Fan Yan didn't answer, shook the wine glass in his hand, and asked, "Elder Bai, is Fang Cai's wine delicious?"

Elder Bai said perfunctorily: "It's delicious, Your Majesty, about joining forces to fight against the East Court"

Fan Yan interrupted him and said: "The ** wine of the Immortal Palace, the three of you can have the honor to drink a cup, you should taste it well, and you can't eat a cup, you don't know the taste." ”

Elder Bai's face changed suddenly when he heard this, and then he felt a colic in his abdomen, and the two elders behind him pointed at Yan Yan in disbelief, vomiting blood in pain, his body was burned like green smoke, and the singers and palace maids retreated one after another, and the hall that was still lively a moment ago was full of murderous aura at this moment.

"Ran, you" Elder Bai covered his heart, his body began to burn, and curling green smoke came out.

The ** wine of the Immortal Residence Hall can be drunk by mortals and demons, but only the gods can't drink it.

A cup of belly, liver and intestines are broken.

Two cups of belly, five organs into ashes.

Three cups of belly, ** severe.

The ** wine of the Immortal Residence Hall was specially brewed to punish the immortals who violated the rules of the heavens, but now, it was used to deal with the three elders of the Seven Hills.

Fan Yan looked indifferently at the three elders who were gradually turning into green smoke and ashes, numbly unmoved.

Next to him, the Great Protector looked at Fen Yan with a complicated look.

At the same time, in the Immortal Residence Palace, Yu Yin sat in front of a huge bead, controlling the Flame through the soul bead, looking at the three elders who had been annihilated with satisfaction, and turned his head to the Dongting Emperor who was standing aside: "How"

The Eastern Court Emperor said: "Elder Bai and the others are just a group of useless people, what I want is the head of the ancestor." ”

Yu Yin said: "You are planning to kill all the seven hills"

The Emperor of the Eastern Court said: "Killing people is not terrible, what is stupid is soft-heartedness, if you want to do it, you must do it simply and thoroughly, and only by cutting the grass and eradicating the roots can you never suffer from future troubles, did they mention the Feng Clan?"

"It seems to be." ”

The Emperor of the Eastern Court sneered and said, "Then, after cleaning up the Seven Hills, let's clean up the Phoenix Hills as well." ”

Yu Yin said: "Fengqiu is also your father-in-law, won't Concubine Liuniang feel embarrassed?"

The Emperor of the Eastern Court said: "If she knows that her mother wants to kill her husband, then it is really embarrassing. He turned away indifferently.

Looking at the disappearing figure of the Emperor of the Eastern Garden, the smile on the corner of the Imperial Quotation's mouth slowly disappeared, and the Seven Hills were cleaned up, and the power of the Eastern Court in the Heavenly Realm was even more dominant, but the one who won was not necessarily the one who had the last laugh.

Yu Yin turned around to look at the chess game beside him, pinched a chess piece, the black chess piece fell into the chessboard, and the game of death was reversed, he laughed deeply, and said: "Lingshan, do you think that this game of chess will win the Emperor of the Eastern Court, or me." ”

When his words fell, there was silence all around, he stopped, his eyes became cold, and then he remembered that the county lord of Lingshan was long gone.

Miss her

A person who betrayed the Immortal Palace and betrayed him, how could he miss her.

It's just that a person who has been raised for hundreds of years, even if it is a dog, will be reluctant to disappear suddenly.

In this world, anything can be touched, but only love cannot be touched.

"What is love?" asked Yu Yin, holding the chess piece.

Ling Shan's mother is still suppressed in Shura Purgatory for the so-called love, and Ling Shan is the same as her mother, for the so-called love, she is crushed.

He has lived for thousands of years, but he has never understood why such burdensome feelings can make moths to fire.

(Markor Literature-)