C1248 A farce
C1248 A farce
Very quickly, a message from the Transmission Jade Plate appeared in his mind.
It was a picture and a brief message.
The portrait was of a black-clothed youth and a youth. The brief message was about Archaeopteryx s, Sculpture Grass s, etc.
This short message did not even explain what had happened.
With Zhu Ba being so boorish, how could he understand the meaning behind this?
With just a few glances, his eyes turned round and he threw the Transmission Jade Plate in his hand back to the Disciples of the Fire God Palace.
"What do you mean?"
He stared at the other party and asked in a low voice.
On the other side, when Nangong Jin saw this scene, his brows furrowed slightly.
At this moment.
Things hadn't been made clear yet. Disciples of the two great sects were still fighting against each other. As long as the misunderstanding wasn't resolved, they would kill each other to death.
"Reporting to Sect Master, this transmission was sent to me by one of the mining squad's disciples. I didn't know what it meant at the beginning, but for this reason I even replied to him. I wanted to ask him about it, but I couldn't get a reply!"
"However, now that I have heard that he is dead, the disciples guessed that they might have met with Sculpture Grass, but they met a strong enemy. Before they could explain clearly, they were killed."
"If the disciples of the Southwest Division did not kill our sect disciples, it is very possible that they are the two people from the Transmission Jade Plate's information, and the Archaeopteryx also killed us and the disciples of the Southwest Division!"
The Disciple of the Skyblaze Sect analyzed to him.
When Zhu Ba heard his analysis, his face suddenly sank.
"Dammit, so that's how it is …"
"Zhu Ba, what are you holding in your hands?"
After hearing what they had said, Nangong Jin became suspicious of the entire matter, and asked while staring at him.
Hearing that, Zhu Ba looked up and glanced at him. With a wave of his hand, the Transmission Jade Plate in Disciples of the Fire God Palace's hands immediately flew out and entered Nangong Jin's hands.
After Nangong Jin finished reading the information inside the Transmission Jade Plate, his eyebrows knitted together into a single word.
"Nangong Jin, did you see that? It's extremely possible that our people were those two brats who were killed for the sake of the Sculpture Grass!"
Looking at his expression, Zhu Ba asked.
"Who are they?"
Nangong Jin's face was gloomy as he asked.
"Damn, how would I know? I wanted to ask you!" After Zhu Ba heard this, the fire in his heart once again flared up.
Hearing his words, Nangong Jin subconsciously frowned again.
At some point.
His entire body shook as his gaze swept across the two sects' disciples who were crazily fighting. His internal energy sunk and he immediately let out a loud shout.
"Stop!"
Zhu Ba, who was standing opposite of him, also reacted and quickly stopped the shouting of the two sect disciples.
Looking at the hundreds of dead and wounded, the two grand masters' faces were as dark as the water.
Their fists were clenched tightly as veins popped out all over their bodies. Anger burned in their hearts.
"No matter who you are, don't let laozi find you. Laozi will make you feel worse than death!" Zhu Ba gritted his teeth as he muttered to himself.
Nangong Jin's face became gloomy, he casually took out a jade slip and imprinted a copy of the Transmission Jade Plate's information onto a sect elder.
"We must find these two at all costs. Since you dare to do so, you must pay the price …"
This farce ended with both sides suffering.
There was no doubt that Zhu Ba and Nangong Jin, as well as the disciples of the two great sects, already hated Wu Hao and his to the bones.
Originally, they had sent out their squads and paid a heavy price only to be able to send dozens of people into the Archaeopterygium in an attempt to find the godly vein. However, they had all been annihilated in the end.
This was undoubtedly slapping them in the face, and even pouring salt on their wounds!