In response to the matter of Xihai's private prison, the Son of Heaven summoned the clerk of the inner court and announced the punishment of Elder Nanfeng. The most fatal of the several punishments was a piece of paper announcing to the world that his name as a holy king was false.

"Kill you...... Do you dare to do such a thing to the old man?" Nanfeng sat crookedly on the ground, looking desperate.

He doesn't care about what the demon clan protector is again, five hundred years of planning, there are already people loyal to him in the angel corps, even if there is no talisman, once something happens, those people will follow him.

However, if he wants to issue an announcement to the whole world to clarify that his self-proclaimed name as a holy monarch is fake, won't the dark web that he has spent so much effort building up be torn apart by a piece of paper overnight?

His panic was as clear as a mirror. Seeing his lost soul, he just sneered in his heart.

This sentence can be described as a salary draw from the bottom of the kettle, in order to cut off the connection he established with those fox and dog parties by using his identity as a holy monarch, so as to smash his plot to seize the Six Realms.

"Father, this king has given you such a light sentence, why do you still put on such a face? At the very least, I will not return your Demon King Talisman, and you will still be free to enter and exit the Tomb of Despair in the future, isn't it lenient enough for you?"

Nanfeng was covered in cold sweat like rain, knowing that no matter what he said, it would be impossible for the caracal to change this sentence, so he could only kneel down again, crying and saying with a sad face: "Nanfeng doesn't dare to disobey, thank the Son of Heaven for not killing!"

Extinction nodded with satisfaction, and finally showed a smile on his face, but this smile made Nanfeng tremble even more, just hoping that he would be gracious and let himself go quickly, who knew that he still had something to ask.

"I still don't know anything about your private prison, I wonder if my father can tell me the truth?" he asked, reaching out to raise his silk fan, and began to enjoy the pear blossom breeze again.

Although the Son of Heaven asked, the old man answered when he knew. Nanfeng agreed hoarsely, trying to hide his resentment.

"Oh, it's not a big deal, I just want to ask, what is the relationship between you and that ghost king Yunqing?"

"Ghost King, ...... How do you know about Yun Qing?" Elder Nanfeng was startled again, his legs were so weak that he couldn't stand.

The Devil Clan accounts for one-sixth of the Six Realms, and I shouldn't know that the head of the clan is such a big person? If she is really the Ghost King, I'm afraid that I will have to send friendly envoys and bring enough gifts to pay a visit!"

"No! Son of Heaven can't!" Nanfeng heard that he was going to visit Yunqing, and he was so frightened that he lost his temper for a while, but he didn't know that he had fallen for his plan.

The cruel eyes suddenly became sharp again, staring at him deadly.

Nanfeng was so anxious that he was at a loss, and said, "That ghost king...... She's just an ordinary female ghost, and I don't know each other well, I saved her by chance a hundred years ago, and she repays her kindness, and she has a little friendship with me, that's it!"

"You save her?" hahaha...... "With Father's iron heart, the person who can be rescued by you must not be easy, right?"

The two were at a stalemate because of the ghost king, and an attendant walked in, crouched in the caracal's ear and said a few words, he nodded and said, "Got it, you go down first." ”

Then he said to Nanfeng: "Okay, if you don't want to tell the relationship with that female ghost, I won't force it." Come back to me when you want to talk. Let's go back today and think about it behind closed doors. ”

When Nanfeng heard this, he nodded through gritted teeth and left in a hurry. (To be continued.) )