"I know that." Ye Sha also smiled inexplicably, and the two of them seemed to have found comfort at the same point in an instant, "This is not the place to talk, let's go in first." ”

"Hmm." Liuyu nodded. There was no more to say, and the sound of the broken iron chain echoed in the deepest part of the Youlan Palace. At the end of the darkness of the palace, on the high obsidian carved seat, a person was lazily fiddling with the fragments of glass on the table, and the first one under him stood a cold and enchanting woman, the Great Protector Blue Spirit.

This great protector has a heaven-sent beauty, like a gorgeous peacock, shining brightly in the dark deep palace. She didn't move, quietly looking at the two figures who entered the hall. When the two of them were about to come closer, she bowed slightly to the man on the throne and said, "Your Majesty, they are here." ”

Wu Ming, who had been in a half-dream and half-awake state, was not moved, his eyes were still squinting, but his hand fiddling with the fragments of Kongtong suddenly stopped, and waited for the left and right Dharma protectors to bow and bow before he said in a deep voice, "People, bring it." ”

"Brought it, please take a look at it, Your Majesty." As soon as Night Sand let go, he threw the pet slave under the Immortal Seat.

The Ghost Emperor picked the tips of his eyes, and there was no sympathy or pity in his cold and sharp eyes, but straightened his waist, got up from the luxurious seat, and paced a few steps, as if he was afraid that the blood stains on the pet slave's body would stain his clothes, and said to Ye Shaliu, "I summoned you here, there is something to be handed over to the two of you." ”

"Your Majesty, please." The two of them brushed their jaws together.

"Lan Ling, you tell them." Wu Ming looked too lazy to explain, sat down again, and lifted the placket of his clothes, only then did he stop his eyes on the bloodstained pet slave around him.

"Yes." Cautious and obedient, Lan Ling stepped back three steps away and looked at the two Dharma Protectors, "There are foreign enemies breaking into the palace boundary, you know. ”

This question did not know how to answer for a while, if they said they knew, then why did they not meet the enemy, and if they said they did not know, it was not a negligence in their duties. So the two of them kept silent.

Lan Ling didn't care about the silence of the two of them, and continued to convey the will of the Immortal, "Now Your Majesty has sent you and me to capture the enemy, and all but one of them will be killed. ”

In fact, Ye Sha and Liuyu knew very well who that person was referring to, but they both blurted out instantly, "Dare to ask who else is." ”

Lan Ling was silent, this answer is better not to say it in front of Wu Ming, "This law knows, you can go with me." Then he turned to the Ghost Emperor and said respectfully, "May I ask Your Majesty if there is anything else you want to tell me to wait." ”

"Take, this, too." Wu Shen stared at the dying pet slave on the stone platform, "Let him see that, called...... Hehe. As if he had forgotten on purpose, the corners of his mouth raised, "What's it called!" The exquisite black boots stepped on Mei Mei's shoulders fiercely and crushed hard, "Bendi is asking you." ”

Suffering. The pain of being crushed. Trampled by the man on top of him, his bloodstained fingers moved, as if to grab the corner of the man's clothes, but he couldn't lift it.

"Your Majesty, he can't answer your question now." Night sand said at the right time.

"Huh? How? The light of his eyes flickered, "Could it be that someone poisoned him?" ”

Ye Sha suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, his mind was racing rapidly, and he stabilized his emotions and replied, "The specific situation is not very clear to his subordinates, maybe he couldn't withstand the torture of the prison of the Criminal Department and became dumb, or maybe his throat became dumb due to the ulceration of his whole body, and I ask Your Majesty to allow his subordinates some time to investigate thoroughly." ”

"No need, it's just a slave, and you don't need to move the people with the left protector." There are words in the words, and the voice outside the strings is very heavy, "Let's focus on important matters, Zuo Protector." ”

"Yes, according to the holy will." The night sand was silent, and hurriedly took a step back, bowed his head, and didn't dare to raise his eyes for a long time.

"Bring back the people you should bring back quickly, and don't make Bendi wait too long." Wu Shen Fu fell back into the gorgeous seat, as if he had instantly returned to the drunken and hazy realm, "Don't let it down." Although it was hazy, the eyes were still sharp and gloomy, and they swept the night sand coldly.

"The last general will go all out to live up to the hope." The three of them replied in unison, bowed their heads and pressed their swords and took three steps back, before they turned around, and the people lying on the stone platform were also dragged away mercilessly, and a layer of cold sweat oozed from the hands of the night sand holding the iron chain, although they were facing away from Wu Ming, they could still feel two cold and dull, sharp eyes as sharp as knives on their backs.

And at this time, Wuming also has his own double considerations, if he didn't see through the tricks of the night sand, it would definitely be a joke. But he turned a blind eye without missing a trace, because he knew better than anyone else what he was doing, and the ghost world, or the people around him, needed more than ever. Moreover, for Du Yuanyuan and a few people, it can be said that the emperor who has always been conceited and ruthless does not pay attention to it at all, even if there is such a person as Furong Bai Wei by his side, it is not enough to be afraid, or even enough to make him go out in person, let alone use the army of the ghost world. Because that thousands of troops are to be used to deal with more cruel and powerful enemies, that person is Fu Lingxiao, who has been quiet.

Wu Ming knew very well that Fu Lingxiao already knew the number of Kongtong fragments in his hand, and the reason why he did not move for a long time was only one reason, that is, waiting for him and Du Yuanyuan to lose both. His Royal Highness the Dragon Clan, who is high in the Nine Heavens, is more insidious and cunning than anyone else, and he will not get involved in anything that suffers a loss. Thinking of this, a grim smile spread from the corner of the Ghost Emperor's mouth, and this smile was drowned in a lazy gloom, looking very ghostly. Fu Lingxiao, your wishful thinking is too loud, it is already known to passers-by, whether this emperor is a fledgling junior or a mediocre monarch with a blind eye, you sit back and watch the opportunity, and when I and that stinky boy are in a big fight, then the justifiable nether crusade, sitting on the profit, fame and fortune, you think really well. His gaze subconsciously fell to the distant night sky outside the hall, starry, and the bright end of the galaxy was the palace of His Royal Highness the Dragon Clan. Although the sky is dim and cloudy in the eyes of others at this moment, in the sight of the Ghost Emperor, it is as clear as a quiet lake, for hundreds of thousands of years, he has lived in the dark, perhaps relying on this fantastic ability, in the eyes of the Immortal, the night is always so beautiful, boundless and endless. When you clean up the few smashed and get the last silver pieces of Kongtong to reshape the Kongtong mirror, will the emperor still be afraid of you, hehe, will he be willing to bow down to you, joke, it's really a joke of wishful thinking.

Wu Ying laughed at Fu Lingxiao of the Nine Heavenly Palace in the bottom of his heart, but he didn't know that Fu Lingxiao was also looking down on everything here through the crystal mirror at the moment. One thinks it's strategic, and the other thinks it's going to be successful. A contest thousands of miles away kicked off under the silent night sky.