Rebirth of the King of Demons

Chapter 483 The Great Elder

Lisven's suppressed angry voice echoed throughout the hall.

No one dared to look directly at him, which made the already quiet hall even more peaceful after Lisven's voice fell.

It can be said that... a needle can be heard.

The quiet is a little scary.

"This..." The real leader of Liberia sat on top of it, his lips twitched but he never spoke.

He has been in a high position for a long time, but now he doesn't know how to find a perfect answer to answer Liswen's question just now.

Even now he was a little afraid to look directly into Lisven's resentful eyes.

Because as the person in charge of a temple, the real authority, it is too embarrassing to be knocked on the door like this.

Just when the person in charge didn't know how to answer Lisven's question.

In this quiet hall, there was a very sudden burst of rhythmic applause.

I saw a man wearing a golden armor with a very strange pattern printed on his chest slowly walking up.

This man has long golden hair and light blue pupils, and looks like a very handsome man.

but.

Relying on his keenness, Mu Nian felt a familiar aura.

The appearance of the man made Agger, who was standing beside Helen, stare at him straight at this moment.

Just staring at this man so closely, even Luo Bing couldn't help but look sideways frequently, secretly peeping.

This made Helen on the side a little bit apprehensive.

But what I have to admit is that this man does give people a very holy and bright feeling.

and so.

In private, Helen gently pulled Agger's weak and boneless little hands, and said in a slightly displeased tone: "Be careful, don't look at this person's good looks, maybe he is not a good person."

Agger frowned, "Get your salty pig hands away!"

Then he continued: "How could I be confused by this kind of person, I just feel a little curious."

"Curious? Curious about what?"

"He may not be from our side. Also, do I need to say it a second time?"

"Not from us? Could it be..." Helen thought about this and glanced at Mu Nian secretly.

However, being scolded by Agel like this, he could only let go of his hand reluctantly.

"This... is out of control, completely out of control, it's out of instinct, I hope Senior Sister will not blame me!"

Agger curled his lips slightly, ignoring Helen, who was very unreliable in his eyes.

And this time.

This man with long blond hair, light blue pupils, and extremely coquettish looks, who looked like a woman, spoke.

His voice is very delicate, but his tone is condescending, which makes people sound very uncomfortable.

"This is the commander of the Libyan Temple Army? It's really a great prestige!
What a noble existence the person in charge is, how can you allow someone like you to question and scold in front of so many people in this hall, I think you probably don't want your head! ? "

heard.

Lisven gave him a cold look, and then said in a low voice, questioningly: "If I'm not mistaken, you should be the one who conducts the census in our harbor."

"Yes, it's me!
But what do you mean by that?Could it be that you are suspecting that I am in collusion with the Temple of Anubis? "The blond man's voice was vaguely displeased, and his eyes were fixed on Lisven.

He hates humble humans talking to him in this tone, because his status is so noble.

But... Lisven laughed at this time.

After laughing twice, he said slowly: "I don't seem to have said anything, why is Master Mo Ze so anxious? I remember that Master Mo Ze claims to be steady.

what is it today?Why do I feel that this is not like you at all!

Could it be that you are not feeling well today...or is it really related to you, Mr. Moze? "

When the blond man named Moze heard this, he let out a sneer of disdain.

After the laughter, he still said in that condescending tone: "I advise you not to make excuses for a while.

Whether I do well or not doesn't seem to have much to do with you, the commander.

I advise you to keep your mouth shut obediently, otherwise you will be careful to cause unwarranted disasters for yourself! "

"Master Moze is really very powerful. He is worthy of being the spokesperson of the Temple of Light." Lisven also sneered disdainfully. It seemed that he didn't care about the threat of this man named Moze.

"Do you want to die?" After Moze finished speaking.

The whole person's body also revealed a burst of light.

The golden light shook, making him look like a scorching sun, which was also extremely dazzling in this hall.

Of course, Lisven would not just sit and wait for death, and was also ready to fight back at any time.

"This is above the main hall. Master Moze did this, is it a bit too disregarding the face of the person in charge!?"

After hearing this, Mo Ze was not moved at all, and still stared at Li Wen coldly.

The leader of the Libyan Temple is just a puppet of the Temple of Light, and he doesn't need to have any fear.

Therefore, the two held each other's eyes, and everyone in the hall took a few steps back unconsciously, so as not to accidentally injure themselves when the two of them did their hands later.

At this moment.

Heng walked slowly to Lisven's side, stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder lightly, signaling him not to be impulsive here.

Moser might be okay after the urge, and he doesn't have to be.

Lisven glanced at Moze, and finally put away the long sword in his hand.

And Moze also returned to the way it was just now, and the scene returned to the tranquility just now.

"Young man, remember that impulsiveness is not a good thing."

Just then.

An old man with white hair and wrinkled face stepped out from the crowd.

His pace is slow, but sonorous and powerful.

And as he stepped forward step by step, the people around him consciously made way for him.

And around him.

It followed the two swordsmen with long swords hanging from their waists, and their long hair was tied up with cloth strips.

Although it still looks a bit messy, it gives people a sense of unrestrained and unrestrained chic.

"Great Elder, why are you here?" Heng smiled slightly, and hurriedly greeted him.

"If I don't come again, I'm afraid someone will ride on the neck of my Libyan shrine and shit!" The elder looked at Heng with a smile, but he spoke very straightforwardly, and he was also a hearty person.

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(End of this chapter)