The Supreme Emperor of the City

Chapter 585 Covering for You
"Refused?"

A place where black and white intertwine, surrounded by a huge peach grove.

In the peach grove, countless peach blossoms are in full bloom.

It's just that these peach blossoms are not pink, but a black red color, which looks extremely strange.

Under a huge peach tree, there are three futons.

There was no one sitting on one of the futons.

On the other two futons, there were two people sitting.

The two of them were shrouded in a layer of mist, and they could only see their outlines a little bit, but they couldn't see what they looked like.

It is even impossible to tell whether they are male or female.

The person sitting on the futon on the left felt the aura of the person on the futon on the right fluctuate slightly, and immediately asked him jokingly.

After his words fell, the man said in an extremely indifferent tone: "Since you don't know what's interesting, then find a chance to kill him."

After the words fell, the mist around him gradually dissipated, revealing his figure.

He was wearing a black and white robe.

He sat cross-legged on the futon, causing his long hair to hang to the ground.

His facial features looked very strange.

Sometimes it feels very ordinary to people, and sometimes it feels like a radiant light.

Seeing that the mist on the man dissipated, the mist on the other person also gradually dissipated.

He was wearing a blue robe, and his long, jet-black hair hung down behind him.

His appearance is exceptionally handsome, but also full of vicissitudes.

Hearing what the man in the black and white robe said, the man in the blue robe calmly said, "Mu, you should have guessed how much it would cost to kill him."

"I understand, but since he doesn't cooperate with us, he must die, otherwise it will hinder us."

Mukuro's eyes fluctuated slightly.

They are all aware of Lin Xingming's methods.

They also deduced some of Lin Xing's methods that he did not reveal.

He knew very well that if he wanted to kill Lin Xing, even if he did it himself, it would cost a lot of money.

But, that's all it can do now.

Otherwise, Lin Xing will definitely hinder them! !

The eyes of the man in the blue robe moved slightly, he shook his head slightly and said to Mu: "Wait a little longer, Lin Xing is going to be dealt with, but dealing with Lin Xing now is not worth the candle."

Having said that, he paused slightly, and continued: "You can continue to try to win over Wutong, he is very interesting."

"no way."

Mukuro shook his head without thinking.

Those who can step up from the weak to the top step by step are extremely resolute in mind.

Last time, since Wutong rejected him, it meant that he had made up his mind.

It is impossible to continue trying to win Wutong over.

Unless, he can hold Wutong's handle.

But Wutong has lived countless times of cultivation, so there is no reason to speak of it! !

The man in the blue robe was silent for a while when he heard this.

A few minutes later, he suddenly said to Mu Wu leisurely: "Then put these things aside for the time being, we need to be extra vigilant against the Eight Patriarchs of Martial Arts.

You know, those eight old guys are really old monsters who have run through the entire history of cultivation, and their current strength is definitely stronger than we imagined.

If they jump out next, if we are a little careless, those eight old guys may notice something..."

Mukuro nodded subconsciously when he heard this.

His face became slightly gloomy, and he said with a trace of murderous intent in his eyes: "Those eight old guys, why are they still alive now? If it weren't for the care of those eight old guys, we would It’s already been a success!!”

"Do you think that the Eighth Patriarch of Martial Arts is just talking about it?"

The man in the blue robe heard this and smiled silently.

Those eight guys were able to open up a prosperous road for countless people, which is enough to show that they are extraordinary.

How could it be possible for a guy with so much luck to die so easily.

Speaking of this, the man in the blue robe seemed to have thought of something. He looked at Mu with serious eyes and said, "Mu, don't think about going to trouble those eight old guys right now."

"Don't worry, I'm not that stupid."

Mu slightly shook his head, if the Eighth Patriarch of Martial Arts, there is only one living now, so he doesn't need to be afraid at all.

However, each of the eight martial arts ancestors is still alive.

If I am going to trouble them now, I am not asking for my own death.

"I know you're not stupid, you're even smart, but I'm afraid you'll lose your mind!"

The man in the blue robe sighed softly.

The two of them were born in the era of martial arts.

They have, and have seen, the Eight Patriarchs of Martial Arts.

However, when they met the eight ancestors of martial arts, those eight guys had truly stood on top of all races.

And they can only look up to their existence.

Once, the Eighth Patriarch of Martial Arts had commented on the two of them.

That evaluation, to them at the time, was no less than a bolt from the blue.

But now that I think about it carefully, the Eight Patriarchs of Martial Arts' evaluation of them is really pertinent.

It's just that he was afraid, this guy couldn't let go of the knot in his heart.

At that time, because of acting rashly, he will fold himself in.

"Don't worry, although I'm still not happy with those eight guys, but I have to admit now, those eight old guys have a long-term gaze, and they are really perverted to the extreme."

Mukui sighed, and the fog around him reappeared, enveloping him in it.

Immediately, his voice became a little illusory: "Okay, I will continue to cover for you, you two, work harder, don't get caught in the slightest, or when the time comes, we will be like that group of people in the night." , has fallen short.”

After the words fell, Mukui's figure began to become extremely illusory.

After a while, Mukui completely disappeared in this place.

The man in the blue robe, after Mukuro left, his eyes became extremely dignified.

He twitched his fingers slightly, and murmured in a soliloquy voice: "The Eight Patriarchs of Martial Arts, Fu Xin and others together are really enough to cause headaches."

Mumbling to the back, he seemed to have thought of something, and the seriousness on his face slowly disappeared.

At the corner of his mouth, there was a playful smile.

Although, the next thing is indeed very difficult.

But fortunately, they thought of the worst outcome early on.

Next, it depends on how strong that guy is.

If that guy is strong, all the troubles in the future will not be troubles! ! !
(End of this chapter)