Giant Ink Palace.

Gongsun Ji asked: "Changsheng Palace Master, we unilaterally tore up the contract with the Wei State, which is not good for the prestige of my Jumo Palace?"

Opposite him was a man sitting on a puppet giant bear, the man was wearing the black cloud robe of the Giant Ink Palace, and there was a smile on his lips, which made people shudder.

This man is the third palace master of the Giant Mo Palace among the four transcendent forces of the immortals: Chu Shan Changsheng.

"Oh?" Chu Shan Changsheng raised his voice, "Then what do you think?"

Gongsun Ji said: "Invest on both sides, secretly fund, see the wind and rudder, and sell at a price." ”

Chu Shan Changsheng snorted coldly: "Fortune is a good thing, no wonder you are still a broken household..."

Gongsun Ji was stunned.

"What, think I'm not right?"

"The subordinates don't dare. ”

"Besides, if you look at the regent of the Wei Kingdom, he said, 'You wait', where is his brain? Where is his brain? At this time, he is not good at begging us, but he leaves a cruel sentence, Gongsun nationality, look at it, this is the partner you are looking for!

Okay, I'll wait, I'll wait, wait until he says something to slap him in the face?"

Gongsun Ji bowed his head and didn't dare to say anything.

But in his heart, he said: If you didn't say "the mantis arm is a car, take your own humiliation", then Xia Ji would not reply like this?

"For hundreds of years, no one dared to talk to me like this in Jumo Palace, he was tough, he wanted to be a hero, he refused to give in, he refused to come and plead, so let him wait. ”

The man riding the puppet giant bear took a few steps forward, and suddenly turned his head: "Let the Non-Attack Chamber of Commerce, as well as all its small chambers of commerce, increase the trade price of the three northern borders by three times." ”

Gongsun Ji was stunned: "Triple ?!!"

Chu Shan Changsheng said: "Yes, three times, especially grain, metals, if you control it, three times, you can't miss it at all." Does the Son of Heaven of the Northern Kingdom think that when he ascends the throne, someone will recognize him?

It's ridiculous.

It's just a clown jumping off the beam in the long river of history. ”

He looked down at the half-kneeling Gongsun Ji, and said coldly: "Tongxuan is the Son of Heaven, if he thinks about it, then he is not only facing a fight between countries, but also an interception of the immortals."

If he dared to make a move and accidentally kill tens of thousands of ordinary soldiers, then the transcendents in the whole world would regard him as an enemy.

In my opinion, if he doesn't make a move, how can he fight with Da Zhou?

The puppet army of the Great Zhou was personally dispatched by me, and as for the super soldier plan of Tuoba Man, it was personally presided over by the Great Palace Master.

Gongsun nationality, don't be blind!

Do you think such a small country soldier can win?

Since you made a wrong investment, go down one level and go down to do chores!"

Gongsun Ji clenched his fists, although he was lustful, but he was also extremely diligent on weekdays, and he was even more keen on power, he thought that the "Ancient Secret Realm" had brought him a lot of promotion capital, but now... But it seemed to knock him into the abyss from which he could never recover.

But he wasn't convinced!

He also wanted to gamble.

So, he whispered, "What if the Northland wins?"

Chu Shan Changsheng was stunned, and the smile on his lips turned into a wanton laugh: "Are you dreaming!!hahaha!!"

The puppet bear galloped into the distance.

The whiskers disappeared at the end.

Gongsun Ji only felt that his face was hot, and his heart was like a knife.

After the forest.

The girl with a black moon on her head walked out, "Are you alright?"

Gongsun Ji said: "No, I..."

"Not reconciled, huh?"

"How can you be willing?!"

The partners of the Giant Ink Palace looked at each other, their eyes full of helplessness.

...

...

Yan Zhou junction.

The jagged mountains are like separating the light from the dark.

In the light mist.

Silent Hills.

Xia Ji "convinced" the "simple" "some strong men of the mountain villa", and those silhouettes ignorantly followed Shenlong to "leave their hometown", and they wanted to help Shenlong find the lost dragon scales.

"Long live the dragons! Thirty of you boys and girls follow me. ”

Thirty strange silhouettes nodded, and suddenly let out a roar of excitement: "Long live the dragons!"

Xia Ji nodded: "Long live the dragon clan!" ”

I don't know what's going on in this villa, and it seems that I have a special obsession with outsiders.

With the silhouette is about to leave the villa.

The Silent Hill in the distance shook suddenly.

In the villa, a large, grotesque and deformed old man turned around in a puzzled circle with a staff.

It seems to be doubting the reality of "Lailong".

Suddenly...

A dragon roar from the ground made Xia Ji feel crisp and pleasant.

The silhouettes in the villa were all frightened and fell down.

The thirty "young men and little girls" who were about to leave with Xia Ji also stopped suddenly.

Xia Ji thought for a while, and said: "Last time Ben Long came back, he brought a younger sister, and now it is my sister in the seal, otherwise how can I come and go freely? Long live the dragons!"

Dragons' rules?

The devil knows what.

Anyway, you're a dragon, you have the final say.

The silhouettes were fooled again.

Thirty "lads and girls" are ready to go.

But the dragon's groans are getting louder and louder...

The strange deformed silhouette of the old man held a cane and slammed the ground, and with each knock, the ground trembled, but there was no sound, as if there could be no other noise here except the sound of the mouth.

Thirty "young men and little girls" were stunned for a moment, turned into a strange brilliance, and returned to the Silent Villa.

Clearly something went wrong.

And the root of the problem is in the seal.

Xia Ji decided to check it out.

He walked to the door of Silent Hill.

The large, grotesque silhouette seemed to be clear, and the cane struck the ground.

Silhouette Hill looks like a two-dimensional painting torn apart, revealing a deep dark hole in the middle.

Xia Ji directly "swam" in.

This dragon qi secret realm, he still has an impression.

There is a beautiful silver-white she-dragon locked in a "pitch-black shackle only for dragons".

He and the she-dragon had some good time together.

It's just that during these years, the beautiful female dragon has been asleep.

What does this she-dragon want to do now?

Can't you bring a few people by yourself?

Space changes.

Xia Ji appears at the mouth of the cliff.

The ground cracks, revealing the bottomless abyss below.

In the void of the abyss, a silver-white dragon floated quietly.

The pitch-black shackles of Mystery bound it, immobilizing the terrifying dragon.

Look at the shiny scales, how sexy.

Look at the holy silver, how pure it is.

Xia Ji couldn't help but have these strange thoughts in his mind, and he hurriedly dispelled them.

Then bow your head.

I saw two huge dragon pupils open in the abyss, staring at him.

The small dragon's mouth opened slightly, spitting out a string of strange words.

Xia Ji: ......

It is estimated that it is in the language of dragons.

He thought about it and decided to communicate in a way that all living beings understood.

So, Xia Ji didn't speak, smiled and nodded.

The silver-white female dragon was stunned, and her pupils suddenly showed a happy color, and then she lowered her head a little shyly, and didn't look at Xia Ji again.

And a force was pushing him away.

Xia Ji was inexplicable.

Return to Silent Hills.

A silhouette of a 60-year-old is already waiting for him.

Apparently this was the will of the silver-white she-dragon.

But...

What did you do?

He smiled and nodded.

You can't say yes to something unintentionally, right?

Forget it, no matter how much, go out first.

In this way, there is a second army, but this army can only follow his side, after all, he cannot give orders to the "Silhouette Army" as he does to the "Gardox".

Fortunately, I can also "Wu Yuanjian", so these 60 silhouettes can still haunt in the fog.

Next, it's time to find the Non-Attack Chamber of Commerce and the Giant Ink Palace.

If you say something like "you wait", you can't delay, otherwise it would be rude to make people wait for a long time?

Xia Jifei shot out the light and mist of the Silent Mountain Villa, and he urged the "Fog Yuanjian", and the fog covered dozens of miles.

Walking in the fog are prodigal emperors and terrifying silhouettes.