Kamusaka.
The powerful city protection barrier slowly opened, and Ji Hao's Tai Chi Fortune Cauldron emitted a layer of soft light, slowly absorbing the Panjian Sun.
The rays of the sun disappeared, and from the gaps in the high-altitude clouds, one after another warm golden light beams tenaciously shined through, casting golden light spots one after another on the plains of Pusang.
Countless human people who took shelter in Puban looked at the sky blankly, and they didn't know who was the first to make a sound. Suddenly, the human people all over the valley cheered hysterically, and countless tools, weapons, clothes, etc. Objects were thrown high into the sky.
Some impatient witch kings and witch emperors simply jumped into the air, spread their hands and bathed in the golden sunshine.
The warm sunshine tickles the body, and the comfortable warmth can penetrate into the seams of the bones. Although Puban has had Pangu Sun to provide light and heat over the years, but after careful comparison, the original Pangu Sun is more comfortable to bask in!
Cheers spread in all directions, and from countless houses, caves, and tree holes, countless human race people ran out happily. They raised their heads and stared blankly at the sudden stop of the rainstorm and the golden beam of light behind the clouds. They were all stunned.
The rain stopped and the sun came out. Although the dark clouds have not completely dispersed, the sun's rays have illuminated the earth and everyone's hearts.
"The sun is out!"
A very ordinary and ordinary sentence, but after several consecutive years of great floods, it seems so precious. Many people were in tears. They laughed loudly through the tears and then turned to hysterical crying.
A great flood destroyed many families, and many tribes lost countless people. The people who were lucky enough to survive under the protection of Pusaka thought of their dead relatives and friends, and they all burst into tears.
Cries and laughter were mixed together, and the whole of Pusaka was full of people.
At the core of Pusaka, amid the beautiful green mountains and rivers, a majestic palace stands majestically. Countless warriors wearing heavy armor patrolled back and forth. There were a large number of witch priests standing guard at key locations. In many places, tamed spiritual beasts were silently entrenched. Under the eaves and in the flowers, there were Gu insects with extremely keen senses. Hiding quietly.
In the sky and underground, this palace is guarded like a golden city. It is so airtight that not even a fly can penetrate.
In the deepest part of the palace, there is a main hall made of bronze with countless runes carved on the surface. It goes straight into the ground for 300 feet. It is made of red copper, plated with gold foil, and inlaid with countless witch crystals. Black energy rises in the secret hall with faint thunder and light all over the body. , a dozen hazy figures sat quietly in the black air without saying a word.
Everyone has a wine jar next to him and a wine bowl in his hand. They keep pouring wine for themselves, drinking down every drop of the strong wine in one gulp, and then continue pouring wine into the bowl.
The secret hall was filled with the pungent smell of wine, and they had been sitting like this for a long time.
After an unknown amount of time, an old but extremely powerful voice suddenly sounded like a thunderstorm: "A bunch of useless trash, they can't handle such a small thing. It's true that each generation is worse than the last, and each generation is worse than the last! If I had known this, they would have When it was born... it would have been fine to just strangle it and throw it out to feed the wolves."
An equally old voice with a hint of femininity and a feeble voice sneered: "What's the point of talking about this now? You strangle your own children and grandchildren and throw them out to feed the wolves. Do you still have this rule in your family? You are so old. My friend, I really don’t know what’s going on... How many children and grandchildren have you strangled to death?”
"You!" an old and powerful voice boomed, and the black mist in the secret palace suddenly shook.
"That's enough!" Another majestic voice stopped the possible conflict between the two: "Don't waste my 'dark sweet fragrance' that nourishes the mind. Don't worry about drinking. If you want to drink, go back to your own wine cellar. Drink as much as you like. Use your brain and come up with ideas!"
There was silence in the secret hall. After a long time, a hoarse voice said gloomily: "That brat Yaohou Jihao... Hasn't Emperor Shun spoken yet? After killing so many elders from each of our families, Emperor Shun felt that he could protect Can you live with Ji Hao?"
The majestic voice sneered and said coldly: "Of course Emperor Shun knows that Ji Hao has killed so many elders from various families. He can't protect Ji Hao. How can he protect him? He is just the Human Emperor, and the Human Emperor is just How amazing is he? Without the support of our families, he, the Human Emperor, is nothing!"
"Di Shun didn't open his mouth because he knew in his heart that he couldn't protect Ji Hao... Therefore, Ji Hao is bound to die!"
"The only trouble now is... the water control has been successful, but we don't have any credit here or outside!"
The secret hall was quiet for a while, and then a group of people started blaming each other.
Some people complained loudly, saying that they should have listened to him at the beginning of the flood control, and everyone should have sent out some elite personnel, so that they could get some credit.
Some people loudly accused them, saying that during the battle at Kuimen, they should have listened to him and used violent means to imprison Ji Hao and Si Wenming. In this way, the credit for the Nine Dragon Gates would be theirs.
Some people clamored loudly that even if Si Wen Ming had the full power to control the water, whether Si Wen Ming could ascend the throne of the Human Emperor still depends on what they want! Is anyone looking forward to it? Is it great to be appreciated by the people of the world? Isn’t it great to have great achievements in water control? Without the support of their clans, all this would be nothing!
"Si Wenming cannot let him become the Emperor of the People!" A very majestic voice suddenly sounded, interrupting the yelling of these people: "He is different from Emperor Shun. Emperor Shun ruled the world with generosity and virtue... But Si Wenming, huh, look at how difficult the Witch Palace has become in his hands, you will know that this kid is not a good person! Not to mention, he has good friends with the emperors of various families... His hands are also It’s stretched too far.”
After a moment of dead silence, this person still said in a cold voice: "We cannot let Si Wenming return to Puban. Everyone in the world knows that it was Si Wenming who controlled this huge flood and saved the world's human race. His reputation has been suppressed. After Emperor Shun. Once he returns to Pusang, he will definitely be the new Emperor!"
"No one can stop it. Even if we object, it's useless. It's completely useless. His contribution this time is too great, and his reputation in the hearts of the people is too high. So... we can't let him return to Pusaka!"
"The flood control hero died of a sudden illness on his way back to Kamusaka. This is the best outcome! What do you think?"
There was another awkward silence. After a long time, an old voice quietly sounded: "Si Wenming is a direct blood descendant of Emperor Xuanyuan after all..."
With a sneer, another old voice shouted: "Half of us here are descendants of the Holy Emperor Xuanyuan. What's his destiny?"
"But, Si Wenming was the Witch Emperor, and he died of a sudden illness... What kind of illness did he have to have?" Another voice hesitantly asked his question. The Witch Emperor, the Witch Emperor who was invulnerable to all poisons and reborn with a drop of blood, died of a sudden illness? There is no such serious disease in the world!
"As long as he dies, no matter what the disease is, we can slowly find out the cause!" The majestic voice said solemnly: "Now let's discuss how to make Si Wenming die faster! Moreover, we must not get involved with us. relation!"
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If I have something to do in the afternoon, I will try to write another chapter or two when I come back in the evening!
I was caught temporarily, sorry!
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