Jinluan Palace, the crows are silent, and everyone is in danger. ｛｝

Even those martial marquis and powerful ministers couldn't help but tremble physically and mentally, not to mention the dozen or so young heroes of the Wushan tribe.

The light cat killed Gongsun Long lightly, Wutian's body was not stained with blood, pointed to a purple-clothed man in front, and said lightly: "You come to sue me, where is Gongsun Haoshu." ”

"Yes. ”

The man was startled, hurriedly knelt on the ground, and said neatly: "Before, in the depths of Wushan, after King Shura left, Fairy Bitong also issued an expulsion order for us, so Shenzi ordered us to come to the Great Yan Dynasty and take over the affairs here, while Shenzi himself took the elders of the nine clans and the rest of the clansmen to Wanjun City. ”

Wutian frowned and said, "What are you doing in Wanjun City, where are the Pavilion Master and the others?"

"What the Divine Son means is that Wanjun City is our base camp, and the Pavilion Master of Wanbao Pavilion and her son, the Young Pavilion Master, also followed the Divine Son to Wanjun City. The man in purple said truthfully.

"What about the others?"

"The rest of the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion...... Killed by the Son of God, King Shura, these things are all the idea of the Son of God, and they have nothing to do with us, and please Lord Shura, spare our lives......"

The man in purple paused, hurriedly spit out the whole sentence, and then kept kowtowing, begging again and again.

As if remembering something, the purple-clothed man hurriedly looked up at Wutian and said, "Before leaving, the Divine Son also instructed that if King Shura you appear in the Great Yan Dynasty, let the villain tell you that if you want to save the mother and son of the Pavilion Master, go to Wanjun City to talk to him." ”

"Are you?" Wutian squinted, his gaze becoming more and more unkind.

The villain was sure that if the king of Shura did not believe him, he could ask the villain's companions, and they all heard it with their own ears. The man in purple pointed to the dozen or so people behind him.

Seeing that the calamity spread to themselves, more than a dozen people couldn't be calm, so they quickly knelt on the ground on their knees, and nodded their heads to indicate that what the man in purple said was true.

His eyes swept over the faces of more than a dozen people one by one, Wutian didn't see the slightest false expression, and he also believed that after seeing Gongsun Long's fate, these people didn't dare to lie to him.

"It's okay to go to Wanjun City, I'd like to see what tricks you're going to play. ”

Wutian smiled coldly, got up, and was just about to leave, when a big man in a python robe quickly crawled out on his knees, stopped in front, and bowed: "Lord Shura, for the sake of Princess Yanyu, save the Great Yan Dynasty." ”

"Please Lord Shura, for the sake of Princess Yanyu, save the Great Yan Dynasty. The rest of the martial marquis and powerful ministers also kowtowed one after another.

"Uh!" Wutian was stunned, and immediately glanced at the dozen or so people in the Wushan tribe with iron faces, and said jokingly: "Didn't I hear before that Yanyu is no longer the princess of Dayan?"

Dahan said sadly: "In the past, we were ignorant and didn't know the ambition of the emperor's majesty, which led to today's situation, but now the villains know the truth, and they are also heartbroken, and they regret that they shouldn't have done it in the first place!

"We are willing to honor Princess Yanyu as the first empress of the Great Yan Dynasty, and we implore Lord Shura to help......"

In the Jinluan Treasure Hall, one after another cries for help continued to sound, and in their expressions, in addition to pleading, they were full of deep despair and helplessness.

The Wushan tribe is too strong, and no one in the entire Great Yan Dynasty dares to argue with them, so they can only put their only hope on the person in front of him who is somewhat involved with the princess.

After a little silence, Wutian shook his head and said: "I can't control the affairs of the Great Yan Dynasty, even if I kill them all today, the Wushan tribe will still send people to come in the future, and I can't stay in the Great Yan Dynasty every day." ”

After finishing speaking, his eyes turned and fell on more than a dozen people, and Wutian said lightly: "The fate of the Great Yan Dynasty today deserves to be like this in my opinion, but I advise you not to kill innocents indiscriminately." ”

"Yes! Yes!"

More than a dozen people nodded their heads in agreement, Gongsun Long's fate was in front of them, how dare they still have the slightest complaint, the only thing to do is to send this plague god away quickly.

"Huh!"

Under the respectful gaze of more than a dozen people from the Wushan tribe, in the desperate sight of the civil and military officials of the Great Yan Dynasty, the figure of Wutian flickered, turned into a streamer, swept out of the Jinluan Treasure Palace, and quickly disappeared into the sky.

"Whew!"

Until Wutian completely disappeared from sight, more than a dozen purple-clothed young men finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the Wuhou and Quan Chen in front of him, their eyes were extremely unkind.

"Dare to play right and wrong in front of King Shura, it seems that you are dying too long!" A man in purple sneered, and his killing intent was undisguised.

"Stop. ”

A purple-clothed woman with three moles on her chin hurriedly spoke to stop the person, shook her head and said, "King Shura's last sentence, although he did not explicitly say that he wanted to protect the Great Yan Dynasty, secretly revealed a dangerous signal. ”

"Danger signal?" the rest of the group was stunned.

"Gongsun Zhen, you can make it clear. The man in purple who was stopped said unhappily.

The woman in purple said: "If you think about it, Dongfang Xiao and King Shura have a deep relationship, and Yanyu is Dongfang Xiao's wife, all kinds of relationships show that King Shura doesn't really care, but has no energy to take care of it now, so for the sake of safety, before King Shura falls, let's not mess around." ”

Speaking of this, the woman in purple glanced at the dozens of trembling officials, and sneered: "What's more, these people still have some use value, after all, they are more familiar with the Great Yan Dynasty than us, and they are more authoritative than us." ”

Hearing this, the rest of the people all gave a thumbs up to the woman in purple.

In fact, after Wutian left the Jinluan Palace, he did not leave immediately.

To be precise, it was while everyone was unprepared, Wutian left a clone behind and hid it in a corner of the Jinluan Palace.

If more than a dozen people from the Wushan tribe dared to kill the people of the Great Yan Dynasty after he left, then he would not hesitate and directly kill a few people on the spot.

Originally, this killing and robbery was about to begin, but Gongsun Zhen suddenly spoke out to stop it, and analyzed it to the head, which made Wutian look at this woman with admiration.

It seems that the Wushan tribe is not all brave and stupid.

Seeing that the Great Yan Dynasty was not in much danger, Wutian dispersed his clone and hurried towards Wanjun City.

Wanjun City!

This majestic castle did not take place in battle, so it is still as intact as before.

However, it has now been occupied by the Wushan tribe and has become their base camp.

On the tall city wall, there stood a man in purple, their faces solemn, scanning the surroundings, their eyes were very alert.

On the city wall directly above the city gate, an old man in purple sat in the air, as if he had been traumatized, his face was faintly pale, and there was a strong wisp of anger between his eyebrows.

The old man is Gongsun Hai, one of the elders of the nine major clans, ranking the ninth.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, his confined eyes opened, and he looked into the distance, completely devoid of the cloudiness that an old man should have, shining brightly and brightly.

In the line of sight, a young figure approached rapidly.

When he saw the identity of the person who came, Gongsun Hai's face immediately sank, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a strong killing intent burst out, and he said in a deep voice: "Wutian, it's you!"

"What, aren't you welcome?" Wutian smiled faintly.

"For you, my Wushan tribe, I'm afraid no one will welcome it. Gongsun Hai said gloomily, and his fierce momentum slowly rose, shrouding towards the skyless.

Wutian smiled disapprovingly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said, "If Gongsun Haoshu called me to fight, I wouldn't mind slaughtering you first!"

"What a rampant young man, don't forget jì, you're alone now. Gongsun Haidao, the killing intent became more and more violent, and a group of purple-clothed guards beside him also had cold eyes and were ready to fight.

"Alone?"

Wutian was stunned for a moment, shook his head with a sneer, looked over Gongsun Hai and the others, swept towards Wanjun City, and said lightly: "Gongsun Haoshu, if you don't show up again, you are ready to collect their corpses!"

As soon as the words landed, a majestic and ethereal voice sounded in Wanjun City: "All retreat, lawless, if you have the guts, you can come in." ”

Wutian sneered, without any hesitation, under the hateful gaze of Gongsun Hai and others, Shi Shiran walked towards Wanjun City step by step.

Along the way, the Wushan tribesmen he met were full of hatred in their eyes, but Wutian didn't care at all, on the contrary, there was an inexplicable pride.

Because only when they have a strong force, enough to deter them, will they attract hatred.

If it had been him who had fled, then today, the eyes he faces are not hatred, but disdain and ridicule and so on.

In the divine thoughts, the breath of Gongsun Haoshu was in the main hall where the pavilion master lived in the past.

And before he could get closer, he smelled a rich aroma of tea.

"Are you going to entertain me?"

Wutian was extremely surprised, his eyes flickered, he took a step, and swept in directly from a stone window, and what greeted him was a magnificent hall, paved with white jade, jade, glass, precious stones, inlaid with four walls, in the sunlight transmitted from the window, reflecting the colorful brilliance, extremely magnificent.

In the center of the hall is a coffee table made of amber stone, and under it is a plush animal skin, like a white moonlight, not stained with a single speck of dust.

On the animal skin, there was a man in purple sitting on the plate, this person was Gongsun Haoshu, and for the arrival of Wutian, he seemed not to see it, silently, and made tea by himself.

The tea is boiling, and wisps of fragrance float out, which makes people feel fascinated and fascinated.

Wutian's eyes flashed, he strode over, sat opposite Gongsun Haoshu, and also didn't speak, quietly looking at the boiling tea, not knowing what he was thinking.

I don't know how long it took, Gongsun Hao waved his hand, and two teacups floated up from the boiling water, and then added the brewed fragrant tea one by one.

"Please!"

Stretching out his hand to Wutian, Gongsun Haoshu took the lead in picking up a teacup and putting it to his mouth and tasting it slowly.

Wutian smiled faintly, took the teacup from mid-air, smacked it lightly, and nodded with satisfaction.

He doesn't know how to drink tea, but when the tea in the cup enters his body, he immediately feels refreshed, and the fatigue accumulated in the past two days is swept away, which shows that this tea is extraordinary.

"Do you know why I want to make this pot of tea?" It was only at this time that Gongsun Haoshu finally spoke, his tone was very calm, and his expression was very indifferent.

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