This person is the doomsday ember purple-clothed man who was outside Fengjin Town before, and sent the news of the birth of the primeval demon clan to the Writing Department - Di Ling!

After listening to the words of the writing department, Di Ling didn't raise his head, like the reincarnation of a starving ghost, muttering: "Pay attention, don't rob it, or bite you, it's a ......."

After a while, Di Ling seemed to be full, burped, wiped her mouth with a big grin, smiled at the literary department, and said mysteriously: "I'll tell you a secret......

After hearing this, the Writing Department leaned forward and asked, "What secret?"

Di Ling raised his hand and pointed behind the writing department, and said with a smile: "Look who that is!"

The writing department was a little inexplicable, but he still looked in the direction he pointed, and after recognizing the other party, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

I saw that the barren general and the Hanchen general were wearing civilian clothes, huddled in front of a small stall in a corner, eating barbecue and drinking wine......

If you didn't know them, you would never have thought that two of the three great generals of this Snow Fang King City would enjoy life so leisurely in the world.

However, from a distance, the barren seemed to be a little absent-minded, frowning, and taking a sip of the liquor in the cup from time to time, only Hanchen was debauched and uninhibited, eating and drinking nonsense without any image.

Seeing this, the Writing Department couldn't help but secretly say: Now that the royal city is banned, are the generals so idle......

"Hey, Remnant Feng, do you want to go over and say hello before leaving?" Di Ling said with a smile.

After hearing this, the writing department glanced at him dissatisfied, and said, "Have you forgotten what we are here for?

While speaking, he quietly got up and left, burrowed into the bustling sea of people, and disappeared.

After Di Ling saw it, he glanced in the direction of Barren and Hanchen, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he casually picked up the only two meat skewers left on the table, and turned around to chase the literary department.

After a while, the two came to a secluded alley and stopped.

Di Ling was the first to speak: "I have already contacted the other party, and we are scheduled to meet tomorrow night, but ...... Are you really going to do that?"

After hearing this, the writing department shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "Then what else can we do, who makes us weak, if we don't cling to some behemoths, I'm afraid it will be difficult to gain a foothold in this troubled world." ”

"Alas, well, since you insist on this, I will no longer stop it," Di Ling continued, "After two days of exploration, the water in the Snow Fang King City is now a little muddy. ”

"Normally, the disaster of 500 years of reincarnation has come, and if the water is still as clear as before, it is unreasonable. ”

"Actually...... There's something I don't know if I should tell you......" Di Ling said with some embarrassment.

After hearing this, the writing department glanced at him disdainfully and said, "Forget it, don't talk about it." ”

"Well, I'll tell you anyway. ”

"Don't say it, I won't listen. ”

"The current monarch intends to abolish the post of barren general and help Ge Dong ascend to the throne!"

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"What!" After hearing this, the writing department was no longer calm and calm before, and was stunned for a while, and only after a while did he mutter, "Is this true?"

"Do I have to lie to you......? Boss Godong didn't agree. ”

"No, it's not a question of whether Gedong agrees or not, why is this happening?"

"That little monarch has a bubble in his brain, is not deeply involved in the world, and is pretentious. Di Ling mocked mercilessly, "The matter has come to this, do you still plan to proceed according to the original plan?"

Hearing this, the Writing Section fell into deep thought, and after a long time, he slowly spoke: "Everything...... ...... as originally planned"

After hearing this, Di Ling became a little impatient, and reminded: "Come on, you are still concerned about the snow fang, now that the little monarch and the barren teacher are not in harmony, if it is carried out according to the original plan, the snow fang is very likely to be gone, you can think about it." ”

The writing department nodded, with a determined gaze in his eyes, and continued: "If you think about it, it will go according to the original plan, this time, I choose to believe in the barren teacher!"

"But the little monarch doesn't believe it!"

"Then bet that the barren teacher has a way to make him believe!"

After hearing this, Di Ling frowned, and said helplessly: "Remnant Feng, is it time to gamble! You know, once you lose the bet, the consequences are not something we can bear!"

"Do you believe me?"

"It has nothing to do with believing you!"

Hearing this, the Writing Section forcibly calmed himself down and continued: "Di Ling, you must know that now we must not let the development of the situation deviate too far from the established track, otherwise all these years of hard work will be in vain!"

Di Ling sneered and retorted vigorously: "Then have you thought about it, once it is carried out according to the original plan, the current snow fang can be said to be vulnerable!"

The writing department shook his head and explained: "No, I have already set up some bureaus, and the snow fang will have a way out, but if the plan is changed, I am afraid that the living beings of the entire Demon Barbarian Continent will be destroyed, which is more important, I believe you can judge it!"

"You're so sure, the one in the seal...... It must be reliable?"

"According to the original plan, there is still a glimmer of hope for unlocking the seal of the predecessors, otherwise, there is really no way to save the world. ”

After hearing this, Di Ling pondered for a long time, and then made a big "", and he was irritable, and punched a big hole in the wall on the side of the alley to vent his anger in the chaos.

He said with some reluctance: "Okay, just go as planned, if something goes wrong, don't blame me for not reminding you." ”

After hearing this, the writing department shrugged helplessly, and then said with a smile: "How can it be, if something goes wrong, let's take it together, hehe......"

"You...... What do you mean by not wiping this and planning to paste me?" Di Ling glanced at him.

Although he himself said angry words, the other party was even more angry, and he just added fuel to the fire.

I advise you not to let you do this, if you don't listen, you have to die, and as a result, you have to share it evenly when trouble comes, and you won't lose it!

Seeing this, the writing department stepped forward to put his shoulder on his throat, and his movements were done in one go, and he smiled hehe: "Hey, there is a mess, but you can say it." ”

Di Ling reluctantly glanced at him, and muttered, "I'm on your thief ship, phew." ”

......

At night, the moon hangs high, the sky is clear, and the stars are twinkling.

In the middle of the night, there was a sudden fog in the Snow Fang King City, but no one noticed that the fog was ...... It turned out to be purple!

The lights of the church have been extinguished in the darkness, and the old pope is not praying here today.

And next to the Ten Thousand Generals Monument, there are still a few soldiers who are keeping vigil, conscientiously guarding it.

The purple mist was filled, and it quietly climbed up to the eaves of the Wanjiang Monument, becoming thicker and thicker.

The soldiers who were on vigil suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a faint figure in the thick fog, like a wandering ghost, slowly walking towards this side.

For a while, the wind braked, and the wolf howled!