"The Holy Envoy's words are serious." Master Wang looked at the chopped weeds on the ground, and after thinking deeply, he arched his hand to the brocade-clothed man, "No matter how ordinary a human life is, it is a living being, don't you say?" He looked at the strange-looking and slender man in front of him, a strand of white hair on his right sideburn swept from his ear to his neck, and the other party's cold eyes were staring straight at him.

"Haha... Master, my brother is right. The Canglong Holy Envoy laughed loudly to break the awkward atmosphere between the two.

The two walked side by side on the inky stone road, slowly walking towards the main hall of the courtyard, very quiet, except for the sound of soft footsteps, no other sound could be heard, the entire underground palace was dead and lifeless, and they couldn't even feel the existence of the two of them.

Standing at the door of the hall, Master Wang didn't hold back after all, looking at the Canglong Holy Envoy in front of him who single-handedly planned to destroy the Yuntian Sect, he didn't dare to be careless. As the mysterious organization of Canglao, the four holy envoys are second only to the Canglong envoys, and each of them is mysterious. He had privately investigated for many years, except for the young White Tiger Holy Envoy in Long City, he had not seen the other three Holy Envoys.

"I wonder why the Holy Envoy came this time?"

The Canglong Holy Envoy glanced around with a torch-like gaze, and found that there was no one else, and said in a low voice, "Since it is something you have not done before. ”

Master Wang was stunned, thinking that the Canglong Holy Envoy was for his apprentice's business, so he hurriedly came to his senses, the stiff look on his face flashed, and he pretended to be calm and asked, "What does the Holy Envoy mean..."

The Canglong Holy Envoy looked at the Wang Fuzi beside him, with a smug face, and said with a deep smile, "Master, brother, don't pretend to be confused, you went to Tianyun Mountain this time, and the Canglong Envoy was very satisfied, but..."

"Just what?" Master Wang's expression was a little gloomy, he couldn't understand what the Canglong Holy Envoy was thinking in his heart at the moment, so he had to ask in a low voice.

"I was going to wipe out the eight tribes in one fell swoop, but unfortunately... King Yong's guy actually regretted it halfway. The Canglong Holy Envoy sighed, he had planned to take this opportunity to enhance his status as the White Tiger Helm in the Canglong, after all, he had worked hard to manage Dragon City for more than ten years.

Canglong Holy Envoy said a word of sighing in his heart, but his plan shocked Master Wang, with the power of Canglong, he wanted to destroy the eight major tribes in one fell swoop, isn't this a fantasy, but if he took advantage of the elders of the eight major tribes to come to Beijing to start, it would be a different situation.

Wang Fuzi looked at the obsessed and even crazy look of the Canglong Holy Envoy, shook his head and said, "King Yong, he is probably afraid, after all, the fall of the Yuntian Sect has shocked the entire Luofu, and the eight major tribes have been..."

"I could have taken the opportunity of their coming to Beijing to eliminate them in one fell swoop, alas... Do not say. Canglong Holy Envoy's frightened expression slowly dimmed.

"Even if we don't have King Yong, we can defeat them one by one with our own ability," Master Wang said with relief when he saw this, "It's just... Does the Dragon Envoy support us in this matter? He knew in his heart that although Canglong was a remnant poison of the previous dynasty, it was already self-contained, but there were occasional fights between the four internal holy envoys, but they were all to win the favor of the Canglong envoys.

The Canglong envoy looked at Master Wang, sighed, and said softly, "I have also thought of this method, but their entry into Beijing this time is guarded by the Xuanwolf Army, and the Canglong envoy does not want to turn his face with King Yong yet." ”

"That's right—" Master Wang nodded thoughtfully.

Looking at the silent look of Master Wang, the Canglong envoy thought that he was worried about the location of the owner of the Remnant Sword Mansion again, so he raised his eyebrows and said with confidence, "Master and brother, rest assured, once our Canglong controls Luofu, we will definitely let you return to Qianren Peak, and you will be the owner of the Remnant Sword Mansion at that time." ”

"Haha..."The two looked at each other and smiled, and Master Wang handed over his hand to send the Canglong Holy Envoy to the stone steps. Coming to the bottom of the stone steps, the Canglong Holy Envoy patted the shoulder of Master Wang, with a very relieved smile in his eyes, he turned around, and his figure disappeared into the courtyard of the west courtyard like the wind, and disappeared into the corridor outside the courtyard gate with the two attendants at the door.

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The sea breeze became more and more violent, and the remnant sun and the inky black Zehai were about to merge, and the sword and the moon swam through a shallow shoal between the steep wall and the Zehai, cutting down the shrubs on the tidal flat and lighting a bonfire.

Jian Mingyue put his ink-colored robe on the bonfire and slowly dried it, his muscular arms, holding the Qilin Sword tightly in his hands, picked up a roasted red crab and put it on his chapped mouth and sniffed it.

The salinity of Zehai is much higher than that of ordinary oceans, and the corners of Jian Yingyue's mouth are dry and chapped after only one day without entering the water. At this time, he picked up the crab and ate it in a big gulp, and blood oozed from the crack on his lips.

When he was in the east, he would dive into the sea of Wufu on weekdays to enjoy the moonlit seascape, but he would also bring plenty of water and dry food. At this time, he was under the steep wall of the Zehai Prison in Longcheng, surrounded by huge waves, fortunately this tidal flat and highland could still hide, otherwise he would be swept down by this wave at this moment.

Jian Mingyue looked at the brightly lit Dragon City Imperial Palace on the steep wall, and said helplessly, "I didn't expect the dark tide to surge under the prosperity of this Dragon City. Based on the underground palace he saw, he judged that this undercurrent had been lurking in Dragon City for at least several decades, otherwise he would not have been able to complete such a large-scale underground palace. Perhaps it is a relic of a previous dynasty.

After eating a crab, she threw the shell and legs into the campfire. Got up and went to the bushes behind him to continue chopping some branches and coming back. He looked at the ink-colored unicorn sword in his hand and smiled helplessly, "I didn't expect you to be reduced to a woodcutter today." ”

About half an hour later, Sword Styx Moon moved almost all the bushes that could be cut down from the high ground to the campfire, hoping to use the firelight to let the people in Dragon City see here. Of course, he also thought that if there was a group of people chasing after him, he jumped into the sea, and at this time he had no choice, and he could not sit still here.

In the imperial city, the imperial dining room prepared dinner for everyone in Linze Palace early. Yun Ruowu took advantage of the Vientiane Clan's guards to eat, and sneaked out alone, he walked along the path of the palace courtyard wall to the south, passed through several courtyard wooden corridors, evaded the guards of the Praetorian Guards, and came to a secluded courtyard.

He originally planned to find a place where no one was there to hide the Baiyun Sword first, but remembering that the old man in the frame of the day looked at the sect master sword in his hand with strange eyes from time to time, and was worried that something would happen again, so he sneaked out quietly at night.

Yun Ruowu didn't know that the moment he stepped into the imperial city, he was stared at. The scene that happened on the street of Changlefang in the afternoon had already reached the ears of King Yong, and since Du Pingye took him into Linze Palace, King Yong had ordered people to keep an eye on him in secret.

As the only surviving disciple of Yuntian Sect, King Yong would not leave such a hidden danger, although everyone that night was blindfolded, but after all, the meeting of the Great Elders of the Eight Clans was about to be held, and he would never allow any accidents to happen.