In the empty and solemn temple, human-tall candles burned with ghostly fires, and the pale light of the fire illuminated the temple as if it were day. Outside the temple, there were rows of ancestral warriors wearing bone masks, wearing animal skin skirts inlaid with bone rings, and holding spears and shields. Row after row, along the path in the center of the temple, a solemn and majestic military formation was formed.

In front of the temple, ten pale bone horns, I don't know what kind of Yin Beast bones they were made of, each of them was two meters long, and they were mounted on several skeleton bison. The bison were chained together, not moving, except for the scarlet ghost fire shining in their eye sockets, proving that they lived in the underworld.

In the middle of the military formation, a pitch-black flag fluttered in the wind, and a hideous cobra was painted on it. There were at least a thousand people at the scene, but it was as silent as a cemetery. The atmosphere of slaughter is like an invisible hand grasping people's hearts, and anyone standing here will be out of breath.

"Rest assured, this is Lord Spirit's Chieftain's Forbidden Army. The life of every Yin Spirit is in the hands of the Holy Spirit, and there is no possibility of rebellion. Baburu stood beside Qin Ye and replied with a smile.

Qin Ye nodded quietly, last night, the diplomats of the Black Mamba Prefecture informed him that he was invited to the Holy Spirit Temple at nine o'clock this morning. Unexpectedly, he was greeted by such a formal scene.

Ten minutes before nine o'clock, he looked through the thick formation at the closed gate of the temple behind him. On the heavy stone gate, the front relief of the "African Grim Reaper" Black Mamba is lifelike, occupying a full number of meters high gate. Through this solemn door, he seemed to see the wise gaze of the old Holy Spirit inside, and the three elders, the ancestral witches, who were waiting for battle, but did not lack the standard posture of etiquette.

So far, there have been no words other than the company of Deputy Chief Baburu. But all this in front of him was already telling Qin Ye the attitude of the Holy Spirit Black Mamba.

I know it's coming.

I also know what to do.

Now that you have chosen to re-enter here. That's to convince me that this Holy Spirit and sheikh, who has lived on the African continent for thousands of years, has come.

I won't face it in a private interview like I did last time. Because, since we have taken this step, what we have to face is the negotiation between the prefecture and the prefecture.

Please walk in here.

Approaching this door, which represents the African Grim Reaper, historically, the head of the foreign prefecture who entered here is not known by geometry, but by one of them.

I'm going to have a formal meeting with you, here.

The noisy wind, the slaughtering yin spirit, seem to tell all this. Qin Ye's face was unpleasant.

Since we have come to this point, and it is currently the only and best solution, fear is useless, and insufficient preparation is not a reason, what to do is only the best.

Even though my heart was pounding, my thinking was exceptionally clear.

This is a moment in the history of Xindifu that is worth remembering, comparable to the moment when Pengqiu was laid.

Time passed minute by minute, and ten minutes later, the ancestral spirit warriors in front of the temple sounded their horns in unison, woo woo! The desolate sound of the trumpet resounded throughout the land, adding a majesty to this slaughter.

This is a dialogue between countries.

It's a deal between the Grim Reaper and the Grim Reaper.

This is a negotiation between the old king and the new upstart.

Bang la ...... As the trumpet sounded, the temple door slowly opened. A yin qi belonging to Yama, to the god of death, and to the Holy Spirit rushed out of the temple like a tsunami, and swept across the field in an instant! In an instant, under the feet of all the chieftain's forbidden troops, a pattern of yin qi spread out from end to end.

It was a snake.

Black Mamba, the African god of death.

This is also ...... Formation!

Any negotiation is a process of sharpening muscles and testing. This is also the basic etiquette of negotiation, as this piece of yin qi swept through the underworld, all the forbidden troops bent down in unison, and Qin Ye did the same, bowing deeply in the direction of the temple.

Brush! A bright red carpet, like a snake letter of a black mamba, flew out of the air and spread directly from the temple to Qin Ye. Baburu straightened up, with a solemn but seemingly sincere smile on his face, and made a gesture of invitation to Qin Ye.

Taking a deep breath, the majestic yin wind stimulated Qin Ye's hairs to stand on end. However, at this moment, he still walked in without hesitation.

As the king of Hades, when the kingdom of the underworld is poor, he must ...... Make a difference.

Right behind him, click, the spears of the Yin soldiers on both sides were erected and crossed in the air. As he advanced, the sound of clattering behind him was incessant. Soon, a triumphal avenue of spears was formed.

Qin Ye didn't look back, and walked into the temple firmly, step by step. The moment he stepped inside, the door behind him slammed shut.

At this moment, the entire temple was plunged into darkness. However, it was immediately bright again.

He immediately saw the entire temple arrangement.

In the center, there is a round table, not the previous rectangular table. Stone round table with a black mamba carved relief on the front. The legs that support the stone table are also covered with intricate serpentine patterns.

There was no such thing as the last giant serpentine skeletal seat, and there was no arrangement in the temple, only ten huge candles, supported by the main platform wrapped around the twin snakes, like a beacon in the dark night. Lonely and infiltrating.

Where candlelight does not shine, there is endless darkness, as far as the eye can see, as if walking in the endless eternal winter. It was as if the night would never dawn. In this suffocating darkness, there was a rustling sound that sounded slowly.

A pitch-black scale, like a black gem, occasionally shone in the darkness. Tell all the bad guys that there's a big thing out there outside this top-secret round table.

"Welcome, Huaguo Yincha." The Holy Spirit Black Mamba sat at the head, not in the same casual posture as last time, but sitting upright. The moment I saw it, it was as if I was facing a huge mountain, and the overwhelming coercion seemed to tell the world that it was one of the belonging of the dead on this planet.

The owner of the rights of the Grim Reaper.

It stood up, its scaly four-fingered hand resting on its abdomen, and bowed slightly. Today, it is dressed in extraordinary luxury, not only flashy gold ornaments, but also jade, rubies, and sapphires, with a yellow background and a white almost transparent robe. There are even feathers with white feathers on a red background.

Funny?

No.

The extremely impactful folk style, under the suppression of the Yin Qi of the Yama level, only brings majesty.

A majesty like no other.

This is the official meeting of the African Reaper, and no other underworld Reaper is qualified to laugh at it.

Beside him, sat the three elders of the stars, the scorching sun, and the bright moon, who were also dressed gorgeously and formally. Wearing a skeletal mask and a totem tattoo, the ancestral witch stands up at the same time on the other side. He made a gesture of please, to the last chair.

Qin Ye clasped his hands into fists and bowed deeply. Without saying a word, he sat down in his chair.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but the wooden chair is cold, but he feels terrifyingly hot. Let your veins beat gently.

It wasn't until he sat here that he felt ...... His fingers were trembling slightly unconsciously.

"Don't panic! Don't panic! "In the mind, the calm and apprehensive armies charged at each other. This kind of meeting, which has a great sense of ceremony, solemnity, and formality, only when you sit down will you know how much pressure there is. But now, there is no turning back.

Behind him, he also represents an underworld.

Even...... Or was it ever...... No! Now one of the most prestigious prefectures!

"Calm down...... Qin Ye, can you do it...... Be calm! No one is born with it. Even the founding fathers of the new country in the yang world are still toddlers, learning how to establish diplomatic relations with foreign countries. At least others don't know the truth about Huaguo Difu! ”

Constantly self-suggesting, the army called calm in the heart finally took the high ground. A minute has passed before I know it. And several waiters hiding in the shadows have already respectfully served coffee. Subsequently......

It stands like a stone sculpture between the crevices of candles. It does not even hide the shape of the long strip that protrudes on the side of the waist.

That's the scabbard.

The Holy Spirit Black Mamba gently picked up the coffee cup, took a sip, and a kind smile appeared on the snake's head: "Qin Fujun, please allow me, on behalf of the Black Mamba Prefecture, to once again express my sincere welcome to your country. ”

Here we go......

Qin Yegang's calm heart instantly beat wildly, his fingers trembled like cramps, he knocked on the armrest of the chair silently, and nodded with a polite smile: "On behalf of the Xudu Prefecture, as well as the second and third Hades, I would like to express my heartfelt thanks to you. ”

The other party is asking for his identity!

In the past few days, he has already understood that he can no longer use Zhu Ming's son-in-law. Because...... Gate valves don't do that.

No gate valve will be because of his own joke, and it is about the underworld, and the gate valve has nothing to do with the joke. Sending a messenger back to Huaguo Prefecture to get information - it did not prove the need for this joke. If you want to prove it, it can only be the handiwork of the ruling government.

So, there is no need to hide it.

Sure enough, all the Black Mamba Difu did not feel the slightest surprise. The Holy Spirit Black Mamba pondered for a moment, and said preemptively: "In view of the unpredictable situation in the Huaguo Prefecture, the Huaguo Prefecture wants to ask the local prefecture to stand on the side of Huaguo?" Why? Because the Russian prefecture wants to get involved in forbidden arts? Because there is a shadow of a Greek underworld behind the Russian underworld? Qin Fujun, I don't think it's better to use such an inferior provocation technique. ”

"The conversation between the two prefectures should still be based on integrity."

"Allow me to point out three points." Qin Ye's thinking had already run to the fastest. As soon as the other party's words fell, he said in a deep voice: "First of all, there is not an unpredictable situation in Huaguo. Or, do you think that while the second generation of Hades is still there, there are things that he can't grasp? “

"As far as I know, there are several major families in your country, and the king of Hades does not have a strong grasp of them. Like what...... The smuggling of the Zhu Ming family to Africa, which was once represented? ”

"Then you mean that Huaguo has lost control?"

"Not necessarily?" The Holy Spirit Black Mamba leaned back in his chair and looked at Qin Ye deeply, as if he could pierce his heart through his body: "Regime change often means war. China has been closed off for a hundred years, and the specific situation is kept secret. Not necessarily without special circumstances? ”

"Lord Holy Spirit." Qin Ye's smile also cooled: "These boring contents that make people laugh, please don't speculate on it, okay?" Three thousand years of civil strife in the underworld? I can't think of anything other than to make people laugh when I say it. ”

"To borrow a sentence from what you just said, the conversation between the two prefectures should still be based on integrity. Neither the official nor the official representative wants to waste time on such a meaningless matter! ”