The strongest card supplier of the god-level system in the apocalypse

Chapter 1418 Quirks
Things like luck cannot be detected, it seems weird...

Hao Yu, the son of the Pavilion Master of the Haotian Pavilion, thought this in his heart, the corners of his mouth raised silently, and the bewitching color on his face became more and more...

Then he glanced at Beilin, the protector standing beside him...

This is the strength guarantee of his separatist side!

As the son of the pavilion master, even if it is only a collateral lineage, it is enough to have a Dharma protector!
"Master Yun, everything has been taken care of..."

"The entire plane has been wiped out..."

"Even if there are some fish that slip through the net, they can't turn the tide..."

"Those captured human races were transported out by warships. The fate waiting for them is to be slaves for life! They die of old age on the mine veins..."

"However, Master Yun, if you want to mine those Shenjing mines and Star Crystal mines, you still need miners. Now that you have sold all the miners, how do you deal with the mines here?"

Bei Lin, the protector of the Haotian Pavilion, who was wearing a gray long-distance race, showed a look of surprise on his face, and then asked respectfully.

"Ha ha……"

"We can buy another batch of miners!"

"It's nothing more than the God Crystal Mine. The Star Crystal Mine belongs to the high-level mine veins. The human race in this plane has no ability to mine it..."

"At least... At least you have to be a miner in the real king realm to enter it to dig star crystal ore..."

"Don't worry about this matter, wait a little longer, don't shine too much..."

"I must hold these mine veins in my own hands!"

"If the news leaks out and my brothers find out, it will still be my turn."

Hao Yun, the son of the Pavilion Master of Haotian Pavilion, said, his eyes became more and more silent.

"Master Yun is wise!"

Protector Beilin, who was wearing a gray robe, gave a flattering compliment.

"Master Yu, there won't be any accidents in the matter you entrusted to me..."

As Protector Beilin spoke, he held his head up high, full of confidence.

"Report...report...that there is a problem with the team led by Deacon Xiao En, and hundreds of thousands of practitioners have been killed!"

At this moment, a messenger rushed over from the door and reported the information.

The face of Guardian Beilin, who was wearing a gray robe, changed...

Isn't this a slap in the face?
You just said that there would be no accidents, made a promise, patted your chest, and now this is it?this one?

This is clearly playing him, okay?The point is... is there something special to play like this?Is this playing with chicken feathers?

"waste!"

"What about Sean?"

"What about others?"

"A bunch of trash!"

"What the hell happened!"

"Let Sean come back and die!"

Protector Beilin walked over with a gloomy face, stretched out his hand and grabbed the orderly by the neck, and lifted him up from the ground.

Seeing the orderly soldier's face gradually becoming ferocious due to suffocation, Bei Lin took a deep breath, and there was an expression of enjoyment on his face.

Everyone has their own idiosyncrasies.

The special hobby of this guardian of Beilin is that he likes to humiliate others... Seeing other people's expressions that they can't live but can't die, he will look very excited.

"Master...Guard...Master Dharma Protector, Sean...Master Deacon Xiao En has been...already beheaded!"

The messenger's lips trembled, his eyes were staring fixedly, and his body was twitching rapidly when he spoke...

He thought he would survive after he finished speaking, but what awaited him...was a deeper pain.

"Master Protector... No... Don't... I... I... I..."

click...

Bei Lin broke the messenger's neck silently, and then he looked extremely disgusted like throwing away a dead dog.

(End of this chapter)