428: C428 So It Was You the Shocking Black Dragon!

C428 So It Was You the Shocking Black Dragon!

"That's right. Xiao Si is the chess piece I planted in the Xiao Family. " Luo Xiao nodded and said with a smile, "This time, the assassins of the Xiao Family will be attracted to the Holy Mountain of Barbarian Clan. It is Xiao Si who is secretly plotting against the Barbarian Clan. "0

"So it's you!" Luo Chen turned his head and looked at Xiao Si when he heard what Luo Xiao said. His facial expression was a little ugly.

Seeing the change in Luo Chen's expression, Luo Xiao could not help but ask, "What? Did Xiao Si ruin your plan?"

"Not really. " Luo Chen shook his head. He said lightly, "I originally planned to ask the assassins of Xiao Family to scout the way for me. Unexpectedly, the group of people rushed towards Holy Mountain of Barbarian Clan like a gust of wind.

Previously, I was still a little puzzled, but now I feel relieved. "

" This. . . "Hearing Luo Chen's words, Xiao Si rubbed his nose awkwardly and said apologetically," Sorry. Little master, Xiao Si really didn't know that little master had such a plan. "

"Forget it, it's not your fault if you don't know. " Luo Chen waved his hand and said lightly.

Although Luo Chen felt somewhat depressed that Xiao Si had inadvertently ruined his plan, Xiao Si was still the chess piece that Luo Xiao had placed in Xiao Family. The reason why Xiao Si had unintentionally ruined his plan was for the sake of his own safety.

That was why although Luo Chen felt somewhat depressed in his heart, he didn't flare up.

Xiao Si scratched his head and stood beside Luo Xiao without saying anything.

"I heard from Xiao Si that you didn't come alone this time. Xue'er and the descendants of the Ye Family and Wang Family have come to Desolate Province with you. Why haven't I seen them?"

Luo Xiao shook his head when he saw this scene. He immediately changed the topic.

"They have other opportunities, so they won't attack us for the time being," Luo Chen said.

Luo Xiao didn't ask any more questions. His eyes swept across the Gold Feather and Hong Ye, and finally fixed on Hong Ye. He frowned and said in a deep voice, "May I know who you are?"

Although he had stayed in the Desolate Province to open the Luo Family's inheritance, this did not mean that he was not informed.

Especially the situation around Luo Chen. Luo Xiao did not dare to say that he knew everything about it, but he did have some understanding about it.

However, he had never known that Luo Chen had such a Martial King warrior by his side!

"Descendant of Luo Family. My name is Hongye. In terms of seniority, You have to call me senior. Hong Ye glanced at Luo Xiao and said indifferently.

"Chen, this?" Hearing Hong Ye's words, Luo Xiao turned his head to look at Luo Chen with a questioning look in his eyes.

If Hong Ye had not been by Luo Chen's side all this time and seemed to have a close relationship with Luo Chen, he would have acted up a long time ago.

With his current strength, he wouldn't be afraid of a Martial King!

"Senior Hong Ye is a friend of our ancestor. " Luo Chen smiled upon seeing this, and briefly told him about the matters in Dream Ancient Land and Hong Ye.

"I see. " Luo Xiao finally understood what he meant. He smiled at Hong Ye and said apologetically, "I'm sorry. I was overthinking. "

"It's not a big mistake to be careful. " Hong Ye did not pay too much attention to it. He looked at Luo Xiao and observed him carefully. He gently nodded his head. He said faintly. "Ninth Grade Martial Emperor, not bad. You didn't disgrace Jingcheng and Ling Yun. "

Although he thought that Luo Xiao was only a Ninth Grade Martial Emperor at his age, and his talent could only be considered average, but when he thought about the current situation of the Luo Family that Luo Chen had mentioned, Hong Ye didn't blame him too much.

After all, not everyone was like Luo Chen, who had an extraordinary Martial Arts Talents. Without sufficient resources to support him, he would be able to break through one after another.

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