"Father, I'm back..."
With a touch, the door opened, and Que'er returned to the sword house with a smile on her face, but was stunned again, and then full of joy, she yelled: "Brother, why are you here?"
Zhuo Fan still sits quietly on the bamboo chair, swinging leisurely, and sitting next to him is the ancient tee that has just arrived, with a smile on his face: "Quer, look at what you said, I'm a father's Son, don’t you allow me to accompany my father around!"
"Come here, maybe I came here lazily again, I still don't know you? In a hundred years, nothing has changed except that I've grown!" I couldn't help but screamed, patted his head, Zhuo Fan was noncommittal.
Gu Santong raised his eyelids and pouted, as if quite unconvinced, Que'er chuckled slightly from the side.
Immediately afterwards, Zhuo Fan looked at Que'er again, with a slight expression on his face, and asked: "What happened just now, who came to such a place?"
"Hey, it's no big deal. A member of the main temple in Xizhou, called the Vulture Old Demon, suddenly ran to this place and ran into the three little ghosts. Suddenly, he became obsessed with money, dared and greedy. I have already sent you away, father, don't worry about it!"
"Vulture old demon?"
Brows trembled slightly, Zhuo Fan groaned a little, and faintly said: "This old guy has a bad reputation outside. He does all nasty things. Why... He was chased. Is he going to hide in this place?"
Que'er couldn't help but think a little, but shook his head: "No, the Japanese messenger is in charge of Xizhou, and he has always restrained his subordinates strictly, and has not had much conflict with the forces of Xizhou. This old bald eagle has all sorts of inferiorities. It’s totally a personal act. And with his strength in the Seventh Layer of Gui Yuan, all the forces in Xizhou are out of self-protection. If they don’t provoke them, they won’t provoke such a demon. Could someone really act for the heavens? Isn’t it possible to chase him down to the end of the world? The point is that Xizhou really didn’t take much action recently, targeting one person!"
"That's weird, why did he come to this remote place where the birds don't shit? If it weren't for avoiding, it would be stalking!" His brows trembled slightly, and Zhuo Fan asked again: "Quer, he is with those three Did a kid come?"
"It shouldn't be. Looking at his anxious look, how can he endure it now?"
"Then he came at me?" With a grin, Zhuo Fan shook his head non-committal: "Hey, I don't think that the master of the Heavenly Demon Palace was actually followed up by the disciple of the temple, ha ha ha... interesting!"
The pupils couldn't help but stared, and Gu Santong immediately yelled: "What, dare you to check the whereabouts of the hall master? They don't want to die, don't you know the rules of the hall?"
"If you are really a pure disciple in this temple, naturally you don't dare to make such a mistake, I am afraid that there is another master behind him!" The corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and Zhuo Fan said leisurely: "Bier, the third son, the old boy probably hasn't gone far yet. Take a trip with the father. I want to see for the father, who wants to see the father so much, ha ha ha..."
With that said, Zhuo Fan could already stand up and walked out. Queer and Gu Santong hurriedly followed.
But soon, Gu Santong seemed to think of something, and hurriedly said: "Wait, father. Before I come, Uncle Dong asked me to ask you when we will start working and complete the last step of the plan!"
"It should be... Alright!"
Slowly stroking the white cloth of his eyes, Zhuo Fan's mouth curled up, and he laughed lightly...
On the other hand, in the royal hall of the imperial capital, next to an oval table tens of meters long, the emperor Baili Jingshi sat at the first place, followed by the Prime Minister Baili Jingshi, and then the original Nine Swords King was seated. In the last position, there was still a vacant seat, and no one was sitting there.
Everyone glanced at the empty seat together, they were all a little impatient, Shangguan Feiyun even more exasperated, and faintly said: "Hey, do you still consider yourself the prince of the East Palace, such a big score..."
Ta Ta Ta...
However, before his voice fell, the sound of gentle footsteps sounded steeply, and a familiar figure gradually appeared from the deep passage.
Bang bang bang...
"Oh, one-armed sword king, you finally came, you really came out on the finale. If you don't show up again, we won't be able to open this meeting, hehehe..."
A ridiculous applause sounded, and Shangguan Feiyun teased as the figure got closer and closer. The other Sword Kings also smiled contemptuously and curled their lips in disdain. Only the Emperor Baili Jingshi's complexion sank, and he sighed helplessly.
Finally, the man came to the empty seat and sat down blankly, not happy or sad, but it was the prince of the year, Baili Jingtian. But unfortunately, now he is no longer the crown prince, and can only become the tenth sword king with his strength.
Originally the title given by the empire was the King of Heaven Swordsman, but in private, the other Sword Kings always liked to tease him as the King of One-Armed Swordsman because of his severed arm that was burned by Zhuo Fan.
Taking a deep look at his empty sleeves, Baili Jingshi felt a sigh in his heart. Originally his prince, Baili Sedum could carry the throne of the emperor, but unfortunately, how can there be any reason for a disabled emperor in the world
So in desperation, no matter how talented he is, he can only be reduced to a prince.
Thinking of this, Baili Jingshi's heart was dripping blood, and Baili Jingwei also reluctantly shook his head and sighed again and again.
Alas, what a pity, a good seed...
"Well, now that the King of Swordsman is here, then the King of Ten Swords is gathered!"
At this time, Baili Yulei gave a dry cough and made a faint sound, but he did not tease Baili Jingtian at all, but solemnly called him by his title, showing respect: "Then Prime Minister Baili, I don’t know you Why is it calling us here today?"
His complexion was heavy, Baili Jingwei looked around at the people around him, pondering for a long time, and then he said: "Your Majesty, there are ten Sword Masters who are incompetent. They made mistakes in judgment a hundred years ago, which allowed the traitors to succeed, and the empire suffered a hundred years of turmoil. , I am really ashamed. But at any rate, after a hundred years of rectification, the empire has once again repeated its past glory. The military is prosperous, the country is prosperous, and the people are strong. It's just... a bigger crisis, but also buried, the severity of which may make our empire Destroyed in an instant!"
Unconsciously, everyone was looking at him deeply, waiting for his next words!
"I don't know if you still remember that in the Five States War a hundred years ago, there was an amazing and brilliant person. It was him that made me wait for a terrible defeat, and made my Baili family unanimously ashamed from top to bottom!"
"Zhuo Fan!" His eyes narrowed slightly, Baili Sedum gritted his teeth with hatred, and his only fist was clenched tightly. The rest of the people also had complex complexions, and when they mentioned this name, they had mixed feelings and thoughtfulness in their hearts.
After taking a deep look at them, Baili Jingwei nodded faintly: "Yes, it is this man of martial arts and martial arts that made our great country, defeated and defeated, and plunged into a hundred years of turbulence. The wish to unify the five states, He was also stranded. To be honest, as an opponent, he really awes me, and he is also the only person who can’t see through. Fortunately, he was involved in the sea monster’s mouth and was swallowed by the sea monster in the battle a hundred years ago. As an opponent, although I regret it, I am also grateful that this terrible man is finally dead!"
Hearing this, everyone nodded and moaned continuously, and some showed pity.
"However, although this devil-like man is dead, the legacy he left behind still makes us exhausted and disrupts our empire!"
Immediately afterwards, Baili Jingwei's eyes flashed, and he shouted: "Remember when he said his origin belongs to?"
"Know, Tianmo Mountain!" A look of fear flashed in his eyes, and Baili Yuyun immediately exited.
He nodded at a fixed point, and Baili Jingwei continued: "Yes, it is Tianmo Mountain. This is a mysterious sect that he personally said back then. We have not yet determined whether it is true or not. We can't help but say, but its bad influence is obvious to all. In the past hundred years, the forces that slandered and deceived under the name of Tianmo Mountain have been one after another, like the Tianmamen, the Tianma Island, the Tianma Sect, and the Tianma City. They all want to rely on the reputation of this dead man to stay in the shadows and occupy the power. In the end, we are all in our hands. The suppression also proves that these forces in the name of the devil are all fake!"
"That's all, the key is that some forces with less than a hundred people have actually made the name of Tianmozhai, Tianmo Gang, and even Tianmo Village. This kind of copycat is really unreasonable. We should be wiped out in an instant. But this momentum is It is horrible. All people want to use this legendary name to gain power and bring back the corpse. This has caused our empire to be turbulent for a hundred years, and the impact is much more terrible than I previously estimated. Many people think, We were once defeated by the disciples of the Tianmo Mountain, and by playing the name of the Tianmo, we can have the appeal to raise the mountain. This has made the empire’s prestige and reputation discredited!"
"So what, no matter how big the noise is, it's just a bunch of little guys, and it's annihilated with a wave of hands!"
He curled his lips in disdain, but Shangguan Feiyun sneered and waved his hand: "It's a big deal that we will work harder. Could this group of ants, they can turn the sky up?"
Hearing this, the other sword kings also nodded slightly, not paying attention. Don't you just call it a name? It's not a real world sect. The people from Tianmo Mountain are here. What's to be afraid of
But for the contempt of everyone, Baili Jingwei's complexion is even more solemn: "If it is really like the words of the Flying Cloud Sword King, these are nothing but petty words, and I will never dare to overwhelm you Sword King. Gathering together in the imperial capital. The key is that there is an extraordinary power in this line of demon. And its organization is tightly organized, it is rare in the world, its power is widespread, and it has never appeared in the history of the five states. Everyone, I don’t know if you are. Have you heard of the name of the Heavenly Demon Temple?"
squeak!
Suddenly, all the people were stiff, and their faces became solemn. Even Shangguan Feiyun frowned tightly and muttered: "The Temple of Heaven?"
"Yes, a mysterious organization that has risen secretly since a hundred years ago and has only recently come into the eyes of all the forces in the states. Such a secret layout is really horrible!"
The brows couldn't stop shaking, Baili Jingwei's complexion became more solemn than ever...