In mid-air, in the sound of thunder, the stars are full of sparks, brilliant and bright, bright and red, making the whole Quartet seem to burn, reflecting the world and the world.

Then, like a flame like a curtain of heaven opened, a behemoth appeared with its head high, its feet like hooks, six heads sticking out, and twelve eyes that were miserable green, seducting people's souls.

Before everyone could see it clearly, all the brilliance quickly disappeared, leaving only a little Yingying, weak and invisible.

"What?"

Seeing this scene, the beautiful female crown changed color, thinking of the great momentum just now, she couldn't help but think, could it be that an amazing magic weapon was born?

With this thought, the female crown did not hesitate, and the slender jade hand patted the cyan bell on her waist, and the clear notes of the turquoise fell down, like a splash of water, lifting her delicate body and curling away.

The fragrant wind gusted, the clouds were like wings, and they seemed to slow down, and soon disappeared.

"This little hoof,"

Qin Wuwu scolded secretly, and hurriedly followed, he was not afraid that his junior sister would be in danger, but that he was afraid that the baby would be obtained by the other party if he went late, and the people of the Demon Sect were all so virtuous!

"Huh,"

The female crown came to the fastest, she stepped on the water splash notes, her skirt swayed, and she rode the wind, but when she came to the river, she saw nothing, the thunder and sparks just now, the six giant beasts, and the suspicious magic weapon, all of them were gone, and there was nothing.

Qin Wuwu also rushed over, and before he could speak, in the east, a little danmang appeared, and after a moment, it rose against the wind and unfolded into a red banner, which was embroidered with white bones, hunting and hunting.

On the white bone and blood flag, there is a person, who looks like a handsome young man, but he is very feminine, his face is like a pear flower, his waist is like a willow, his flesh and bones are well-proportioned, and he is wearing a pair of red satin lunge shoes under his feet.

The young man had a white bone scimitar hanging from his waist, his peach blossom eyes narrowed, he first looked at the empty river, and then his eyes moved to Qin Wuwu and his fellow female crown, and said in a feminine tone: "The two Taoist friends came very early, I don't know if you can tell me what kind of treasure I was born just now?"

Hearing this, the willow eyebrows were upside down, the apricot eyes were wide, and the waist was crossed: "The dead shemale who is neither male nor female in Sanyoutang, get away from me, I'm in a bad mood, be careful that my aunt and grandmother cut off your dog's head." ”

There are no ordinary people present, they all know the roots, there is no need for the female crown to remain quiet and ladylike, wide-eyed, and fierce.

"It's so arrogant,"

The disciple of Sanyoutang, who is neither male nor female, played with the white bone scimitar, and there was murder in Peach Blossom's eyes, and said: "My son and mother are missing a main soul, you Gu Mingyu has a good skin, come and make up the number." ”

"Give it a try. ”

Gu Mingyu twisted her eyebrows, and the cold wind stirred between her sleeves.

Jingle bell, ding bell, ding bell,

Before the two of them could make a move, they only heard the sound of the bell chime, and as soon as the black clouds opened, from top to bottom, a bronze chariot fell, pulling the chariot was four tall bone horses, braving the fire of the underworld, and a person sat in the chariot, holding a folding fan, and there were three points of laziness between his eyebrows.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of the crane sounded out of thin air, a woman in a palace skirt came by crane, with a beautiful appearance, a convex and backward figure, but the nails were long and long, and with a little force, the sound of gold and iron was emitted, which had the intention of killing.

The vision on the river was so great that it attracted the people of the Sendo near Kyoto in Izumo Province, and they gathered together, and the needle point was on the verge of breaking out.

Kyoto, Gunwangfu.

Behind is the garden, the courtyard is deep, the corridor bends left and right, interspersed and hooked in it, on the corner, or the new pavilion is small, or the mountains and rocks are exquisite, or the pines and cypresses are verdant, or the pond is green.

King Xinjun wears a winged crown, a blue cloud tiger robe with a collar, a jade belt, and thick-soled soap boots, his face is handsome, and his figure is moderate, but when he looks closely, his eyes often flash with gloom.

The county king sat in the porch, through the hollow hexagonal leaky window, the bright moonlight outside carried the sparkling cold air, rushing over, and you can also see the small scenery outside, grass and trees, pond stones, shrunk in a corner, but there is no sense of congestion, fresh and natural.

There was a white-faced scholar in front of him, listening to the deep voice of the county king.

"My father is getting older, and he is becoming more and more unkind. ”

King Xinjun clenched his fists, his bones turned white, and his voice was a little low, but he said unscrupulously, "My mother has been with him for so many years, but I didn't expect to end up in such a bleak end. He was so fascinated by that vixen that he didn't care about anything. ”

Thinking of the charming and bright woman who recently accompanied his father, King Xinjun hated it at the same time, for some reason, there was an unspeakable possessiveness, hoping to catch him in front of him, personally teach revenge, and let her know the fate of seducing people!

Of course, he won't announce this dark thought in front of people, although he has no blood relationship with the woman, and the customs of Izumo Province are open, but given his relationship with his father, it's hard to say.

The white-faced scholar, as the wise trust of the king of the gun, heard his words and understood the thoughts of the king in front of him, and his hatred, I am afraid that only three points were because of the sadness of his mother's death due to illness, and the vast majority of the rest was because of his mother's death, and the support of his mother family was greatly reduced, so that his hope of competing for the lord of Izumo country was greatly reduced.

The white-faced scholar knew in his heart that he wouldn't say it, and after echoing a few words, he got to the point and said, "Lord Wang, our financial resources are tight, and if we don't get money, we will be in big trouble." ”

"So fast?"

King Xinjun put away his thoughts, his brows furrowed, a little surprised, he knew that he had been spending money like water recently, but he really didn't expect it to be so fast.

"Buying people in the palace, befriending the powerful factions in various places, buying weapons and armor, training soldiers, gathering talents, etc., etc., etc."

The white-faced scholar snapped his fingers, counted them one by one, and said: "The body of the lord of the country, anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is absolutely overindulgent, and I am afraid it will not be too long, so the fierce competition can be imagined, and it has increased the bargaining chips." If we don't, we'll be left behind. ”

The white-faced scholar is also helpless, the lord of Izumo Country has been in power for so many years, and those who are familiar with his appearance know that it is indeed not outstanding, but the children he gave birth to are surprisingly difficult, almost unscrupulous, but both men and women are ambitious.

"In that case,"

King Xinjun had no choice, stood up and paced a few laps, gritted his teeth and said, "If it really doesn't work, contact the people of the Immortal Dao and find them for support." ”

When the white-faced scholar heard this, his expression perked up, and he said in a low voice: "Lord Wang, the people of Xianmen are not good at stubble. ”

King Xinjun turned around twice irritably, his expression became resolute, and said: "When the matter comes, there is no other choice, wait for me to really sit on the throne of the country, and then deal with it slowly." ”

Seeing that his master had made up his mind, the white-faced scholar did not persuade again, agreed, and turned to leave.

King Xinjun sat alone for a while, and looked around.

There was a cold light in his eyes, and he was about to get up and go back to rest, when suddenly, above the top door, wisps of miserable green appeared, and then six heads poked out and pierced into his body.