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Chapter 1109 Jumang leaves the palace

"What? What kind of truth is this? Let's go in and have fun together." Ruotao wanted to persuade the other party to go with him at this time, but Guan Heng saw a bit of fear in the eyes of the mother of wood spirits, so he spoke.

: "Ruotao, don't be ridiculous. This is the responsibility of the wood spirit. Don't embarrass her."

"Oh." Ruotao stopped talking after hearing this, and the mother of the wood spirit hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Thank you to the special envoy and sister Ruotao for your understanding. It's not that I deliberately refused your sister's kindness, but my old master in the past

, that is, the first-generation special envoy 'Xue Yi' has a bad temper and does not allow me to step into the palace without authorization, otherwise I will be severely punished, I am really sorry."

"So that's it." Ruotao rushed to say: "Sister Mu Ling, your master Xue is really domineering..."

"Oh, sister, please don't talk nonsense. Although Mr. Xue has a bad temper, he is a very good person."

The mother of the wood spirit seemed a little scared at this time. She said anxiously: "Back then, I was a dying wood spirit. Thanks to his rescue, I am what I am today. Oh, don't talk about me anymore. You should hurry up and go in.

Well, I'll just wait here."

"Okay, Ruotao, let's go."

Guan Heng pulled out the Jumang sword, and suddenly turned back to Mu Ling and said, "It's hard work for you to lead the way this time. I think you have been waiting for Jumang Li Palace all year round, and your hard work has been great. I can bring you something to relieve your boredom from this palace."

Give me anything you want, just ask."

The reason why Guan Heng said this was because he saw that when Ruotao suggested that Mu Ling follow him, there was still a trace of unnoticed desire in Ruotao's eyes, but Mu Ling still regarded his old master's words as a golden rule.

It would be a pity if you don't dare to make a wrong step.

Therefore, the attentive Guan Heng planned to fulfill the other party's small wish and regard it as a reward.

"Really? Guan, special envoy Guan." At this moment, Mu Ling was so excited that he was almost incoherent: "Then, then I ask you to find an instrument for me and bring it out, as long as it is the same.

."

After hearing what the other party said, Guan Heng smiled and said: "Musical instrument? Okay, I remember it."

"Sister, let me give you a gift first." Ruotao said, then she gave the most beautiful colorful round stone to Mu Ling, and the other party also smiled and put his green crown on Ruotao's head.

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With a "bang", the giant doors behind Guan Heng and Ruotao suddenly came together and closed, separating them from the Mother of Wood Spirits.

"Hey, stop looking." Guan Heng noticed that the other party was staring at the door, so he smiled and said: "As long as you find an instrument for Mu Ling and fulfill her wish, she will definitely be very happy."

Hearing this, Ruotao frowned slightly: "I understand, young master, let's quickly enter the palace to search... ah no, let's take the risk and explore."

This Jumang Palace seems to be surrounded by an unknown canyon, but Guan Heng knows that this is actually a space created by the Wood God Jumang with his great magical power, and it is impossible for casual people to enter.

"Well, the atmosphere of the Golden God's Palace and the Houtu Xuan Palace are different. The Golden God's territory is filled with the sound of killing and killing, and the atmosphere of the Houtu Xuan Palace is too solemn."

Guan Heng looked in front of him at this time. There were five small palaces on the inside of the palace, two on the left, two on the right, and three on the right. He thought to himself: "Only this Mang palace is surrounded by the fresh and pleasant smell of trees. This is

So full of life."

"Young Master, would you like to go in and take a look one by one..." Ruotao had just said this when a loud laughter suddenly came out of the five small halls: "Hahaha - after waiting for hundreds of years, the younger generation finally came here to offer sacrifices.

Let’s play.”

"This boy is not simple. With such sharp eyes, I can't even see his true identity."

"Hey, there's a little girl following me, she's weird." The owner of these voices made a confused comment, and at this time, he had already reached Guan Heng and Ruotao's side.

"It turned out to be a little monster with neither corpse nor ghost. How did you get in? It's unreasonable. That good-for-nothing Mu Ling actually neglected his duties!" One of them saw Ruotao's sudden rage and rushed over in an instant: "

Little thing, I will crush you to death."

"Go away!" Guan Heng saw this guy being merciless, and of course he was furious. He suddenly swung out a red palm knife: "Tsk——"

"Bang!" The swords and fists collided sharply. The two of them each took a few steps back and both shouted.

The big man who punched laughed: "Okay, the boy's punch is strong enough!"

Guan Heng snorted coldly: "It turns out to be a soul body, and so are the others..."

"Hey, Xue, why did you do it without asking any questions?"

The soul that spoke at this time was a young man with a pale face. He chuckled and said: "Thanks to you, Xue Yi is still the first-generation special envoy of the Wood God. Why can't you feel that there is no trace of evil in this little female ghost? Such slowness is really stupid.

Simple, with good limbs."

"Huang Teng, shut up. How can I not know that this female ghost is not an evil thing? We just want to find an excuse to stretch our muscles." The soul of the big man who took action was named Xue Yi. At this time, I didn't know whether what he said was true.

, or find excuses to hide your face.

At this moment, Guan Heng looked at the five souls of four men, one woman and five souls in front of him and said: "So, you are the special envoys of the Wood God in the past?"

"Hehehe, our physical bodies have been annihilated long ago, and now there is only a wisp of remnant soul left. It relies on the divine power left by Master Jumang to stay here in Jumang Palace."

The man named Huang Teng smiled and said: "The little brother is carrying the Jumang Sword. He must be our successor. Please introduce yourself."

The rough and powerful man who had just clashed with Guan Heng's fists and palms said in a loud voice: "I am the first special envoy of the Wood God - Xue Yi."

The young man with a clear face and forehead said: "I am the second-generation special envoy of the Wood God—Huang Teng."

The fat man, who was short, chubby, and looked extremely kind, said: "I am the most useless third-generation special envoy, hey, my name is Shang Ze."

A ghost figure next to him said: "We are the fourth special envoy of Wood God, nicknamed 'Yan Gong'."

"Hehehe, little brother, my sister is your ex." The last beautiful woman, who looked to be in her thirties, even glanced at Guan Heng, causing him to tremble all over.

With a chill, the woman introduced herself: "I am the fifth special envoy of the Wood God, Gu Mei of the demon clan."

"Monster? Monster clan..."

Guan Heng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and the grumpy Xue Yi next to him roared: "What's wrong, kid? Do you look down on the demon clan? Let me tell you, Gu Mei's strength is second only to me among the five special envoys, so be careful

Be careful, if you are disrespectful, she will definitely skin you."

"I didn't say that I looked down on the demon clan. You bearded man shouldn't want to convict you." Guan Heng snorted at this time: "All living beings in the world are equal, where is the distinction between high and low? This sister, Guan Heng is polite.

"After that, he bowed towards the other party.
Chapter completed!
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