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Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-Ninth Eight Directions Dead King

"What happened to President Han Ji, do you think I'm too young to match my strength?"

Jiang Bai did not feel that he was inappropriate. He also disguised it slightly in appearance. Whether Han Ji could recognize him does not have much relationship.

Anyway, his identity is here. If the other party wants to check ... as the president of the Magic Association of the Ancient Capital Tower, he can still find something about him. Jiang Bai also knows Han Ji's character.

It is impossible to sell his situation, and then the ancient capital still needs his help.

"I just think you are a little young, are you a super -level mage?" Han Ji watched how weird it was Jiang Bai, how weird is it. When will such a young super -level mage appear in China?

Member?

Could it be said that it was from Mu's Tianjiao? Isn't it right ... Mu's brothers and sisters should not be like this.

"Super -level mage? I can't answer this privacy about me. As the president of the Clock Tower Magic Association Han Ji, you will never embarrass me, right?"

"Ordinary people? Ordinary people dare to break directly into the led by the ancient capital?" Han Ji opened a small joke. The identity of the other party may be a bit complicated.

Talk.

"Oh, did you originally because of this incident?" Jiang Bai remembered that when he broke into the ancient capital before, there were indeed some mages who did not say hello with the ancient capitals.

"Yeah, my old man, for the safety of the ancient capital, can’t you come here."

Han Ji sat next to Jiang Bai's side and was like an ordinary old man. He began to talk about some of them with Jiang Bai. Jiang Bai was also surprised by Han Ji's means for a while.

Do you want to obtain information judgment threat from him through this means?

It is indeed the chairman of the magic association. It is obviously one of the strongest masters in the ancient capital. As a result, it can also show a pair of good -looking grandfather.

No ... Jiang Bai feels that this is the tradition of Shenzhou. When the higher the mage, when the mage who is in private with some younger and more good juniors, the performance is very good.

Even some of his old masters of the Jiang family are the same. Getting along with him in the family is a good face. A proper kind of kind old man, but how cruel it is to go to the battlefield.

"Don't you go to manage the defense of the ancient capital? You must know that the ancient capital will be attacked soon."

"Oh? Why do you say that?" Han Ji was very curious about the young man. Although the other party had a magic that could block his detection strength, he was the president of the Magic Association for so many years.

The cultivation can really retire.

The other party did not reveal his strength, but Han Ji could be sure that the other party must be a super -level mage.

Such a young super -level mage, and came to the ancient capital during this period.

He smelled some conspiracy, and the vampires hiding in the shadow, he would not perceive the mistakes, the four leading blood races, and 20 battle -level blood clan.

Can this person be the so -called prince of the dark creature?

Or is it the ancestor -level character from the ancient blood family from Europe?

From the other side, Han Ji still felt the breath of an ancient creature.

"Okay, President Han Ji, you don't need to test me, you can investigate my true identity. As you can find some traces, but it will definitely be ordered by the big man above.

Do not say your identity and things. "

"... It seems that I am a little old. It actually made you such a young child discover the real purpose. It is really older and older." Han Ji touched his beard a little lost, people were a bit lost, people were people, people

Ah ... I really don’t accept the old.

"Don't say that, I still respect the chairman of the Magic Association of the ancient capital bell tower. The contribution you made to the ancient capital will definitely leave a strong stroke in history."

"So thank you young people, what do you call?"

"Well ... forget it, you still call me Jiang Bai, the father of the father of Budara Palace."

"... Are you the loser of the Jiang family who recently famous emperor?"

"Well? I can understand the emperor of the earth, but what's the matter with the prodigal?" Jiang Bai didn't remember how he was a prodigal. He spent all his hard -earned money. Why did he suddenly become a prodigal son?

"Well? Don't you know?" Han Ji looked at Jiang Bai a little shocked.

"After the incident of Hangzhou's Xuan snake was over, Zhumeng returned to the emperor to report the full picture of the Hangzhou incident. At the same time, you mentioned that you are the young master who has the top person to be guarding.

Calculate someone else's set one after another, and you must pay attention to being overcast with you. "

"I know everything in Hangzhou, but I don't say anything to wait for him to be ugly."

"When the last silver dome attacked Hangzhou, people did not know where to hide."

"... This is a slander! How do I call it hiding! I obviously go ..." He obviously went to steal the silver dome owner's hometown, okay!

He killed it!

Well, you wish me! I knew that I should throw some shit pots on your head.

As a result, this unlucky guy not only has not been punished, but also looks like it?

There are not a few hundred million in this matter, and I strongly ask I wish to compensate his economic losses and reputation losses!

"It seems that you did something more secret at that time. You don't want to say that I wouldn't listen, but why did you just say that the ancient capital was attacked by the undead?" This is the situation that Han Ji cares about most.

The undead attack is not a trivial matter. Once there is any problem, it will be fatal.

"I met two undead monarchs when I was outside the ancient capital."

"Two undead monarchs?" Han Ji stood up. If it was really the two undead monarchs, then the president of his bell tower magic association tonight will stand on the wall of the city.

"Well, yes are the two undead monarchs, and they are not ordinary undead monarchs. You should know the eight most famous undead monarchs in this land."

"Eight! Fang! Dead! Jun!"

"That's right, the eight oldest undead monarchs. They already have two recovery, and at the same time there are the undead legions under their hands. I am afraid that these days will launch an attack on the ancients.

You are still preparing first. "
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