Wei Qiansui surrounded the Wanhua Valley with the collection of medicinal herbs, and the women and children knew it, although Bai Luofeng, as the authority, knew that the old eunuch was set up by Yu Xuanzi in a black cauldron, and the last person who came was also beaten and cowardly retreated, but in the current extraordinary period, all the crimes of Neng'an are deducted from one person like a basin.

Therefore, he had previously instructed Jian Jiuge in Wuzhou County to rush to Wanhua Valley early, and asked Nalan Zhifeng to ask the heroes Xue Zhao to commit such inhumane abuses on the grounds that the Valley of Flowers had been robbed and more than half of the medicinal herbs in the valley had been damaged.

Tourists who walk alone in other places care most about righteousness, and Wanhua Valley just meets their appetite: whether you are a thief hated by the rich or a green forest hero hunted by the government, as long as you step into the valley, you will be treated equally.

Moreover, the more famous the person in the rivers and lakes, the more deadly the life and death he has experienced, so the heavier the grace of treatment. For them, whoever dares to attack Wanhua Valley is to attack their own benefactor. The grace of saving his life is not repaid, and there is a fart face wandering outside, if it is spread out, it will not become a street rat and be spurned.

Therefore, with the spread of the book of heroes, there are people in every corner of the Dayu River and Mountains who are angry -- damn it! Waste the medicinal materials in the valley, who will cure Lao Tzu when he has half a breath left! Wei Eunuch people have a kind of straw that breaks the life of the people in the rivers and lakes, let's let you die without a hand, and you can't be buried after death!

But the state of affairs is not limited to this. Even Bai Luofeng did not expect that as the grievances of Wanhua Valley were gradually preached by the world, the people in many states and counties were also indignant about it, and they gathered to raise the slogan of "clean up the traitors and restore the prosperous world" to demonstrate on the streets every day.

In fact, it is not an exaggeration to think about everything, how difficult and difficult the world is, and natural disasters are always unsatisfactory. A random plague is enough to destroy countless people, even if the imperial court does its best to provide disaster relief, it feels powerless, after all, the disaster is inexhaustible, and the officials who eat the disaster relief money are also unable to fill it. If it weren't for a god-given hanging pot to help the world in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, there would be countless disciples who went out of the valley every year to save the people, where would there be so many civilians who survived.

Sometimes, the will of the people is the way of heaven!

The Peacock King of Xishan, who thought he had mastered the supreme power of mortals, would never have imagined that a medicine valley that had been silent for a long time hidden in the deep mountains would actually hide a huge amount of energy.

"The governor is so bad, why should he believe the words of the dead Taoist priest in the first place. This sentence has now become the truest portrayal of Wei Qiansui's heart that the party cannot fight.

On the table of the Palm Seal Division was covered with the book of heroes that had just been reported by his henchmen, and when the eunuch carefully read the last word, the heart that had been praised to the point of disrespect and fearlessness for several years suddenly became apprehensive, and he carefully calculated the recent developments and muttered: "Yan Qin Miao is in turmoil, Jiangyang strikes business, and now Yao Gu jumps out to ask for the guilt." It seems that some people can't help but want to step down. ”

It's just that with the edification of the agarwood in the hall, Chitose's heart seemed to have taken the Reassuring Pill, and the corners of the oil powder's mouth immediately snorted with disdain: "If you bully others, don't dare to hit the idea to the palm print division, I'm afraid I'm tired of it! I haven't seen any ups and downs in the Sprinkle family, what can a little mortal do to me? Come on, call Hu Jinzhong, the commander of the Forbidden Feather Guard!"

The cigarette rose up around the beam, but before it could climb to the top, someone had already paced quickly across the threshold and bowed down in front of Wei Xian: "Chitose!

Wei Xian threw away the book of heroes, glanced at it and seemed to ask unintentionally, "What do you think?"

Hu Jinzhong picked up the paper seriously, only to look at it a few times, and immediately threw it to the ground and scolded: "I don't know what to do! If your father-in-law has any difficulties, Jinzhong will do it for you." ”

Wei Xian looked at the commander in front of the saddle and behind the horse, and the corners of his vermilion lips appeared proudly: "How can the Sprinkle family also be from the official family, and their plan to kill the imperial court officials is equivalent to planning a rebellion." As the Son of Heaven as a garrison, this month you will bring good men and horses to guard the entrance and exit of the capital impenetrable, and all the crowds will be shut out. If they plan to break in or do other evil things, they will be killed! If something happens, the Sprinkler family will carry it for you. ”

"Yes!" Hu Jinzhong responded happily, Wei Xian was obviously willing to use himself when he said such words. In fact, after forcing Yang Qinglian to death by mistake, Hu Jinzhong has not been treated by the Palm Seal Division. He thought that from now on, he would only end up being left out in the cold, but he didn't expect that Grandpa Wei's bad luck would once again rely on the forbidden feather guard to keep his family safe, what a godsend!

"Also, is there any change over there in the Wuhou Mansion?" Wei Xian suddenly thought of Liu Jizong, who was surprisingly quiet, and felt faintly uneasy.

"Back to my father-in-law, Xiao... The person who was installed in the house just sent a message yesterday saying that everything is normal. In order to prevent the partition wall from having ears, Wei Xian had not allowed others to mention the name of the person who served him, so Hu Jinzhong hurriedly changed his words. To be honest, when he thought of a fairy-like stunner being given to someone like Liu Jizong who was not confused, he felt distressed for a while - even if it was a few more years of Yangshou in exchange for an absolute demon, it was worth the deal.

"It's strange, Qiu Yanbin died tragically in prison, can he really endure it? Or do you know that this matter is not the work of the Sprinkle family?" Wei Xian muttered to himself in confusion, and soon frowned and ordered arbitrarily: "Let her pay more attention, once there is any change in the Wuhou Mansion, report it immediately, and there must be no mistakes." ”

"No!" Hu Jinzhong agreed, and saw Gonggong Wei waving his hand tiredly, bowing down and exiting the hall in a knowing manner.

However, as soon as the person walked in front of him, a look that did not match his age burst out from the eyes of the eunuch. A black shadow hung behind him and slowly spread through the cracks.

"Ants alone are not enough. If there are outsiders hiding in the corner, they will definitely hear the voice of the old eunuch that is different from the usual sharp duck voice, and the disdain revealed in that tone is completely the same as that of the superior emperor, "You should also quickly summon all your men within a hundred miles of Kyoto in case of emergency." ”

The wriggling black shadow instantly shot out in all directions like a needle, and the quiet palm print seemed to have been hit by an evil spell, and there was no silence in the vast space, and there was only one person left in the huge space to look through the gate at the idle clouds floating in the sky outside.

After a moment of dead silence, Wei Qiansui's pupils, who had been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people with a treacherous slippery, suddenly contracted, and the clouds he saw above the blue sky were like cotton wool torn into pieces of foam and annihilated.

"Hmph! Since you want to force this king to show his true identity, this king swears to break the net with you. The demon clan is all wiped out, and we must let your mortal blood flow and drift, and the bitter hatred committed by the people of the Snow Dao towards us!"

(PS: I've collected a lot of things lately.,Haha,I'm so happy.,When it comes to 500, I'll explode three chapters!)