Heaven Defying Formation Mage

Chapter 833
Pan Ziluo was wearing a scarlet satin gown with round neck and blue silk, with a silver sachet and jade pendant with flower and bird patterns hanging on his waist. Children are average.

Most of the people in the scattered population area on the deserted island in the frontier fortress had solemn expressions, sharp eyes with a little numbness, and their clothes were mainly simple and strong, and there were very few people dressed like Pan Ziluo.Wearing this outfit, he stood there with a smile on his face. He was really conspicuous, as if he had become the only bright color in the gray world, which made people feel better for no reason.

"Senior Brother Pan." Mo Haxiu and Mo Xingnian hurriedly saluted and said hello.

Pan Ziluo saluted back, and then told them both with pouted lips: "Don't be so polite! Most cultivators don't care about common etiquette. You two don't fall into the cliché either!"

In the eyes of cultivators, it is true that they only care about cultivation, not about age, and even more ignore common etiquette.However, Mo Xingnian thinks that etiquette cannot be discarded, but the recipient of the salute also depends on who it is.Sometimes it is necessary to salute on certain occasions, and sometimes it is to face people who I am willing to salute and greet. As for other irrelevant and unfriendly people, this salute is not worth mentioning!After all, no one likes to have a hot face and a cold butt to make fun of themselves.

However, Mo Xingnian naturally wouldn't tell Pan Ziluo what was in his heart at this time, so he humbly accepted his education without refuting.

Seeing that Mo Haxiu and Mo Xingnian were convinced of him, Pan Ziluo was as relieved as if he drank a sweet spring, and said happily: "Don't worry! You are also my juniors and juniors anyway. I will take care of you!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a sneer from the side: "Oh, Pan Waste can take care of others now? You really have a lot of talent!"

Mo Haxiu and Mo Xing couldn't figure it out, so they followed the prestige and saw a man wearing a dark blue suit and short boots ten meters away, looking this way, with a look of contempt still on his face color.The man looked less than 40 years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and an excellent appearance, except that the distance between his eyebrows was a little too close, which made his facial features not open enough.

Beside the man, there was a middle-aged man with a narrow forehead and thin lips, who was agreeing with a smile on his face at this time: "Mr. Now Pan Feifei dares to go to the arena!"

Hearing the conversation between the two, Pan Zi's frustrated face turned red, he pointed at Mr. Shen's nose and shouted, "San Shen, it's none of your business if I talk to our juniors and younger sisters in Meiyuan!"

His voice was loud, but Mo Xingnian knew that Pan Ziluo would definitely lose.The reason is very simple, because after Mr. Shen laughed at Pan Ziluo, the person next to him mentioned the arena, but Pan Ziluo didn't dare to answer, but avoided the topic.Judging from this point alone, Pan Ziluo would inevitably be caught by the other party's sore feet and severely ridiculed.

Sure enough, Third Master Shen and the middle-aged man next to him laughed out loud, as if they had heard a very funny joke.

"Brother Zhili, you guessed wrong this time! Look at him, he doesn't dare to answer your words! Trash is indeed trash!" Third Master Shen was still laughing at the beginning, but when he said the last sentence, he had already stood up. Straightening his back, his tone of voice was aggravated with disdain in his eyes.

Pan Zi's body trembled in despair, he stared fiercely at the two people opposite, but bit his lip without saying a word.

Seeing that he was silent, the middle-aged man called Zhili bent over with a smile, and sarcastically said: "How can he take care of others like this? I'm afraid that the people he takes care of are also trash! The big waste takes care of the small waste! "

This time, Mohaxiu and Mo Xingnian were scolded.

Pan Ziluo, who had just entered the frontier deserted island back then, came to Xiyue District to join his uncle, but who knew that he saw his uncle being torn into pieces by the masters of the sea clan in the arena. Step into the arena half a step.Since he didn't go to the arena, Pan Ziluo couldn't win soul stones, and almost all of his soul stones came from running errands for the elders in Xiyue district.Without the soul stone, there is no way to exchange for the training time in the wind tunnel, so a vicious circle, Pan Ziluo's cultivation base grows extremely slowly, and he has just been promoted to a second-level holy warrior.

In Xiyue District, Shen San, who has a background and is more cultivated than him, he can't afford to offend, but neither can Shang Zhili, who is holding Shen San's thigh tightly next to him.Seeing that because of himself, his brothers and sisters were humiliated, but he couldn't do anything. He was full of anger, but he couldn't vent it. At this moment, Pan Ziluo was so ashamed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground.He tried his best to control his emotions, turned his face, squeezed out a smile with difficulty, and said to Mo Haxiu and Mo Xingnian: "Senior brother and sister, I'm sorry, brother has troubled you."

Mo Haxiu and Mo Xingnian naturally didn't know the old story about Pan Ziluo, but seeing his expression, they knew that someone must have caught him.

"Senior Brother Pan, it's okay." Mo Xingnian smiled, and suddenly changed the subject and asked, "I wonder what the arena is for?"

Hearing her asking about the arena, Pan Ziluo's face turned pale, as if he had been brought up by a terrible memory, beads of sweat protruded from his forehead, his lips turned blue and trembled for a long time, but he didn't say a word .

His reaction fell into the eyes of Mr. Shen and Shang Zhili, so he was naturally laughed at again.

"Two little friends, do you want to ask about the arena? You good-for-nothing seniors don't dare to say anything, you can ask the third master me!" The third master Shen raised his head, raised his chin very high, and squinted at Mo Haxiu And Mo Xingnian, with an expression of "I'll tell you if you beg me" on his face.

It's really unreasonable!Mo Haxiu was impulsive again with an angry face: "What kind of thing are you, dare to call yourself the third master in front of the young master? You like the arena so much, you have the guts to fight me one-on-one?"

Mr. Shen knew that a new couple had come to Xiyue District. When he saw Pan Ziluo, he guessed that the people talking to him must be this pair of new masters, so he came here to step on Pan Ziluo to show off his prestige. But he didn't expect that the newcomer would be so irritable and dare to challenge himself!

"What did you say? Say it again!" Third Master Shen almost thought he had heard it wrong, and turned his head to Shang Zhili for confirmation.

Pan Ziluo, who was originally caught in the shadow of the arena, was also taken aback. Regardless of the cold sweat on his palms, he stretched out his hand to pull Mohaxiu: "Junior Brother Xiu, don't be impulsive! This Shen San is a third-level holy warrior, you can't beat him!" of!"

Mohaxiu didn't care at all, he pulled his arm hard, raised his head and asked, "What's the matter? Doesn't the arena allow the human race to challenge each other?"

(End of this chapter)