The Secret History of Xuanmen

Chapter 57
Last general Zhu Biao, pay homage to the Holy Lord!
This ghost king Zhu Biao suddenly knelt down in front of me, seeing that his respectful appearance didn't look like a faux pas, which made me a little puzzled for a while.

Lord?

I have never heard of this title, but Zhu Biao was a prince during his lifetime, and he would not humble himself as a general even in the face of the emperor.It can be seen from this that this so-called Holy Master probably has a lot of background.

I don't know why it called me that, whether it was a mistake, or something else.

But I know that only by biting the bullet and admitting this identity will I have a chance to escape from death today.

So I looked down at it, pretending to be calm but said ambiguously: "Zhu Biao, what should be said and what should not be said, you have to distinguish the occasion."

While talking, I intentionally or unintentionally looked at the black-robed Lin Sen who was not far away. The meaning was very clear, telling him not to 'reveal my identity' in front of outsiders. In fact, I was afraid that I would reveal too much.

That black-robed Lin Sen is also a cunning person, he seemed to have guessed what I was thinking, and immediately said: "Lord Ghost King, you must have misunderstood the person, this kid can't be a holy master, don't be deceived by him."

I was really worried that he would spoil my plan, but the ghost king Zhu Biao turned his head to look at the black robe Lin Sen, and in the next second he raised his hand without hesitation, and slapped him with a palm.

A majestic ghostly aura enveloped Lin Sen, and the huge ghostly hand directly grabbed his neck.

Lin Sen was so frightened that he trembled and said, "Ah, Lord Ghost King, don't kill me."

Zhu Biao snorted coldly, and said, "You exposed the identity of the Holy Master, the last general Zhu Biao deserves to die. Only by killing you can we keep this secret."

Lin Sen saw that Zhu Biao didn't seem to be joking, and he was almost out of breath. Knowing that begging for mercy was useless, he threatened: "Ghost King, the Yin Yang sect standing behind me, even the Yin Division Yan Luo also wants to give us Yin Yang sect face, if you kill me today, the consequences will be disastrous!"

Zhu Biao was not frightened, he didn't hesitate at all, and said sternly: "Noisy! How dare Yinghuo compete with the sun and moon for glory? In front of the Holy Master, the Yin Yang sect is not worth mentioning!"

After saying that, he shook his right palm, and the black-robed Lin Sen was strangled to death by ghost energy.

Lin Sen fell to the ground with a bang, without any life left.

I was secretly startled, this ghost king Zhu Biao is really fierce, if he sees that I am not a holy master, I am afraid the end will be even worse.

I bite the bullet and looked at it, my mind spinning quickly, but I still didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

And it clasped its fists at me respectfully again and said: "Holy Master, the last general is finally waiting for you. As long as you give an order, the last general will go through fire and water, and he will do whatever he wants!"

He's being loyal to me, but I really don't know what it's saying.

So I had no choice but to deal with it: "There is no place for you for now, you just need to continue to be the ghost king of this side, and when I use you in the future, I will call you."

After finishing speaking, I waved my right hand, and the dragon sword stuck in its chest was called into my body.

But it was my action that made him see through my true strength.

The ghost king Zhu Biao suddenly said to me: "Hey? Holy master, why are you so weak? Why are you so damaged in your morality that you can't even be considered a celestial master?"

I secretly thought it was bad, I wanted to pretend that the benevolent and righteous people withdrew the sword, but I never thought that it would be exposed inadvertently like this.

I hesitated whether to lie to him that I was seriously injured, or that I was hiding my skills so that he couldn't see through me.

But he took the initiative to ask and answer himself, and it said to itself: "It seems that you did not come to me today, Holy Master, you have not become the real you, and you have not recovered the magical powers of the past. Now you, you still don't care about those things." Nothing."

Seeing it say that, I breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that it believes that I am the so-called Holy Master, even if I don't know anything, it also thinks that I haven't thought of it yet.

Now I am not nervous, coughed dryly, and said to him: "Zhu Biao, it is indeed a mistake to meet you here today. I really don't understand what you are talking about, but now that we have met, tell me why Call me Holy Lord, do you know me? What's the story between us?"

(End of this chapter)