monk family

Chapter 1507 Punishment
In the yard.

More than a dozen array disks of the Punishing God Formation were randomly placed on the ground.

Bandit Tianjun picked up the more than half-refined red formation plate, looked up at the bandit patriarch who was standing in the yard silently, sighed, and said:
"If you want to say something, just say it."

"Yes, my ancestor."

The bandit chief was waiting for this sentence.

He organized the language.

Solemnly said:
"Old ancestor, the temple was almost destroyed this time, it is really dangerous!"

"I thought, for the sake of the future generations of the family, we can't put all the eggs in the basket of the Fu family. As the saying goes, the three caves of the cunning rabbit, I mean, we send people to the ghosts farther away to find another place Shelter, in this way, if there is any good or bad in this temple in the future, we will not destroy it together!"

Bandit Tianjun didn't speak.

While listening to the impassioned words of the bandit patriarch, he continued to refine the array in his hand.

The bandit chief sees this.

Can't help but grow bolder:
"Also, old ancestor, you just saw that the temple has evolved. Although we have also obtained a large piece of yin soil, it is obvious that the Fu family has made more profits. The third uncle of the Fu family has directly promoted from the original third-level wizard to Fourth-rank great wizards, their Yin power in the Fu family’s Yin Palace is much stronger than before. Compared with this, what our bandits have gained is insignificant. If this is the case, then we.”

"Snapped!"

The bandit patriarch hadn't finished speaking.

He was slapped loudly, and his cheeks suddenly swelled up.

He covers his face.

He looked at his ancestor in shock.

He was thinking of his family for generations to come, and what he said just now came from the bottom of his heart, and as far as he felt, there was nothing wrong with it.

"What? A slap didn't wake you up!"

Bandit Tianjun's eyes turned cold.

With a "snap", the backhand slapped again.

The array in his hand was thrown to the ground.

A spell hit the tree, and in an instant, the yin energy lingered on the tree, revealing the situation in the backyard.

But see.

In their backyard, the originally expanded Yin Lingtu was shrinking rapidly at this time, which caused the bandit family to panic, not knowing what happened.

Bandit Tianjun stared at the bandit chief:
"Do you know why?"

Why? !
The leader of the bandit didn't care about the two hot cheeks for a while. This is the best Yinling soil. It can be used to grow Yinling grass, or build another yard for the clansmen to practice. There are less than three acres left.

The bandit chief's heart was bleeding.

His thoughts changed rapidly.

Impressively.

The disappearance of Yinling Soil happened just now.

"This"

The bandit patriarch suddenly thought of something, his body trembled, his face turned pale, he swallowed with difficulty, apparently realizing it.

With a bang, he knelt down;
"Ancestors"

"It was me who was blinded by the lard for a while, and just said that, causing such great damage to the family, thousands of mistakes, all my fault, I shouldn't have such thoughts, old ancestor, I was wrong!! "

Bandit Tianjun shook his head.

No sorrow or joy.

He picked up the red array disk again, continued refining, and said lightly:
"Knowing mistakes can make a big difference"

"but"

"I'm not the one you're going to piously apologize to."

"Remember today's lesson, and at the same time, don't forget that our bandit family is able to have what it is today, thanks to who and what it is relying on, step back."

(End of this chapter)