The black hall, 999 ever-bright lanterns are swaying, and the eight stout pillars are carved with the patterns of heaven, earth, stars, and strange birds and beasts, which are magnificent and magnificent.

The main hall was very empty and there was almost no other decoration, and on top of the ninety-nine black jade steps was a throne with dazzling golden light, and there seemed to be flames soaring in the dazzling gold.

The whole body of the throne is made of 10,000-year-old red flame gold, nine zhang long and five zhang wide, and the number of nine and five is secretly the number of the supreme.

The throne is carved with the pattern of the unicorn beast, the unicorn is angry and round, majestic and domineering, and the carving is exquisite.

Qilin - This is a legendary divine beast, whose strength can be compared with the strongest cultivation in the world, and only the real emperor-level powerhouse is worthy of submitting the Qilin Divine Beast as a mount.

On the throne of the unicorn sat a young man in black, the corners of his black clothes were embroidered with red flames, and the red flames seemed to be burning, and he wanted to rush out of his clothes and transform into an entity and burn the world.

The boy wore half a black and worn-out wooden mask, and only from the exposed half of his face, his jade face and red lips could be seen, which made people can't help but admire a stunningly beautiful young man.

It's just that the lips are a little thinner, and the slight purses are full of decisive killing intent.

The young man just sat upright, without speaking or making any exaggerated movements, but sitting so generously that others did not dare to look at him directly.

A dignity belonging to the king emanates out, which can make people cold from their backs to their heels, and they dare not make any wanton moves.

At the foot of the ninety-nine black jade steps knelt an old man, dressed in black, with powerful cultivation fluctuations exuding around him.

This is a real strong man, but at this time he is kneeling in front of the teenager, his hands and head pressed against the ground.

Five-body throwing to the ground - this is the highest etiquette in the Xuanfeng Continent.

"So...... Nothing was found this time?" the young man's slender fingers, which were as white as jade, gently tapped the unicorn beast head on the armrest of the unicorn throne, and his tone was very light, joyless, and angry.

It was such a faint question that made the kneeling old man tremble, and he slammed his head to the ground dozens of times until his forehead was bleeding.

The old man replied tremblingly: "It's the incompetence of the subordinates, please punish the master heavily." ”

The young man groaned slightly: "Get up, the matter has come to this point, and no matter what you do, you can't change what has happened." However, I wonder what exactly went wrong. ”

"The eleventh team of the twelve detachments has brought back all the goods, except for the ninth team, which is almost completely wiped out, and only the captain has fled. I've personally searched for the goods I've brought back countless times, but I don't have that thing. The old man replied.

"Then the problem is with the ninth team, there is only one person coming back...... This is really strange, black slave, you brought him up, I want to ask him personally. The corners of the boy's mouth hooked, and a cruel smile was drawn.

A moment later, a man in black wearing a black cloth cover was brought up, and the black cloth cover blocked all the people's vision, and it was all up to the old man in black to lead the way.

The man in black knelt down and said, "Ninety-five-two-seven, see the master." ”

"Nine-five-twenty-seven, tell your master all the details of what you have seen and heard on board, and you must not hide anything from it. The old man shouted coldly.

The young man sat upright and listened quietly, his slender fingers lightly tapped the head of the unicorn beast, and suddenly said, "That is to say, the three of you still lost when you join forces." ”

The captain of Team Nine lowered his head in shame, but still responded, "Yes." ”

The old man in black interjected: "The swordsmanship of the three of you is extraordinary, and it is simplified from the ancient killing array by the master, and it is powerful. Even if you can defeat even if you encounter the peak of the Heavenly Rank, how can you be so miserable!?"

"I want to ...... That Heavenly Rank Peak should be a master of military cultivation intent, not an ordinary Heaven Rank peak that can be compared. The young man with half a black wooden mask spoke.

"The master was right, he was indeed trapped for a moment but quickly fought back sharply, killing my two brothers.

In a hurry, I threw out the smoke to disturb his vision, and fled at full speed at the cost of burning life essence and blood, and only then did I get out of it. "The black-clad masked human.

The old man in black kicked over when he heard this, and snorted coldly: "Waste, your brothers are all dead, and you are the only one left to survive, why don't you kill yourself immediately if the mission fails?"

The man in black couldn't bear this kick even if he was a Heaven Rank master, and spit out a mouthful of blood in his throat. The old man in black was about to kill him, when he suddenly heard the young man stop him.

"Black slave stop!" the young man said lightly, and the palm raised by the old man in black suddenly stopped.

"I'd like to hear what Nine-Five-Twenty-Seven has to say. The corners of the boy's mouth curled into a smile.

The man in black didn't care about being seriously injured, got up and knelt down and said, "From the moment the mission fails, 9527 is ready to commit suicide at any time."

But this mission also requires someone to come back and report everything to the master, which is the only belief that 9527 is still alive. ”

The young man groaned, "What are the specific characteristics of that Heaven Rank Peak Master?"

The man in black said: "Eight feet long, dressed in white, handsome and cold. He wielded a soft sword, thin, narrow, and unrivaled sharp. Also, his name is Xiao Feng. ”

"Bai Nu, what is the origin of Xiao Feng?" the young man closed his eyes slightly, as if speaking to the air.

There was a sound of giggling laughter, but there was no other figure in sight in the entire empty hall.

Immediately, a white phantom floated by very quickly, and suddenly stopped beside the old man in black.

The black slave was a tall and slightly hunchbacked old man, while the white slave was a petite and sweet-faced girl, with a young face and a young face, who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old.

The white slave was dressed in white, with a bright red head rope tied in a ponytail behind her head, her bare feet, and a string of silver bells hung on each of her snow-white ankles, and the crisp bells rang non-stop.

No matter from that point of view, the white slave is like an innocent girl, sweet and gentle.

But if you really think of her as an innocent and weak girl, I'm afraid you don't even know how you died.

The sound of the bell was crisp, but the captain of the ninth team who was kneeling beside him was frightened, and cold sweat was dripping down.

The title of black slave and white slave is only the master who dares to call it that, and others are honored as black and white holy envoys.

The Black Envoy's cruelty is well known, and the White Envoy is even more feared, because what is more terrible than death is that life is worse than death.

Bai Nu glanced at the captain of the Ninth Team who was trembling next to him, his lips pursed slightly, leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Good brother, what's wrong with you?" and blew lightly after speaking.

The white slave's voice also seems to be a girl, crisp and a little sharp, slightly childlike but sounds quite comfortable.

The captain of the ninth team almost didn't fall down in fright, and suddenly he was motionless like a stake, but his back was soaked.

The old man in black frowned slightly, and said very uncomfortably: "Okay, don't scare him, the master still has something to ask him."

"Yo, this old man, what's in the way of me talking to my good brother?" the white slave pursed his lips and smiled, throwing a wink.

The old man in black raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "You old witch is making waves here!"

The girl in white laughed even more presumptuously, giggling and crisp laughter was endless, her red lips were as bright as roses, and she had a charm that did not match her age.

In order to anger the old man in black, she deliberately swayed her waist lightly to show her graceful posture, and the bells on her feet rang more densely and crisply.

The old man in black was furious, it had been a long time since anyone dared to provoke him in front of him like this, and the powerful aura in his body was released and he was about to make a move.

"Okay, you two, can't you get along well if you quarrel as soon as you meet?" the young man shook his head helplessly.

"The black slave (white slave) knows what is wrong. The two confessed their mistakes at the same time, but they had a surprising tacit understanding and consistency.

"White slave, get down to business. The black-clothed young man said lightly.

"Xiao Feng, Terran, thirty-six years old, a member of the C-level law enforcement team. Bai Nu said.

"Law enforcement team, how can it involve the law enforcement team?" the black-clothed young man's face changed under his mask.