359: C359 Underground Poison Hall Meeting an Old Friend

C359 Underground Poison Hall Meeting an Old Friend

chapter 359. - Meeting an old friend in an underground Poison Hall

Ming Yuezhao's combat power was just about to bloom, but it was immediately suppressed.

His face was flushed red, and he almost suffered internal injuries from holding it in.

Big brothers and sisters, can you slow down and give me a chance to show off...

He followed behind with a bellyful of anger and was constantly on guard. As long as there were any signs of movement, he would immediately make a move!

Very quickly, he walked out of the magic array. The scene in front of him changed. Two young men in grey robes appeared in front of everyone.

Just as these two men were about to raise their heads... Ming Yuezhao didn't say anything. He immediately threw a punch at them.

"Bang!"

Pah!

The two of them were caught off guard and were thrown five to six meters away by the punch. They spat out blood and fell to the ground. The cephalo- fell to the side and fainted.

Uh!

Zhang Xing and the others stared at Ming Yuezhao with wide eyes.

Was this kid having a stroke?

He had been fine along the way, like a good baby. Why did he go crazy when he arrived at this place?

Ming Yuezhao also had an awkward expression on his face.

"This... I..."

There was no explanation for his flushed face. Can you say that I also want to show my presence in front of Young Master?

No! If he said it out loud, it would make everyone laugh even more.

They regretted it after punching him. The two of them did not even use any combat power. That posture was clearly a courtesy to greet the guest.

The commotion here quickly attracted the attention of a few people in front of the entrance of an underground castle not far away.

He quickly walked over and helped the two unconscious young men up. Seeing that their lives were not in danger, he heaved a sigh of relief.

The thin Old Man at the front had an angry expression on his face. He said in a stern voice: "We kindly sent our disciples here to invite you, but you guys attacked us so viciously. Could it be that you are here to seek revenge?"

"Let me tell you, this is the Poison Hall of the Wasteland. You are not allowed to behave atrociously here!"

Hearing that it was a Poison Hall, Ming Yuezhao's eyes lit up, and he quickly stepped forward to pay his respects.

"Predecessor, I was too reckless just now. I was a little nervous when I just came in, and I accidentally injured a disciple of your palace. I will bear the consequences myself, and I will let you punish me as you wish. I will never complain about it!"

He stared at Mingyue for a while. He saw that his attitude was sincere and his head was lowered. It didn't seem like he was just doing something perfunctory.

His expression eased up a little: "Who are you people? What business do you have here?"

"Junior Ming Yuezhao, my father was once a member of the Poison Hall!"

Ming Yuezhao raised his head slightly and looked at Old Man.

"Ming Yuezhao?"

After thinking for a while, Old Man suddenly looked up. "Your father is Ming Shanhe?"0

"Yes, Predecessor. My father is Ming Shanhe, the Third Level poison master of the Poison Hall!"

Ming Yuezhao straightened his back and looked at Old Man with a complicated expression.

Old Man looked at him carefully from head to toe. No wonder he felt a sense of familiarity when he saw him just now. It turned out to be the child of an old friend.

Similar, too similar. The eyebrows, eyes, nose, and face shape were simply carved from the same mold.

"Brother Shanhe, are you alright now?"

Old Man excitedly stepped forward and grabbed Ming Yuezhao's hand.

"My father... was killed ten years ago..."

Ming Yuezhao's voice, which was filled with pain, was choked with sobs.

"What? Brother Shanhe is not here anymore?"

Old Man's body swayed, and he couldn't stand straight. Obviously, he was shocked by this grievous news.

"Predecessor, what happened to you?"

Ming Yuezhao quickly supported Old Man. He felt touched in his heart. This was the first time an outsider had felt sad for his father.

"I'm fine. I was a little sad. Sigh!"

"Let's go in and talk about it in detail first. Your father and I are sworn friends. We have been trying to find out more about him for so many years."

"Oh! Who are these people?"

Old Man sighed sadly and turned to look at Zhang Xing and the others.

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