When the Madrae family saw this, they all fled in fright.
And Abel caught up with the housekeeper of the Madrae family with a quick walk.
"Where is Gramina?"
Abel asked the butler coldly.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me…"
The housekeeper trembled: "Master Gosto has been placed in the warehouse, I can take you there…"
Abel looked at the housekeeper so frightened, and let go of him: "If you dare to play tricks, I will smash your head."
"Don't dare, don't dare…"
How dare the housekeeper dare to play tricks, even Madrae is not Abel's opponent, let alone he.
The housekeeper trembled and took Abel to the warehouse.
At this moment, in the warehouse, Gramina looked at the piles of medicinal spar in the warehouse, and his eyes lit up.
"Look at your unpromising appearance. Although these things are many, they are not enough for you to reach the realm of Noblian!"
At this time, an old voice said in Gramina's mind.
"Then how do I get to the realm of Noblian Votu and kill that Abel?"
Gramina asked.
"You can only improve yourself as quickly as you absorb the strength of others!"
The old voice said slowly.
"You want me to practice the method of evil cultivation? Do you want me to be a evil practitioner?"
Gramina frowned slightly.
"Evil cultivator? What is wicked cultivator? This world is all about the strong prey on the weak. You sects and aristocratic families rob other people's resources, isn't it wicked cultivator?"
"Now we respect strength. Do you think the masters you have seen have not absorbed the essence of others?"
In his mind, the old voice questioned unhappily.
Gramina was silent, and then said: "If I practice the method of evil cultivation, what kind of strength can you make me achieve? Can you kill that Abel?"
"Hahaha… Are you joking with me? Abel is nothing, as long as you listen to me, I can let you set foot on the peak of martial arts."
"At that time, everyone in the entire martial arts world will bow their heads and become ministers. You don't have to be afraid of anything…"
The old voice laughed.
"Could it be that you… can't you make me reach the realm of Martial Saint?"
Gramina was short of breath and was very excited.
Votu Pedrotag is more powerful than Da Votu Borrows. Gramina has not heard of Votu Pedrotag for a long time.
As for the Martial Emperor above the legendary Martial Saint, the transformational realm…
Those were all legends, he always thought they were legends…
"Your vision is too short-sighted, the path of martial arts is never-ending, and it can even reach the point of immortality!"
"Just listen to my words. When I use your body to be reborn, I will make you stand at the pinnacle of the martial arts world."
"At that time, the entire martial arts world will be obedient…"
"And my revenge can be avenged…"
The old voice became softer and softer, and finally disappeared from Gramina's mind.
Gramina was slightly taken aback: "Can I ask you a question? Who are you? Are you an evil cultivator?"
Gramina was very puzzled, who was this black shadow living in his body.
"Blu Noba?" The old voice sounded, full of disdain: "They are just my disciples and grandchildren."
Gramina didn't say anything, but he could feel that this black shadow residing in his body was definitely not an ordinary guy.
…
"Chitel…Mr. Chitel, then Gramina is here!"
The butler pointed to the warehouse and said to Abel.
Abel glanced at the warehouse, and his spiritual consciousness instantly spread out, and he immediately found Gramina in the warehouse.
Seeing that the housekeeper did not lie, Abel said: "Go away…"
The butler happily ran away.
At this moment, Gramina was about to practice in the warehouse, and the old voice in his mind reminded him instantly: "That Abel is here…"
To be continued....
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