„brat, you court death!”
Four people, sphere Lin Ming, but in the Lin Ming sitting quietly seat, simply has not actually set out.
„Did you scold us is a lackey? Hey you think that you calculate what, your status, is Human Race gives, does not have the Human Race words, you are the what thing! Was inferior including the lackeys that you think how long you can also make widely known?”
The words of these four people, aggressive, their even though has not stated clearly, actually has concealed a meaning in the words, that is, Human Race must be destroyed completely by Saint Clan eventually.
At that time, Human Race elite lost the asylum of race, becomes and dog equally will be humble, might as well Saint Clan lackey.
Also is for this reason, Saint Clan Martial Artist is sporty, is supercilious.
Their even though is a servant, but the following person will not pose as, instead feeling own status, is not big influence young elite to miss what compared with Human Race.
Four people of these words, let many Human Race Martial Artist brow wrinkle on the scene immediately, Lin Ming slowly has stood from the seat, whole body aura deep like sea, lets the human facing his time, in the heart of being able not help stagnates.
„Hey, can begin?”
Four person even though said that actually somewhat is also afraid, here after is the Monster Emperor birthday feast, some these many Heavenly Elder on the scene, their four people borrow the potential of Saint Clan, is supercilious, impossible scene at birthday feast, in front of these many Heavenly Elder, gets rid to Lin Ming.
Moreover, how they do not know the Lin Ming strength.
Their four Saint Lord Late Stage and Saint Lord peak, if cannot trig the opposite party to Lin Ming, that lost the Saint Clan honor.
„Draws back!”
At this time. Zaohua/Good Fortune Holy Son desolate saying.
„Your Highness Holy Son”
Four people clenched teeth. Sees Zaohua/Good Fortune Holy Son vision cold Yi, has drawn back.
Zaohua/Good Fortune Holy Son looks to Lin Ming, smiles, „? We are give the Monster Emperor birthday greetings, now the birthday feast has not started, you have competed with my accompanying, your this appearance. 40 years later, I not with the interest that you fought.”
The Zaohua/Good Fortune Holy Son words, ironic significance is full, a few words drew Lin Ming to with his accompany a rank, if had the status character truly, followed from competing, really did not make sense.
Facing such satire, in the Lin Ming surface is hanging the smiling face throughout, „if the leaders are not virtuous , the people cannot expected to virtuous. Your servant does not understand the custom, when the master speech shouts and wrangles here, the sub-field does not gather, does not know the high and low, dog that oneself raise, when master does not know to teach. Puts on the street to bite randomly. Hasn't allowed others to hit with the stick?”
Lin Ming is in sharp opposition, a few words said that was makes four accompany to tremble, however under such situation, they did not have the means outbreak, can only endure, their four ridiculed Lin Ming, finally finally actually bringing contempt upon oneself some flavors.
Regarding this, Divine Dream Heavenly Elder smoke eyebrow slightly pressed, she exhorted Lin Ming with Zaohua/Good Fortune Holy Son do not have the conflict before. But now looks like, Lin Ming as if simply has not listened her, instead is intends to aim at Zaohua/Good Fortune Holy Son likely.
„This Lin Ming must make what” Divine Dream Heavenly Elder to look to Lin Ming, wants to speak the advice, but has not said what, in her impression, Lin Ming works, always innate discretion.
„Glib lips time is good.”
Chuckle doesn't that Zaohua/Good Fortune Holy Son disdains, how „know your strength? Half Saint Lord! 40 years later, you should be able to break through Saint Lord Middle Stage, achieves my present boundary, in this case, I also to your a little interest, otherwise did not have the meaning.”
Zaohua/Good Fortune Holy Son spoke, a suddenly hearty laughter transmitted, „! Your Highness Holy Son, Young Master Lin, you are the human are outstanding, the day of hundred years of meeting has not arrived, why injured friendly!”
At this time, in the hall walked a middle-aged person.
This middle-aged person stature is tall and straight, skin is fair, the vision is profound, a black hair hangs to the waist border, seems the grand appearance is great, the heroic spirit thrives.
This person, is Monster Clan actual control Monster Emperor.
The appearance of Monster Emperor, making the audience silent.
Lin Ming also respectful saluting, Monster Emperor this person makes him pay attention secretly, he is very clear, oneself take Xiao Moxian Yuan Yin, but also lets the matter that Xiao Moxian is pregnant, Monster Emperor definitely knows.