At this time, Preelay and his son are enjoying themselves in Hemina Temple.
It's almost like an emperor's treatment. After all, there are many believers in Mardal, and some devout believers will do whatever they ask them to do.
This also makes Carl reluctant to think about anything! "Dad, do you think that Abel will come to Hemina
Temple?" Carl asked Preelay. "It doesn't matter if he comes or not, if he doesn't dare to come, then we will call your uncle and go to Katro again. I will definitely force Abel out this time!" Preelay said with a sneer.
"My uncle is too good. Not to mention so many disciples, there are still so many believers who enjoy it every day and can cultivate…" "The cultivation of the power of faith is much more convenient than finding resources everywhere!"
"I also I want to be someone like Uncle." Carl said with envy in his eyes. "Fart, is my artifact refining technique going to ruin your hand?" "You can learn artifact refining with me in the future!" Preelay glared at Carl and said.
"I don't want to learn, what can I do for a long time? It's not because I was beaten by Abel, and everything is gone that I had to ask my uncle for help. Item refining is too wasteful. !" Carl said shaking his head.
"You know the sh_t, if I can practice top-quality magic tools, even treasures, fairy weapons, let alone Abel, even the entire martial arts world, I will destroy it with a wave of my hand!" "Even those in the secret realm. Fritchde, I'm going to shiver when I see it." Preelay reprimanded Carl loudly.
"Okay, don't brag, let's talk about it when you can master the fairy weapon…"
Carl didn't bother to talk to his father, got up, and prepared to leave.
At this moment, Mardal walked in.
Seeing Mardal walking in, Carl stepped forward to help him with a flattering expression: "Uncle, do you have any orders? Just send someone to call me!"
Carl treated Mardal at this time, but he could It's far more affectionate than treating his own father.
Preelay looked at Carl like that, although he felt uncomfortable, after all, people had to bow their heads under the eaves.
"Elder brother, what's the matter with you?"
Preelay asked.
"There are signs of a breakthrough in my current strength, so I have to retreat and breakthrough!"
"The 2 of you are living here to eat and drink. I have arranged everything!"
Mardal said to Preelay and his son. .
"Ah? Uncle, are you going to retreat?"
"But what if that Abel calls? We're afraid we won't be able to beat him?"
Carl's face was full of worry.
He was scared of being beaten by Abel.
"Don't worry, eldest nephew, I have already explained to a friend of mine that he will sit in the Hemina Temple during my retreat. If Abel dares to come, he will surely come and go!"
Mardal said .
"Uncle, what's your friend's strength? Then Abel's strength is not weak, at least the strength of the late Martial Saint!"
Carl was still a little worried, he was afraid that the person Mardal was looking for would not be able to beat Abel.
"Hahaha, is this kid questioning my strength?"
After Carl finished speaking, he heard a burst of hearty laughter, followed by a fat monk in a monk's robe walking in.
Just after the monk came in, the whole room was instantly filled with coercion.
Carl and Preelay didn't pay attention, they were all crushed to the ground.
"Enlightenment, these 2 are my junior brother and elder nephew, don't make trouble…"
Mardal said to the fat monk.
"Hahaha, Mardal, your junior brother and junior nephew, you are really rubbish, no wonder you invited me here!"
Gobelair laughed and put away that coercion.
When Preelay and his son heard this, they immediately blushed with embarrassment.
"My junior brother is in the art of refining, so his strength is almost, but his art of refining, you can't compare!"
Mardal is helping Preelay to regain some face.
"Okay, don't talk about those, you know the rules, 1 woman a day, I don't want those crooked melons and cracked dates, I want beautiful women!"
Awakening waved his hands.
"Don't worry, it's ready." Mardal said.
To be continued....
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