Cough cough cough!
Hit the cold claws hard, the Emperor Yan coughed, almost unable to breathe: "Mountain lord... Forgiveness, forgiveness..."
"Damn stinky lady, there are not enough successes, more than failures!"
Staring at her fiercely, she gritted her teeth: "It's all about my son having an accident with you. You lost even the baby you have raised for a hundred years. You said, how can you compensate me, eh?"
Holding her neck tightly, Yan Huang was full of horror and stammered: "Mountain...Mountain Lord Rong Jin, although Qingcheng is no longer there, but he is not dead anyway, can I just find it back? It's better than dead, always looking for it. Okay not to come back!"
"Huh, what a shit!"
bump!
He threw her out again and fell to the ground. The person was full of anger and said, "If Chu Qingcheng died for my son, anyway, I would be relieved. Now that she is gone, my son is also dead, not just for people and wealth. In the two empty spaces, even the emotional sustenance is gone. Can you understand the gap in my heart?"
Are you not a materialist, where can you put your feelings on
There was a moment of slander in his heart, but the Emperor Yan didn't dare to say that, but bowed down and bowed down: "Wangshan, I'm sorry!"
"Stop talking nonsense, what the hell is going on, how the Qingcheng was lost, the ins and outs, I will tell me clearly, otherwise the head will give it to me, humph!" The man shouted with a fierce wave of his hand.
Yan Huang bowed slightly, and then called Meng Xiaofeng to Zhuo Fan to come to warn him, but Zhuo Fan used secrets to threaten him with a full story: "After that, Zhuo Fan left shortly afterwards, and we found that the disciple in the clan was knocked unconscious. Qingcheng was also taken away, and Shaoism was angry and chased him in a hurry. Who knows that this parting turns into a goodbye. The young master is talented, amiable, approachable, and left like this. It's really a pity, woooo Uh..."
"Okay, don't cry!"
Yan Huang hid his face and wept, but the mountain master interrupted again with a loud shout, yelling: "I know what kind of character my son is. How can it be so easy to win people's hearts? You are crying here, and you are not showing it to me?"
A little awkwardly wiped his tears, Yan Huang couldn't help but laughed: "The mountain master has a bright eye, but the young master still has a lot of admiration, hehehe..."
As if he hadn’t heard the flattering words, the man just had his eyes down and thought carefully: "You mean all of this happened before and after the arrival of Zhuofan? Could it be the case? Are they related?"
"Uh, no!" Suddenly, Yan Huang thought about it, and Chan smiled and shook his head.
There was a flash of light in his eyes, and the man asked, "Why?"
"Enlighten the mountain master, that Zhuo Fan is the right and left hand of the Demon King. He is unparalleled in his wisdom and admiration. But in terms of strength, it is really an ant-like existence, but it is only a bone-forging realm. It is not a big deal. If it weren't for his lofty status, there would be a group of people around him. If someone protects it, it would have been chopped to pieces long ago. The young master is a saint, how could his death be related to that ant? It's impossible to think about it!"
"Then... where is the person next to him?"
His eyes narrowed lightly, and the mountain master continued to inquire.
After thinking for a while, Emperor Yan still shook his head: "The mountain lord has filtered out, and their entire Luo family has gone to the Demon Emperor. What strong people can there be among them? No matter what, they are all below the Demon Emperor Zhao Cheng. But that As soon as the people who had taken the Qingcheng attacked like the wind and thunder, my junior sister Mei Sangu didn't even have a chance to react, so she was restrained and knocked unconscious by the other party. This strength is not under the Eight Emperors at all, so how could it be that surrender? What did the Luo family of the Demon Emperor do? And..."
"and?"
"Furthermore, when I was in the clan, I saw that the young master used the sacred mountain, but after we rushed there, we completely disappeared from each other. This can only show that the person and the young master had a battle. Just in the moment. The mountain master can think about it. The only one who can kill the young master in an instant is the saint. How can it be a person in the eight emperor realm?"
Hearing this, the mountain lord nodded slightly: "Yes, everything you said is reasonable, and the analysis is good. But who did it? The one who can kill Feng'er in a flash, at least the mid-sage master , Or... no way... ”
"Mountain Lord, did you think of anything?"
"There is such a strength, and there is another power, that is the Dragon Sage!" His eyes narrowed slightly, and the mountain master murmured: "It's just that although the Seven Sacred Mountains and the Dragons have resentment, they haven't fought each other for many years. Everyone try to avoid friction, why would they do anything to my son?"
"Maybe the young master is so arrogant that he provokes them..."
"Impossible, I warned him, don't mess with those animals!" Hearing Yanhuang's mutter, the mountain master looked at her coldly, and then he doubted: "If it's not the dragon clan, it's the other sacred mountain. , Or the idle saint? Could it be said that Chu Qingcheng's secret was known to be robbed by others?"
As soon as these words came out, the two looked at each other, both of them lighted their heads with some approval. At present, this possibility is the highest. Although Zhuo Fan had the strongest motivation to grab someone, he didn't have this ability, so the two of them easily ruled him out.
Then the next thing becomes more complicated. With so much gesture power, who is the real man behind this time
They already believed that Meng Xiaofeng's death was definitely related to Chu Qingcheng's captivity. The other party must have discovered the secret by Meng Xiaofeng, so he killed them.
"Feng'er, I will definitely find the murderer and snatch this treasure back from Chu Qingcheng!" The pupils condensed fiercely, and the mountain master gritted his teeth and swore.
Yanhuang saw it, and said quietly: "Then now that this secret has been obtained by other forces, does Zhuo Fan's threat to us still work?"
"Works!"
Glancing at her squintingly, the mountain master snorted and said lightly: "As long as this secret is not a secret that everyone knows, it will work. No one will share this secret with others, we will not, those who took Chu Qingcheng abducted. People who do not know how to do so. So we have to act first, grab Chu Qingcheng back, and hold it firmly in our hands!"
Nodding clearly, Yan Huang said again: "So... let him continue to behave like this?"
"It doesn't matter, isn't it just to grab the site? Although this may cause the holy mountain disciples who are going down to make a mess, but as long as he can be tight-lipped, I can just let him mess around."
The mountain owner cast his lips in disdain, and the mountain owner was noncommittal: "This joint operation of the Seven Sacred Mountains, to put it bluntly, is that the old men are worried that the vision a hundred years ago will be a sign of the birth of the strong, and they are worried that their status of the Seven Sacred Mountains will be shaken. , That’s why it began to steadily tighten the power of resource extraction to monopolize the master level. Even the enchanting genius, the peerless existence like the ten ancient emperors, want to be promoted to the ranks of saints without training resources? It's just a dream, huh!"
Yan Huang nodded slightly in his heart.
All of this was really right by the kid, and the holy mountain really wanted to monopolize the high-level cultivators. In this way, the bottom cultivators will have no more days in the future.
Ugh…
At the same time, Zhuo Fan also returned safely to the Heavenly Demon Mountain. But as soon as he walked into the hall, he saw a group of black guards waiting there anxiously. After seeing Zhuo Fan, he hurried forward and bowed: "Steward Zhuo, you are finally back!"
"Why, what are you all gathering here for?" Zhuo Fan nodded slightly, suspiciously.
Looking at each other, everyone was full of anxiety, and then a representative hurriedly bowed: "Steward Zhuo knows something. Recently, our offensive against the Eagle Emperor's territory has been smooth. But now, the two emperors have come forward, we People from can't beat them. So the frontline sent back an emergency report, and wanted to ask Lord Demon Emperor to come forward to deal with it. But the Lord has been in retreat, and we are helpless. If this continues, the frontline suffers heavy casualties and can't match the power of the two emperors. what!"
"Oh, that's how it is!"
Raising his brows, Zhuo Fan smiled clearly: "Don't worry, I'll see Lord Demon Sovereign and persuade him to go to war!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuo Fan came to the backyard secret room after a series of gratitude and thanks from everyone, arching his fist slightly and said: "Master Demon King, I have something to report next!"
Rumble!
The heavy stone door suddenly opened, and Zhuo Fan walked in by himself, only to see Zhao Cheng, who had a black face and murderous intent in his eyes, staring at him fiercely, never going back to the past.
"Where are my training materials, have you delivered it?" The Demon King said with a hungry look on his face, panting heavily.
With a faint smile, Zhuo Fan didn't care: "Master Devil, I'm afraid you won't be able to deliver your training materials!"
"what why?"
"Recently, the King of Eagles and the King of Ghosts have fought, and our fighting has been blocked. If we can't catch prisoners, we won't have any training materials!"
bump!
With a loud noise, Zhao Cheng slapped the stone bed fiercely, smashing the entire head of the bed to pieces, and yelled: "It's just outrageous, these two old things are good things to me, I won't let them go! "
"Report from the front, requesting Lord Demon Emperor to go to war and eradicate those two emperors. And... the eight emperors have profound skills, using their bodies to practice the exercises will definitely go to the next level!" Looking at him coldly, Zhuo Fan grinned. road.
A crazy red glow flashed in his eyes, and Zhao Cheng laughed without thinking, "Hahaha... Okay, suck them all, I will be able to break through the saints!"
As soon as the voice fell, Zhao Cheng had already stepped on his feet fiercely, and with a squeaking sound, he passed by Zhuo Fan's side, flew straight to Jiu Tian, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Looking at his disappearing back, after Li Jingtian sent Chu Qingcheng back to Luo's house, he returned to Zhuo Fan and said in a strange way: "Steward Zhuo, what kind of skills did you let him practice? Why are you crazy now? How is it?"
"It's his heart that is crazy, it has something to do with the practice?"
Unconsciously sneered, Zhuo Fan let out a long suffocating breath, revealing a wicked smile: "Now the Devil Emperor is dispatched, and a group of mad dogs are finally about to bite, just like the Tianma Mountain back then, ha ha ha..."
"Steward Zhuo, when shall we do it?"
At this time, Li Jingtian rubbed his palms again, and said with a look of expectation: "You don't know, my brothers have been itchy hands recently. After the Eagle Emperor took the shot, many people wanted to go up and learn about the strength of these eight emperors, but they didn't. You order, don’t dare to shoot at will. Otherwise, our Luo family army will be dispatched, and the turf of the Eagle Emperor and the Ghost Emperor will have been taken by us long ago, hehehe!"
"Look at your promise!"
Glancing at him fiercely, Zhuo Fan's eyes flashed through the passage: "The masters of the Luo family are going to fight the holy mountain. Before that, they must not easily fall into anyone's eyes. Otherwise, there is a holy mountain. Helping out the Eight Sovereigns, it will be difficult for us to easily take down this area that is jointly guarded by the bottom masters of the Sanctuary!"