Crispy applause.

The drunk ghost Douluo made it a bit drunk.

I'm a little sober.

In his chaotic state.

Looking at the portrait of Bibidong in his hand.

Throwing the portrait aside.

It is to stretch out your hands and cover your head.

"Don't think that if you know how to regret it now, it's okay."

"If Lord Liu knows that you have an inappropriate thought about the Palace Master, even if you have a good relationship with the Palace Master."

"He will never spare you easily, either."

Ju Douluo was a little annoyed.

Ghost Douluo.

It can be said that he was a close friend who had known him for several years.

Now watching my close friend make mistakes.

Ju Douluo, a friend.

Of course it is impossible to watch him.

Falling towards the abyss.

"I'm not afraid, if that day really comes."

"I hope she can see my love for her."

...

Looking at the infatuated ghost Douluo.

Some speechless Ju Douluo.

He also used his contemptuous gaze to cut the other party hard.

Pointing fingers to Gui Douluo's head.

The angry Ju Douluo scolded Ghost Douluo who didn't care about the consequences at all.

"You are dog licking!"

"Have you not heard that?"

——

"What's the matter?"

Ghost Douluo looked at Ju Douluo in confusion.

He is still willing to have a close relationship with his good friends.

Ju Douluo looked at Gui Douluo speechlessly.

After hesitating for a moment, he will reply seriously.

"Listen to the end, nothing."

"Not only that, even your life will disappear because of her!"

——

—

"I'm not afraid of death!!"

"If I could die in her hands."

“I will feel very happy.”

Holding grass...

Ju Douluo looked at Gui Douluo in disbelief.

After all, he has known Gui Douluo for so many years.

But I never expected it.

This guy who has a very close relationship with me.

He actually is a psychopath!

He took a heavy breath of cold air.

It would be futile to persuade him further.

Then he sat aside.

Under the confused gaze of Gui Douluo.

It's also holding a jar of wine.

Drink it into your stomach.

While Ju Douluo and Gui Douluo were drinking bitter wine.

A team of elites in the Martial Spirit Hall hidden in the dark.

Waiting here for a long time.

The man in the head was wearing a black robe.

Although it has white hair.

But it still cannot affect his aura of power without anger!

Looking at the two people drinking in the pavilion.

The old man's expression was not very friendly.

The captain of the guard beside him.

I noticed the old man's expression changes.

He said seriously: "Sir, will you arrest the ghost elder immediately now?"

...

…

"Wait a little longer."

"Will the corpse prisoner still have a farewell meal before he died?"

"Although there is no more food for him to eat."

"But letting him drink a lot and go on the road can also be regarded as making up for his contribution to the War Spirit Hall over the years..."

The second offering is indifferent.

He spoke lightly.

Then, on the premise that a guard brought the chair.

Sit there casually.

——

—

The next morning.

The Temple of War Spirits that should have been as usual.

The main hall now seems extremely depressing.

In the hall full of tension.

Those worshippers, elders.

Looking at the young man kneeling on the ground.

But my mood is mixed.

Although the white armored earth dragon is not sure what is going on.

But looking at the two worshippers standing beside Gui Douluo.

He also guessed in his heart.

Bibi Dong's slender black eyebrows frowned.

Looking at the Ghost Douluo kneeling in the middle of the hall.

Her expression was also very complicated.
To be continued...