The Netherworld Valley is shrouded by a layer of cold mist all year round. But today, it seems that the weather is exceptionally clear, and the fog that never dissipates all the year round seems to have faded.
But unlike this bright sunshine, everyone in Nether Valley is enveloped in a long-lasting haze!
In the chamber, the Lord Gu You Wanshan sat on the main seat with a gloomy expression, beside him was Elder Gu Zhong. However, between the two rows of elders, there were lonely empty seats.
Looking at the empty position, everyone's heart tingled!
It has been almost two years since their Nether Valley think tank, Ghost Seven was killed. In the past two years, they mobilized all the elites of Quangu to avenge the old seven.
But what they got was not the one they hated the most, Zhuo Fan's corpse, but the constant loss of soldiers and soldiers!
Regardless of the fact that the two elders of Fenglincheng Jianfan died in the hands of Zhuo Fan, after the death of the Seven Ghosts alone, the third and fourth and sixth elders died in succession. The three elders died at the hands of Zhuo Fan and the fifth elder. Also was annihilated.
Nether Valley suffered heavy losses, the twelve elders had lost six, and one was disabled. Only five elders remained intact. But Zhuo Fan was still alive and well, which made them unable to accept it.
What a shame!
They probably wouldn't even dream of it. Except for the catastrophe three hundred years ago, Netherworld Valley had once again suffered an unbearable major blow. The thousand-year history and the majesty of the seven imperial families have been mocked and ridiculed time and time again.
bump!
You Wanshan slapped his hand on the table in anger, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he was, and people could hear the sound of his teeth rubbing. The rest of the people also looked solemn, with hatred on their faces, especially the fifth elder. They touched the shoulders of their lost arms, their eyes were about to burst into flames, and they shouted a name countless times in the bottom of their hearts.
Zhuo Fan!
But they were helpless. Now they really touched the bottom line of the royal family. The emperor summoned Marshal Dugu Zhantian back to the court to frighten them. If they changed again, they might really be facing the millions of heroes of Dugu Zhantian. Now, this is a consequence they can't bear even more.
Even if they wished that Master Quangu rushed into Fenglin City together and drove Zhuo Fan and Luo family to an extinction, they didn't have the courage anymore.
The mud bodhisattva crosses the river and cannot protect himself!
This is where they are now!
The great elder looked at the Lord Gu and then at other people, only shook his head and sighed. The entire chamber was suppressed by a suffocating atmosphere...
"I can't take it anymore, I must kill the little bastard!"
Finally, the fifth elder stood up abruptly and roared. All the people looked at him and didn't speak, maybe they all wished to do it. After knowing the consequences of doing so, he readily acquiesced.
Hum!
However, at this moment, a wave came, and then a melodious flute sound passed into the ears of everyone present!
"Fucking, at this time, there are still people who have leisurely sentiments and play flute in the valley? I tore him to pieces!" The fifth elder had not been angry at first, but now he is even more angry with this depressive sound.
But before he rushed out to find this eye-opening thing, the elder raised his hand, his eyes shrank suddenly, and seemed to tremble with some horror: "Hold on, this... this is... Dragon Guard Shenwei, Fang Qiubai’s flute..."
"What, Yuxiao sword god?"
Suddenly took a breath, everyone looked at each other, and their hearts sank unconsciously. Even the Fifth Elder, who was still angry just now, completely turned off the fire at this time, just with a silly face with his mouth open.
"Grandma bear, what is this Yuxiao sword god doing in Nether Valley?" The Fifth Elder blinked and looked at the others.
You Wanshan and others sighed unconsciously, showing a bitter look in their eyes.
Humph, what can this dragon guard come here? Didn't you beat them for the emperor! Alas, you said that the royal family has been withering for decades, how come it hardened all of a sudden, and even let them catch up!
You Wanshan glanced at everyone, with an urge to cry, but still bite the bullet and walked out with the few remaining elders and flew towards the mouth of the Netherworld Valley.
Sure enough, in the sky above the valley mouth, I saw a figure of Dao Bone Immortal Wind, and the jade flute in his mouth was also emitting melodious fairy music. It was the sword god of Yuxiao, one of the five dragon guards, Fang Qiubai was undoubtedly!
The sound of the flute stopped abruptly, Fang Qiubai played with the flute, turned his head to look at them, and said coldly: "I follow your majesty's will, and the Lord Xuanyougu will immediately enter the pilgrimage. No mistake!"
You Wanshan pondered a little, and was secretly angry.
The seven imperial families were on the same level with the royal family to manage Tianyu affairs together. Even if there were people summoned by the decree before, they would respectfully go to Nethergu to pass the decree, and they were very polite and even complimented.
But this time, the emperor actually sent the dragon guard to deliver the decree. He still used the flute to draw them out of the valley, which clearly meant to disarm them and crush them.
If they confessed this time, then when they saw the emperor, wouldn't their momentum be suppressed even lower? Even if it is reasonable by then, there will be no way to tell. He also wanted to discuss with the emperor. He blindly protected Na Zhuo Fan. What did he mean? Did he deliberately target their Seventh Family
Thinking of this, You Wanshan's courage, who didn't know where it came from, looked at Fang Qiubai with a sneer: "Mr. Fang came from a long way, and it's been hard to pass the decree, but Lord Bengu has been feeling cold and unwell recently. I'm afraid it will take a few months. In order to enter the face of the saint, Wanwang Haihan!"
What, I occasionally feel cold and unwell? Isn't this nonsense!
Are you a master at the pinnacle of Profound Sky, can you get cold? Obviously, he made it clear that he was facing the emperor so that the emperor would not be able to step down.
The elders of Nether Valley looked at You Wanshan and nodded slightly. As expected to be the Lord of the Valley, he is indeed very powerful, and he wants to use such excuses to tell the emperor, Lao Er, that our Netherworld Valley is the imperial family of the seventh family, not his court minister, and he can play around at will...
boom!
However, the eyes of everyone's approval have not disappeared, but a loud bang has been transmitted into their ears in an instant, causing pain in their eardrums. Then, a hurricane passed by, bringing up patches of yellow sand.
When the dust dissipated, everyone looked forward, but couldn't help taking a breath.
The mountain range stretching for hundreds of miles that surrounded them Nether Valley disappeared in an instant. And Fang Qiubai in the air slowly retracted the jade flute that was stretched forward, and finally gave him a cold look: "Leave the journey now, don't forget the Lord of the Valley!"
As soon as the voice fell, he disappeared in an instant, leaving only You Wanshan and other high-level Nether Valley, their faces pale in fright. Looking at the mountain range that disappeared in an instant, my whole body trembled!
This is the strength of Fang Qiubai, the dragon guardian guard, too damn it! In this way, he can completely wipe out Nethergu by himself!
call out!
Suddenly, an old man in a gray robe appeared in front of them with a sound of breaking through the sky. You Wanshan's eyes lit up and exclaimed: "Great worship, you are finally here, do you know..."
"Of course I know that the old man only dared to show up until he left!" Waved his hand, Dazhu looked at You Wanshan and sighed helplessly: "Ah, I said Lord Gu, this time we really kicked the iron plate. Although the emperor is a paper tiger, the five dragon guards around him are definitely fierce beasts that can stand alone! I said you... Alas, go to the court and apologize. Now the emperor is not easy to provoke. !"
You Wanshan nodded sadly, his nose was a little bit sorrowful, and he felt like crying.
What's wrong with them in Nether Valley? Anyone can step on our feet to see if we are bullied...
Seven days later, You Wanshan arrived in the imperial city on time, and was taken to a small room by a court lady to wait. Only when the emperor makes an order can he be seen. This is something that has never happened before. Usually the emperor comes to see them. When will they wait for the emperor to pass it on
But there is no way, who makes the current emperor better than others? So he could only sigh and follow the court lady to a remote room.
But when he entered the room, You Wanshan smiled bitterly again, and there were two old friends of his. Master Yan Bogong of the Medicine King Palace and Lin Rufeng, the master of Happy Lin Patriarch, are all waiting here.
Seeing You Wanshan coming here, the two also smiled bitterly.
As a result, the three of them sat in a row like a kid who had made a mistake, waiting for the emperor to summon them!
"The Lin family lives, who is the person who went to Happy Lin Xuanzhao?" After nothing happened, You Wanshan looked towards Lin Rufeng.
Lin Rufeng looked sad, shook his head and sighed, "Othello, Sima Hui!"
"Oh, this old man usually plays chess and cultivates his character. Among the five dragon guards, he has the best temper. How can he be like the jade flute sword god Fang Qiubai, he immediately flattened a mountain range in our Nether Valley! "
"What a shit!"
However, before You Wanshan had finished speaking, Lin Rufeng was already angrily cursed, with a look of resentment: "The old guy went to our happy forest and didn't say a word. First, he smashed a few chess pieces. .You also know that one of his chess pieces is equivalent to the power of a meteor. When these pieces were smashed, our happy forest was immediately tied by him by half, and now it seems to be back to the background of five hundred years ago. Later, he I just declared and claimed that my hands were shaking just now. Do you think this old thing is still a human being?"
Lin Rufeng wiped his nose, full of sad tears. You Wanshan nodded slightly, unexpectedly there would be a more miserable family than him in Netherworld Valley!
"Hey, you are nothing compared to our Medicine King Palace!"
Suddenly, Uncle Yan waved his hand, spitting out air, as if the strength of his whole body was gone: "The one sent to you is still an individual. The one who declares to the old man is simply a beast. The old man’s Medicine King Palace is completely destroyed. Not to mention, even all the medicinal herbs have been gnawed clean..."
"What, eat even medicinal materials, could it be..."
Before Yan Bogong finished speaking, the two of them screamed, with unprecedented fear in their eyes. Then he sighed and nodded together: "Dian Master Yan, you are the worst of our three families. However, the emperor actually released the lawless little monster this time. It seems that he is really angry..."
Yan Bogong nodded again and again: "Who said no!"
After speaking, the three of them looked at each other again, and then there was an uninterrupted sigh from the cabin, which could not help but bewilder the guards outside the door who didn't know the truth.
When the Patriarch of the Seven Imperial Family came to the imperial city, which time was it not arrogant. How come all the prisoners who are going to be on the execution ground have bitter faces this time, except for the sighs, no other voices can be heard...