've let you down." An Emperor said indifferently.

The Holy One indeed nodded on this matter.

An Emperor's expression seemed to twitch for a moment, but the speed of recovery was so fast that people couldn't help but wonder if it was his own illusion.

"Since you deliberately ignored the traces and led me here, you didn't just want to see me."

The venerable said: "Wrong, this venerable really just wants to see what the guy with the same name as this venerable looks like."

The dark emperor looked at him silently.

After a while, the Holy One was still sitting comfortably in the pavilion drinking a small wine, while the Dark Emperor stood outside the pavilion, like a resident stone sculpture that has not moved for a thousand years.

Suddenly, the Dark Emperor appeared in front of the Holy Venerable, his moves were sharp and ethereal, pleasing to the eye and full of murderous intent, as if he wanted to kill the Holy Venerable here.

Shengzun reacted very quickly and fought against him without any panic.

In a short while, the two exchanged more than a dozen moves, none of which were loud moves. When the two separated, they returned to their respective positions.

If it weren't for the extra leaves on the ground, I'm afraid it would make people think that the previous confrontation between the two was an illusion, and the two had never moved at all.

"It's amazing for the Holy One to have such skill at such a young age." An Emperor's words implied a touch of sincere admiration and scruples.

The saint smiled lightly, his elegant laughter matched his white clothes and golden face, and his demeanor was as outstanding as a banished fairy who lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests.

It's no wonder that people in the Jianghu regard him as a representative of the righteous way. Just looking at his appearance, there is really no one who is more pure and full of aura than him.

It's just that what he said was far less personable than his appearance, "You're always going to be strong."

"..." An Emperor was silent for a moment, obviously suffocated by his words.

In the past, he had heard that the Shengzun of Shengxian Mountain was unpredictable, eccentric and changeable, and it was okay to say that he was willful.It's just that being famous is not as good as meeting him. I originally thought that as the master of Shengxian Mountain, so many recluses are willing to obey the superior, no matter how weird it is, it will not exceed one degree.But after seeing it with his own eyes, he could realize how weird and willful this Holy One is.

The Dark Emperor is not a good-tempered person by nature, but the Holy Venerable on the opposite side makes him have to be scrupulous, and he is unwilling to reveal his true nature in front of him, so he still patiently said: "Since we meet, let's talk about business."

The Holy One asked, "What do you mean by business?"

The Andi said in a deep voice: "You and I were originally the same as the river, but I don't know why the Holy One suddenly dealt with me."

The Holy One was a little surprised and said: "The person who sent the deity back didn't bring you the original words of the deity?"

The person he put back?Exact words?Naturally, it had reached the ears of the Dark Emperor, but the other party's reason was too inexplicable. How could people in high positions like them offend someone who was as powerful as themselves for such an inexplicable reason.

"Don't the Holy One think that reason is too childish?" Andu said coldly.

"In the eyes of the deity, you are just a trifling matter." The venerable said calmly, neither happy nor sad, it was natural.

The Dark Emperor frowned, "The Holy One seems to be very dissatisfied with me."

The venerable said lightly: "You already know the reason, so why ask any more questions."

"For the sake of a reputation, the Holy One is so fanatical, he is really young." The dark emperor finally had a hint of sarcasm in his tone, revealing a bit of his true nature.

"There is no need to remind yourself that you are old again and again," said the saint lightly.

The cold wind in the Red Maple Forest was blowing slowly, as if forced by the aura of the two of them, it was even colder to the bone.

In the end, it was Andi who spoke first, and said coldly: "If you destroy my Cross Gate and Yayun Point, I will destroy your Changle Palace. Do you really plan to fight me like this?"

Changle Palace is a long-renowned evil sect in the Jianghu, but few people know that there is someone above the master of Changle Palace, and the real master behind the scenes is Shengzun of Shengxian Mountain.

The Holy One didn't respond at all, as if Changle Palace had nothing to do with him.

The dark emperor's eyes became even darker. He had lived for so long and met countless people, but he just couldn't see through this saint.A person who is clearly not very old has a willful temper that makes people helpless, and when he is silent, he is unpredictable, like a bottomless deep sea.

"Don't you care about your reputation? I don't know how people in the world will react after they know that the master of Changle Palace is the Holy One."

"Say so much." The Venerable finally responded, with a soft and lazy voice, "Isn't it just to reconcile with the deity."

The Andi's eyes froze, but he didn't deny it.

He really didn't want to be an enemy of the Holy Master, not because he was afraid of the opponent, but because fighting the opponent would disrupt many of his plans and add a lot of trouble to him.

No one knows how powerful the Holy One is, or how strong his background is, even he doesn't know.

This person seemed to have been born out of nowhere, and his reputation began to spread ten years ago, and then it got out of hand.

Calculated in this way, when the saint became famous, he was only a teenager, or even a child.

It's good that such a peerless genius, who is rare in a thousand years, hasn't grown up, but once he grows up, it will always make people feel complicated and extra scruples.

(End of this chapter)