The group walked into the Cloud Palace under the watchful eye of the crowd, this situation made Liangchen very unaccustomed, especially the slogan shouted by the crowd at the end changed too quickly and caught him off guard, so in less than a stick of incense on the way, he felt that his whole body was a little stiff.

At this time, there were only a few people left in the Cloud Palace, Liangchen and the elders of the Molong Clan, and the frantic shouts outside still did not stop, and there was a faint trace of it from time to time.

"The Holy Son has worked hard, the Patriarch has worked hard!" several elders said respectfully.

"My old man didn't have any hard work, this trip is all thanks to the power of the Holy Son!" Patriarch Molong waved his hand with a worried face.

"Holy Son Kamui!"

"Holy Son Kamui!"

“。。。 ”

The four elders shouted in unison, only to find that the momentum of the Holy Son's return this time had undergone earth-shaking changes, although it was difficult to determine the specific realm, but it was obviously above a few people!

"It doesn't have to be like this!" Liangchen waved his hand and spoke again:

"We all had an epiphany during this trip to the Holy Land, and now we need to retreat in the Cloud Palace for some days. If anything is up to the Mo Patriarch, just decide!"

"Obey the Sacred Commandment!" the patriarch replied in unison.

"If it's all right, stand down. "Liangchen gave an order to evict the guests.

"We're leaving!" Patriarch Mo bowed down and left with the four elders.

As soon as he came out of the Cloud Palace, the Mo Patriarch glanced at the dozen or so guards in front of the Cloud Palace and turned around and ordered: "In the future, the guards of the Cloud Palace will be doubled, and from tomorrow onwards, the two elders of Xingyue will take turns on duty, and they must not alarm the Holy Son Qingxiu!"

"Yes!" the two elders replied in unison.

"Patriarch, what happened on this trip, and how did the Holy Son kill the Floating Light Old Thief and the Great Elder?" Elder Chen asked eagerly.

"Let's go to the council chamber and talk about it in detail. ”

Five streams of light flew towards the main hall in the center of Cloud City.

"What does the patriarch mean, you haven't been able to see the scene with your own eyes?" a few people asked.

"Yes, the secret realm is too dangerous, so I can't get in. ”

"At that time, the Holy Son entered the secret realm alone with the patriarch of the seven tribes, and I was left in the holy city. When it came out, it was Chilin, the young patriarch of the Flame Sun Clan, who mentioned it, and I knew about the things in the secret realm. Patriarch Mo said.

"But even if I can feel that the Holy Son's realm has been greatly improved, I am afraid that it will still be extremely difficult to defeat the two Silver Rank Late War Gods by myself!" Elder Xing said the doubts in his heart.

"Regarding this matter, I heard from Chilin when I was a guest of the Flame Sun Clan, he said, 'It was our fault to ask a few people in the Eighth Hall to kill the Floating Light Patriarch and let him escape, but fortunately, another senior chased him and killed him. So it sounds like the Son and some of his friends did it together. Patriarch Mo replied as he recalled Chilin's words.

"I see!" several elders suddenly brightened their hearts.

Even though they all hoped that the Holy Son would kill him alone, they were rational in their hearts.

"Is that woman really the concubine of the Holy Son?" Elder Yue asked in a low voice.

"Well, there should be no doubt that although I have not seen the Holy Son admit it, it is true that she has always called the Holy Son her husband. Patriarch Mo said.

"This woman has a strange aura all over her body, I always feel a little different!IMHO, is she a human race?" Elder Ri also expressed his doubts in his heart.

The rest of the elders also stared at Patriarch Mo, waiting for an answer.

Although she had already covered most of her breath, which ordinary people could not sense, several elders still noticed some clues.

"The Holy Concubine is actually an eighth-order demon king!" Patriarch Mo didn't hide it, and directly said the answer.

"Ahh

"What!"

"How is that possible?"

The four of them changed color one after another, and they exclaimed!

First, he was shocked by the powerful strength of the eighth-order demon king, and secondly, he was surprised that the Holy Son would choose a demon clan woman as his wife!

"This ....."

The eighth-order demon king is almost the top-level existence on this continent, and he has become the holy concubine of the Molong clan!

The four looked at each other with shock in their eyes.

"Patriarch, the human race and the demon race have been inseparable since ancient times, and the Holy Son chose a demon king as his wife, I'm afraid it's a little inappropriate, right?" Elder Xing had a twisted look on his face.

"What's wrong? Although the two clans have always been incompatible, it is different if she is a holy concubine, and she will naturally be dominated by the Holy Son. Elder Chen next to him said.

"What is incompatible, the Demon Domain is thousands of miles away, and there are very few interests entangled with our desert. As long as the Molong Clan can be restored, wouldn't there be another layer of powerful backers with the Demon King Holy Concubine!" Elder Ri said.

"The Holy Son has his own ideas, we must not speculate on them!"

"I heard that the Holy Concubine once said that she would only go back after meditating in the Cloud Palace for a while, and although the Holy Son did not say it, I am afraid that she will not stay in Molong for too long!

"Ahh

"What are you doing so frustrated?"

"The Holy Son has created a great situation for us that we have never had before, what more can we hope for?"

"Don't forget the glory, live up to the blood, and revitalize the Molong!" the patriarch shouted loudly!

"Don't forget the glory, live up to the blood, and revitalize the ink dragon!" Several elders suddenly felt a little ashamed, and shouted with a pale face again!

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Cloud Palace.

Liangchen looked at Daiyue and the real people with a somewhat embarrassed face.

"This Chilin, don't discuss it with me, just count the killing of the Floating Light Patriarch and the Great Elder on my head!"

"The Floating Light Patriarch won't talk about it, the bitter predecessors are also because of my action, and even if it is on me, it can be said that it is over. But that Great Elder was killed by the Sword Spirit in the sword formation, but it has nothing to do with me!" Liangchen shook his head and smiled bitterly.

When he was a guest in the Flame Sun Clan before, Chilin told him in detail about the results of the deliberations of the six tribes, although he also knew that this move was to let the Molong Clan carry this pot, but firstly, the Floating Light Patriarch was indeed killed by the bitter seniors because of himself. Besides, no one will believe it if they only say that they will kill one person, not to mention that they still need the support of several ministries.

After all, he had to leave this place after all, and he still needed a few shelters from the Molong Department at that time, so he had to do this.

"It's all the same!"

"Anyway, he was unkind first, and now he is dying in the secret realm, which can be regarded as seeking benevolence!"

"Besides, your two clans are originally feuds, killing one is also a feud, killing two is also a grudge! I don't care if there is one more or less!" the real person laughed and quipped, and then began to look around at the cloud palace layout.

"I can't imagine that my husband is still the holy son of a family!

Bing Daiyue didn't care about the fall of the two of them, but stared at Liangchen and said with an affectionate smile. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "Giant Gate Scroll", pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~