Bishop's Retirement

But before he finished speaking.

Then Pang Tianjun strangled his throat.

Looking at the subordinates in front of him, the veins on Pang Tianjun's forehead popped out.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he said word by word: "I..."

"who is it?"

when speaking.

His body trembled violently.

There were bean-sized sweat dripping down on his forehead.

The whole person looked quite painful.

"You are……"

Being strangled by Pang Tianjun's neck, this subordinate said, "It's Master Illusionist..."

Illusionist?

As soon as these words came out, the voice in his mind came again.

The screen also appeared in front of my eyes.

The man in purple appeared in front of him and said, "Well, the injuries are almost healed..."

"It's just that there are still some scars on the face..."

"After a long time, the witch doctor will erase it for you..."

"From today onwards, you will be called Illusionist, and share the worries of the superior with me!"

Ah!

Thinking back on all this, Pang Tianjun let out a low growl.

He threw his hands away with force.

At the same time covering his head, the whole person began to gasp for breath.

Whoa!

With his growl.

A circle of masked men stepped forward instantly.

Surrounded Pang Tianjun in it.

He seemed to be very wary of him.

tread!tread!tread!

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps.

Immediately afterwards, a man in purple clothes and a ghost mask stepped forward.

At this time, if the god catcher was present, he would be able to recognize it at a glance.

This ghost mask.

It is exactly the same as what Luo Yunqing wore on his face before!

As soon as this person comes out.

Everyone present fell silent.

Even Pang Tianjun looked at this person.

"How about it?"

At this time, he looked at Pang Tianjun and said, "Have you got the thing?"

"Failed……"

Pang Tianjun said in a deep voice, "Bai Mingyu is at the scene..."

"Besides there is a strange man with extremely high martial arts..."

"Bai Mingyu?"

Hearing Pang Tianjun's words, the man in purple said, "No wonder..."

"As the leader of the martial arts alliance, the person who can kill the holy king..."

"It's normal for you to fail..."

"Don't take it to heart, just get things done next time!"

"I arranged for the master to chant scriptures for you to meditate..."

While speaking, he also patted Pang Tianjun on the shoulder intimately.

While being patted on the shoulder by the man in purple, Pang Tianjun nodded.

Immediately, he opened his mouth and said, "Also, they keep calling me Pang Tianjun..."

"Who is Pang Tianjun?"

!!!

As soon as this remark came out, the body of the purple-clothed man froze.

His eyes fell on Pang Tianjun's body through the mask, with a gloomy look.

At the same time, he said, "I don't know..."

"Maybe it's Zhengdao who looks very similar to you!"

During the words, the man in purple wanted to prevaricate.

"But……"

At this moment, Pang Tianjun said, "This name has always been circling in my mind..."

"What else..."

"Li Cangnan..."

"All right……"

Before Pang Tianjun finished speaking, the man in purple interrupted: "Your wounds are not healed..."

"Escaping from Bai Mingyu again this time, I think I'm tired..."

"You take a good rest, I will let the master chant sutras for you to fall asleep!"

As he spoke, the man in purple clapped his hands.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Following three crisp sounds, four monks in monk robes walked in slowly.

As soon as the four monks entered the room, they surrounded Pang Tianjun.

At the same time, the dead man pinched the rosary with his hands and chanted in a low voice.

Immediately bursts of singing echoed.

The huge cabin was instantly filled with the sound of singing.

With the resounding sound of singing, Pang Tianjun's manic mood calmed down.

His eyelids became heavier and heavier.

In the end, it slowly closed down and passed out.

"Grandmaster?"

As Pang Tianjun fell asleep, the man in purple said.

"exist!"

Hearing this, an old man in a monk's robe came up.

Seeing the old man approaching, the man in purple said, "Your method of moving souls doesn't seem to work well..."

"He actually remembered his name..."

"Can I understand that he will think of more things in the future..."

"Finally remembered that I am Pang Tianjun?"

Between the words, the man in purple already asked a little more.

"My lord, the method of moving souls should be impeccable..."

The old man took a step forward and said, "Over the years, this person has done a lot for us, which is the best proof..."

"This time he is dealing with Bai Mingyu..."

"Bai Mingyu's glacier profound kung fu is the most capable of restraining these kung fu techniques. From what I see, it should be Bai Mingyu attacking his altar with frosty air..."

"So much so that the method of moving souls has been shaken..."

"It only needs to be cast once more, and the effect can be consolidated!"

When speaking, there was a treacherous smile on the old man's face.

"Then move faster!"

Hearing the old man's words, the man in purple said, "Zheng Heyan is just resting in Jinling..."

"We must snatch the Nine Dragons Moyu Cauldron within this time!"

"Furthermore, completely erase the name Li Cangnan..."

"Otherwise, it will not be a good thing for the superior and Hei Tiandi!"

At this point, the man in purple appeared a little depressed.

Chapter 1462

Jinling, Yihong Courtyard.

Looking at all kinds of women in thin clothes and Yingying Yanyan in front of him.

Zheng Heyan, who had changed into commoner clothes, was extremely shocked.

He glanced around.

Then he looked at Huangpusong in front of him, and said in a low voice: "General Huangpu..."

"There is a mixture of fish and dragons here, and the atmosphere is smoky..."

"It's really chaotic!"

"Isn't it quite dangerous for the Holy Majesty to stay in such a place?"

While speaking, Zheng Heyan frowned.

There was a hint of worry on his face.

As soon as this remark came out, Huang Pusong laughed.

He turned his head to look at Zheng Heyan beside him, and said, "Heyan, you don't know something..."

"Although it seems chaotic here..."

"But it's far safer than the capital and the outside world!"

At this point, Zheng Heyan's heart skipped a beat.

He glanced around incredulously.

Immediately looking at Huang Pusong, he said, "What do you mean?"

"Here, can it be safer than the capital!?"

"This is not the place to talk..."

Seeing Zheng Heyan's appearance, Huang Posong patted him on the shoulder: "Come with me..."

"You'll know in a while!"