Volume 2 The Divine Capital is as Deep as the Sea Chapter 237 The King is Dying?

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At this moment, Tian Xiangzi's cloudy eyes suddenly became as bright as bright stars, staring at Wang Junlin without blinking, obviously not wanting to miss any slightest change in Wang Junlin at this time.

The moment Wang Junlin closed the box with his hand, the solemn expression on his face froze, and suddenly it became indescribably strange and terrifying, as if he was a person who had been frozen to death.

If you hadn't seen the person who was frozen to death, you would never have imagined what the expression on Wang Junlin's face was like at this time. Tian Xiangzi's pupils instantly shrank to the size of a pinpoint, and he stood up suddenly, his face changed uncertainly, and he muttered to himself: "You have a demon insect of the insect demon in your body before, but why hasn't it had an attack, this is impossible, how can this be, are you a Spring and Autumn Messenger?" ”

If you hadn't seen Tian Xiangzi's current expression, no one would have imagined that such a calm, cold, and indifferent person would become like this. At this time, Wang Junlin naturally had difficulty answering him.

At this time, the strange sound of mosquitoes sounded again, and although it still sounded very clear, it still seemed to be far away.

In fact, this voice is not far away, just outside the Mo Palace.

This kind of sound actually came from the gourd silk.

Hulu silk, also known as gourd flute, is a kind of musical instrument of ethnic minorities in Yunnan and Guizhou, I don't know what era it appeared, I don't want someone to blow gourd silk in this northwest place appeared in front of Wang Junlin's eyes.

A plump, tall, beautiful, richly dressed woman, although she is already a, her charm can still make most men's hearts beat. An old man with eagle-like eyes suddenly appeared in the living room of the palace.

The man and the woman obviously walked in step by step, but when others saw them, they were already in this living room.

The old man's hand was clutching a pure white gourd silk.

This is a handful of shabby-looking gourd silk, which has turned black in some places, and the strange thing is that the old man obviously did not blow the gourd silk, but there was a faint wind pouring into the gourd silk, and it made this sound like a mosquito.

"Old man Skyhawk, since the holy relics of the Skyhawk Palace have fallen into the hands of your couple, it seems that you have become the master of the Skyhawk Palace." Tian Xiangzi looked at the gourd silk in the old man's hand, his expression was a little complicated, this gourd silk he had studied in his hand twenty years ago, and afterwards he made a lot of gourd silk that was exactly the same as this gourd silk, and it could also be blown and was a very interesting musical instrument, but none of them could make their own sound like the holy relics of the Eagle Palace. Is it because this gourd silk is the thing in that hole?

That's right, this beautiful woman and the old man are the old man and wife of Tianying who once made a bet with Wang Junlin in Kyoto, Dasui Kyoto.

"The old man greeted the Spring and Autumn Envoy with the gift of nine corpses, and he has not officially met with him yet, but let you, the old immortal, put the ink hall here first, not to mention, but also attracted the old monsters of the Demon Valley." As soon as the old man and his wife entered the door, their eyes were always on Wang Junlin.

At this time, not only did the smile on Wang Junlin's face freeze stiff, but his whole body seemed to freeze stiff.

In fact, anyone should be able to see that even if he is not dead now, he is not far from death.

The strange thing is that Tian Xiangzi seems to be not worried at all at this time, as if Wang Junlin's death has nothing to do with him, and as if he can ensure that Wang Junlin will never die.

Suddenly, there was a strong, bright and strange music outside, and I don't know what it was. The shemale whose waist was soft and writhing like a snake from before walked in with the same bizarre dance steps.

The difference is that this time he didn't come alone.

There were seven people who came this time, and six of them all looked as weird and bewitching as him, dancing all kinds of weird and bewitching dance steps with the music, wearing all kinds of weird and bewitching dance costumes, and most of their carcass. The body was exposed outside the dance shirt, and it looked even bolder than those dancers in the Western Regions.

Of course, all of them are men.

There was a wildish tease in the music, and they danced wilder.

This kind of music and dancing makes people know that they are men, and they do not feel disgusted.

As the waists and legs of the wild dancers twisted, they suddenly noticed that there was another person among them.

They are extremely moving, but this man is extremely quiet.

Most of their breasts were bare, but this man wore a purple golden flower cloak that stretched to the instep of his feet.

Completely covered the whole body, revealing only one face.

A face and head that anyone can never forget if they look at it.

Because this face and this head are so ugly.

It was an old man, pale and almost bloodless, with a thin body almost skinny and bones, but his head was extremely large, and he had a pair of faint green eyes.

Of course, this old man is the insect demon of the Insect Demon Valley, he glanced at everyone indifferently after he came in, only smiled at Tian Xiangzi, and slowly walked in front of Wang Junlin, stared at Wang Junlin, and looked at it for a long time.

"He's a Spring and Autumn Messenger?" He asked Tian Xiangzi.

"If there is a Spring and Autumn Messenger in the world today, he should be the Spring and Autumn Messenger." Chun Xiang said lightly, but his expression was a little hesitant.

"No wonder the little guy who ate me didn't have an insect transformation until today when he was poisoned by the silk poison of the holy spider, but since he has a worm transformation, he will definitely die." There is always a perverted cruelty in the look of the insect demon, and the tone of voice when speaking is even more indifferent and not human.

"But the old man thinks that if he is really a messenger of the Spring and Autumn Period, he should not die." Tian Xiangzi stared at Wang Junlin, who was still solidified, and said with a complicated expression.

"All over the world, after eating my little guy, and being poisoned by the silk poison of the holy spider, and not taking my antidote, no one who is still alive has not yet appeared."

When he said this, the cruel color on the face of the insect demon was even stronger, unlike the old man of Tianying and Tian Xiangzi, who had been thinking about figuring out the secrets in that cave all their lives, his ideal of the insect demon was in the world, he wanted to completely control the fate of tens of thousands of people by borrowing the power of the secular gate lord nobles, and then use the essence blood of these tens of thousands of people to cultivate his Five Poisonous Insect King, so if he killed Wang Junlin, who was suspected of being a Spring and Autumn Messenger, he would not hesitate to let him achieve his goal.

Tian Xiangzi obviously knew very well what the insect demon was thinking, looked at the insect demon with disdain, snorted coldly, and said: "You may have forgotten that all kinds of secret methods in your Demon Valley, including your secret method of storing demon insects, all come from that deep hole, and the Spring and Autumn Envoy is the person who is most likely to come out of that hole." ”

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