(Shadow Gate)

"Door master, there's news from the Immortal Palace."

Sima Yuchen walked into the Star River Hall and asked all the elders standing on the side to retreat. The man in front of him read the documents of the mid-month income of Moyingmen, and dealt with various affairs, frowning.

"Sima Protector, what's the matter?"

"The young master of the Immortal Palace, Qian Yu, sent a wedding card."

The man on the seat raised his head, with a hint of playfulness, put down the paperwork in his hand, and walked down, as always, with doubts in his starry eyes.

"With whom?"

"And ......"

"Dharma protector, if you have something to say."

"And the front door master."

The pair of eyes containing the galaxy suddenly became bloodthirsty and irritable like a beast, and he stepped forward and grabbed Sima Yuchen's collar. That reluctance and anger was enough to swallow all his sanity.

"With whom?"

"Door master, calm down, it's not good for you to treat the wound like this."

Sima Yuchen broke open the collar he grabbed and slowly retreated, still not making waves.

"Go down."

The man held the carved stool tightly on the side, and in an instant, the stool carved out of rock turned into powder, and the demonic energy overflowed, but this time, he did not suppress half a point, let the silver lightning penetrate his wounds, and then the blood was dripping, the stars in his eyes were shattered, and the rest was a long night. He left the Star River Hall violently, and the deeper he entered the demon, the stronger the technique, and the golden dragon pattern had already spread from the side of his face to his heart.

"Thirteen, the master of the door is completely enchanted."

"What should I do?"

Ran Thirteen and Sima Yuchen looked at the electric light flowing in the sky, and in an instant, the dark black demonic energy spread outward from the Moying Gate.

"Go find Mo Fang, I'm watching him here."

"Okay, I'll go to the master."

Ran Thirteen whistled, summoned the fog-winged bird who had been guarding the mountain gate all the year round, turned around and stepped on the fog-winged bird's back, said to the man in front of him to be careful, and left.

(Senden)

"Young master, Thirteen is back."

"It's not good news for her to come back at this time."

"She went straight to Mofang."

"I guess she's a lobbyist for North Chongrin."

Qian Yu didn't panic on his face, just took a sip of slightly cold tea indifferently, and then slowly picked up the paperwork on the side.

"Young master, aren't you going to stop it?"

"No need, you go down, Mo Fang can control everything."

The expressions of the people below did not change, but they still looked at the paperwork lightly.

"Listening to the news from Yun Yixie's side, Bei Chongrin is completely enchanted."

"So, that's why Thirteen came back?"

"The subordinates think that this is exactly the case."

"Let's go down."