As soon as Hugo walked out of the luxurious office, Freud looked at his back and let out a cold snort, "Useless thing." He shifted his posture in a comfortable soft chair, his thick legs resting on the delicately embossed oak table, his open mage's robes hanging to the sides, revealing his bulging belly. The frowning look is long gone, replaced by a comfortable face.

"Heh, Yingzhou, thousands of people? hehe, you still say that you have searched the entire Kangguo. President Philip, how would you thank me if I found the highest godhead this time?" Freud took out of the drawer something like a yellow bamboo tube, cocked his orchid fingers under his nostrils, and sniffed in obsessiveness, a cigarette from the royal family of St. Valence, which had been given to him by others.

Throwing out the finger fire and lighting it, he began to swallow the clouds and spit out the mist, while enjoying the dizzy and fluttering pleasure, while writing a few lines on the paper.

"Hairy!" called Floyd, and a red, blue, and green parrot flew in from the window, landing on the table and tilting its head to look at him.

The letter was given to President Philip. ”

"Quack!" the parrot flew away with the letter wrapped around its feet.

"Damn Huang, dare to destroy my staff, this account will be settled with you sooner or later, and the dean will not always protect you. ”

......

Two days later, a small flying boat rose into the sky in the distant capital and flew straight to the base camp of the defenders of the Abyss of Inscription.

The Abyss of Inscription was originally guarded by the general soldiers of the nearby states, and the highest level of military generals stationed there would not exceed three ranks. But some time ago, Fuzhou sent people to enter the Yingzhou trial, and the imperial court was worried that those white students would be sniped by anti-demon forces, and this Wanqing Conference was held in Fuzhou, and there would be many foreign elites entering the country, so they needed to take strict precautions so as not to leak the secrets in the abyss, so they directly sent a prince - Tang Baiwei, the king of Thailand, to sit in person in person.

Tang Baiwei is the uncle of the former Emperor Hongzheng, who is only in his fifties and is already a powerhouse in the Holy Realm, and his talent is not weak. He does not have the status of a prince, but also serves as the general of Dingbei, the real power of the second grade, and one of the four generals of Zhen, Ding, Ping, and An.

The weather was hot and stuffy, there was nothing important to do here, there was no entertainment, and the soldiers were lazy. Tang Baiwei was squinting and napping, and a personal soldier hurriedly came in to report: "Lord Wang, two gentlings asked to see each other, and they drove the flying boat directly into the camp." ”

"Oh, these white thieves are really tail up in the sky. Tang Baiwei was a little displeased, "Let them in." Also, how many times have I told you, calling me a general. ”

"Yes, General. ”

"Finally there is work to do. Why are the two Gentiles here? Tang Baiwei cheered up. This place is really too boring, there has been no war in the empire in recent years, and this errand arranged by the imperial court makes him feel more like a leisure retirement. Fortunately, something interesting is coming, that is, the world-renowned Wanqing Society. I heard that you don't have to visit Fuzhou in person this year, and you can watch the live competition in other state capitals, which is really amazing, and you must go and see it when the time comes.

Tang Baiwei tidied up his appearance and was about to meet the comer, but at this time, there was a sound of dispute outside.

"You two put down your weapons first, you can't go in with your weapons. ”

"I'm sorry, but this friend of mine has always had his sword on his side, and his rule is that the sword should not be placed sideways, not five steps away from him, and no one should touch his sword. This is the dignity of the sword, and it is also the honor of being a swordsman, please be accommodating. ”

The guard who spoke earlier laughed, "Your friend's shelf is really big enough, but no matter how big it is, it can't be as important as the safety of our prince, so let's put it down." I see that your friend doesn't understand our language, so tell him in your words. ”

"No need, he won't let it go if he understands it, and even if he puts it down, you won't be able to take it. There is no need to worry about the safety of your lord, Francis doesn't need to draw his sword to kill anyone, his sword is only used against some ancient monsters. Hurry up and let us in, and if we delay the matter, I will hold your court accountable. ”

"But ......"

"Let them in, can Ben still make a joke with a mere sword?" Tang Baiwei had anger in his heart, the strong dragon still didn't suppress the head snake, and the two white ghosts single-handedly had no one in their eyes, he wanted to see what kind of goods they were.

"The prince speaks, and you come in. ”

Two oblique shadows slowly elongated on the golden light on the floor tiles, and the majestic body that greeted the eye made people gasp. Both of the white men were very tall, especially the sword cultivator, who had to be eight feet tall, taller than the spear that the guard at the door was wielding.

"This man is not simple. Tang Baiwei couldn't help but look carefully, the sword cultivator was bald, strangely dressed, with a murderous face, his sleeveless short clothes were propped up, and the two arms exposed were twice as thick as the strongest generals under his hands, and the water-blue eyes under the two white eyebrows made people dare not look directly. What is even more eye-catching is the giant sword on his back, which is like a black coffin board, only slightly narrower.

"Your Excellency is the person in charge of this place?"

The slightly lower white man asked, which made Tang Baiwei wake up, he coughed to hide his gaffe, and said majestically: "All the affairs here are decided by this king, why are you two here?"

The white man pulled out a token and a letterhead, "We are going to England for a trip, and this letter was given to you by the regent of your country." A personal guard took two things and handed them to Tang Baiwei for inspection, the token was the abyss pass order issued by the Ministry of War, and the letterhead was the regent's handwritten edict, which read:

"Wuliang Mountain is still fortunate to have thousands of people, and several Fuzhou students were previously imprisoned as hostages, trying to use external forces to get out of the abyss. These two were sent by the first-level branch president of the Demon Association, Fei Shi, to rescue them, and asked Uncle Huang to cooperate with them as much as possible. In addition, if there are those who are good at leaving Yingzhou, they can stay above the true realm, and the rest will be punished. ”

Although this edict does not contain any secrets, it is not used by one's own people, and outsiders are allowed to present it on their behalf, does it mean trust or curry?

Tang Baiwei was a little confused about the origin of these two people, put the letter away, and said: "In this case, this king will definitely help with all his might." The two of them need to borrow as many soldiers, but it doesn't matter. ”

"No, farewell. ”

The dignified King of Thailand was stunned one after another, "Yingzhou is a dangerous place, monsters are rampant, and there are many martial arts masters among the thousands of people in Wuliang Mountain, can you two really deal with it?"

"Of course. To be exact, he was enough for himself, I just drove the flying boat for him. The contemptible thanked the prince for his kindness and took his leave. The two white men left, and the sword cultivator did not say a word from beginning to end.

There was a loud wind outside, and then the sound became quieter and quieter, presumably they were flying high. Tang Baiwei sat down a little weakly, feeling that his mouth was dry and his body was hot, and the heat was too strong.

"Come on, serve tea!" Tang Baiwei rubbed his head, "No, serve wine!"

The guards on the side said cautiously: "Lord Wang, there is no wine in the army......"

"Hmm, what do you call me? Don't you have a long memory?"

"You know your mistakes, but what you just said was ......"

"! It's not your turn to point out the general's words. Okay, okay, let's all go out. Tang Baiwei waved his hand irritably. He really couldn't understand it, only Daoxi people were strong in magic, but why did he have such a powerful sword cultivation? As the commander of the first army, he was naturally also a master, and the more masters he was, the more he could feel that person's unfathomability, so that he was a little uneasy when facing that person, and it seemed that only by putting on the name of a prince could he have a sense of security.

......

It is said that Li Bangcang has been staying at the bottom of the abyss near the Drinking Heaven Waterfall, practicing, hunting, and doing nothing every day, and this day he accidentally looked up and saw a black spot appear in the arc of the sky, which was rapidly approaching.

The two toothsticks seemed to have seen a natural enemy, and the red light was full of vibrating. At this moment, Li Wan stood upside down, and immediately urged two treasure coins in a row, and instantly reached a hundred miles away, and fled in a hurry.

This familiar aura, this unparalleled might, who else could it be if it wasn't to kill a thousand bodies?

When Francis descended, he saw huge empty caves and traces of long-term human habitation. I just stopped by to investigate, but I didn't expect Qianzhi's body to disappear. Of course, he would not think that someone had eaten it, that the person had returned to the old place and resurrected it with the power of the Godhead, or that there was an accomplice at the time who had somehow transported the body away.

The former is highly unlikely, because the man was seriously injured and could not have the courage to come back under the net, and Francis did not believe that the man had paid a great price and that it was not for his own good to take a thousand godheads.

It is more likely that there is an accomplice to assist, and the smell factor in the air shows that there was a person here just now, but there is no trace at this time. This method of escape is the same as that of the Godhead, but it is not the same.

Whatever the possibility, the Thousand Branches of Godhead must be in the Infinite Mountain. After slaughtering so many gods over the years, the Thousand Branches were Francis's first killing, and it also caused his first and only failure, and this time, the mission was completed.