Volume 2 The Dance of the Emperor and the Demon Chapter 122 The Emperor and the Emperor (Continued 2)
As soon as the four of them entered the house, everyone present was a little confused.
All four of them were seriously injured, with broken arms, broken legs, plasters, and crutches, and they were dragged in by supporting each other.
"This is ......" Wu Yan didn't understand why these four people had such faces. She turned her head to look at the lich man who had brought the four men in and asked, "You beat them like this?"
"No, no, no. The clansman hurriedly shook his head and said, "I just scared and frightened them, and I used a little punishment." They were like this, and they didn't dare to hit hard when I pressed them, for fear that they would be killed by mistake. ”
"How did you get like this?" Wu Zong glanced at Wu Yan's side face, licked his lips, and asked for her.
Li Qianshan and the others stood there, looking at the few lich lords sitting on the sofa with a smile, hesitated for a long time, or the person who brought them next to them urged and drank, Li Qianshan was shocked, and then replied in a low voice: "We were beaten by a night ray." ”
"What a waste, four people were beaten like this by a night ray. Wu Heng said disdainfully.
"He's no ordinary nightfish. Li Qianshan's voice was as low as muttering: "He has been taught the secret method of eternal sleep, and he has slept for more than 400 years, and he can also make Taoist techniques." How many of these nightfish can there be?"
Wu Yan secretly snorted, it couldn't be him.
"What?" Wu Zong's face was surprised, "And this kind of nightfish?" he turned his head to look at Wu Yan, who had just returned from the nightfish's lair, with an inquiring look on his face.
Wu Yan settled his mind and said, "The Yelu clan does not have this person. ”
"No need to guess. It's him!" Nanshan, who had not spoken all this time, suddenly spoke, his face gloomy, he had encountered a tricky guy from this time.
"Is his name Xu Guan?" Wu Yan asked him.
"Yes, it's called Xu Guan!" Li Qianshan exclaimed, not understanding how this little girl dressed as a bride would know, but at the moment he had no time to think too much, he patted his ass and said: "Little sister, you are really ice and snow smart, you can guess this, could it be that you will not know the prophet?"
"Shut up, you're talking too much. Wu Yan gave him a disgusted look.
"Who is Xu Guan?" neither Wu Zong nor Wu Heng had ever heard of this name. Four hundred years ago, they were not born yet, so naturally they had no chance to know the name of the night watchman at that time.
Nanshan didn't speak, just sat there with a gloomy face, staring coldly at the injuries on the four people.
Wu Yan took a light breath, and had to briefly recount Xu Guan's origins, of course, she hid the entanglement between herself and Xu Guan, and only talked about Xu Guan's inexplicable inheritance as a night watchman after being on the list, and by the way, she also told the things related to it that she encountered in the nightfish lair this time.
"This Xu Guan is so strong, even you are not his opponent?" Wu Heng couldn't believe it.
"It's just that why did he let you go?" Wu Zong was puzzled by this.
Wu Yan was silent for a moment, and shook his head expressionlessly, indicating that he didn't know either.
Nanshan has lived for so long, he has personally experienced those things four hundred years ago, and he has heard of the relationship between Wu Yan and Xu Guan to some extent, speaking of which, only Nanshan and these ancient witches are left in the Lich Clan who still know about it, but hundreds of years have passed, and everyone has not heard it in front of future generations. At this moment, Nanshan knew that Wu Yan was lying, and he didn't debunk it, so he didn't seem to have any interest in it.
But Li Qianshan and the others who were standing on the side were about to be scared to pee their pants, they only thought that Xu Guan was more capable of fighting, but they didn't expect him to be so capable of fighting! Even the big names of the Lich Clan were not her opponents, in fact, if they knew that there were no more than three people in Kyushu who could beat Xu Guan in heads-up now, they would probably really have to pee their pants.
"You don't have to think about the past anymore. What should be noted now is that Xu Guan should also come to the imperial capital. Wu Yan reminded.
"You told him?" Nanshan asked Wu Yan, seeing that the other party nodded, he didn't say anything, he took the big knife off his back, put it between his hands and stroked it, and estimated in his heart that with Xu Guan's strength now, he would need to cut a few knives to hack it to death.
When the other people heard the news, their hearts shook slightly, if the emperor was guarded by such a figure, it would not be easy to do.
After a while, Wu Zong cleared his throat and drew everyone's attention back from Xu Guan's body, and heard him ask Li Qianshan and the others, "Are you proficient in formations?"
"Not proficient. The four of them still shook their heads at the same time, and their mouths were surprisingly unanimous and surprisingly this matter.
"Let's be honest. ”
"I'm not proficient. ”
Wu Zong was not very happy, and glanced at Wu Heng, Wu Heng immediately understood, got up from the sofa and walked to the side of the four people, stretched out a big hand to grab Wu Mian's head like a tennis ball, and picked it up. Wu Heng had long noticed the string of prayer beads in his hand, it was a Zen thing, this Wu Mian was a Zen sect nine times out of ten, and he should not know much about the Taoist formation, since this is the case, then he is the most worthless one, just used to kill chickens and monkeys.
"Don't be angry. We're not really proficient. We just can brush it twice, and it's okay to bluff ordinary people. ”
"Yes, yes, how dare we lie to you. ”
"Leave us alone. ”
The three of them cried out and pleaded for mercy.
"Hmph!" Wu Heng glared at them, knowing that he couldn't hear the truth, so he used his hand hard, and his five fingers curled up, Wu Mian only let out a muffled snort, and then heard the sound of a skull shattering. Wu Heng let go of his hand, Wu Mian fell to the ground, his body fell to the ground motionless, and the seven orifices slowly bleed.
Li Qianshan and the three of them gasped when they saw this, these lichs really dare to kill!
"Do you want to say it now?" Wu Zong continued to ask in a cold voice.
The three of them were silent at this time, and Wu Zong was very satisfied with the effect, quietly waiting for the three of them to figure it out.
There was a moment of silence in the room, and the three of them still did not speak. Wu Zong had no choice but to look at Wu Heng again, and Wu Heng walked to Li Qianshan's side, because he saw that Li Qianshan was young and might not have the profoundness of the two middle-aged people, so the second target was him.
Just when Wu Heng's hand was on top of Li Qianshan's head, Li Qianshan suddenly fell to the ground, knelt down on his knees, kowtowed to Qiao Song, and cried: "Master save me!
"Huh?" Wu Heng was about to grab the palm of his hand.
Even the few people sitting on the sofa were stunned, and some didn't believe it: Could it be that these few waste cultivators really have a way to break the enchantment of the imperial capital?
"Do you really know?" Wu Zong stared at Qiao Song, who had been keeping his head down. "Raise your head!"
Qiao Song didn't move, Wu Heng pinched his chin roughly, and broke his head up.
"Tell me, how do you break it?" Wu Zong looked directly into Qiao Song's eyes.
Qiao Song's eyes were full of fear, but he still didn't speak, looking like he wanted to kill or chop whatever he wanted.
"If you can really help us break the Imperial Capital Enchantment, Sir, my Lich Clan will definitely not treat you badly. Even with you, a little apprentice, we will give us bad benefits. Wu Yan lured him to his advantage.
"If you don't cooperate, you know what the end will be. Wu Zong coldly threatened.
Wu Heng let go of Qiao Song's chin, and without hesitation, he hit the bridge of Lin Mu's nose next to him with a punch, smashing his entire face door into it, blood sprayed a piece, and he lay on the ground on the spot, the flesh and blood of his facial features became blurred, and it seemed that a string of red bubbles were gurgling from the position of his nostrils.
Lin Mu's death, Li Qianshan was even more frightened, he knew that if the master didn't say anything, the next person to die would definitely be himself.
At this time, I can't take care of anything, and the strength of Wang Shixin who didn't confess in Yanping City a few days ago is gone, after all, it is now a situation where the master doesn't say anything, and he will lose his life in the next second. He knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the master, and begged him to save his life.