"Crunch!"

The door was gently pushed open, and Shen Ming walked out of the room with a gloomy face.

After seeing Zhou Yu and the others outside the house who were cautious and fearful, Shen Ming was stunned, and then looked up at the lead cloud above that was full of thunder snakes and lightning swadding, only then did he find that his emotions were a little out of control, and his steps couldn't help but pause.

Shen Ming slowly closed his eyes and took a deep breath, with his move, Zhou Yu and the others could clearly feel that the feeling of silence and stagnation in the courtyard was quickly dissipating.

The lead cloud that was originally shrouded in the sky above Hangshui City, and the silver snake lightning that was swimming in the lead cloud, also quickly dispersed at this time.

The sky over Hangshui City quickly returned to that clearness, and the feeling of oppressive stagnation dissipated, and it seemed that everything was back to normal.

But only Zhou Yu, who witnessed all this, knew that the situation had not completely returned to normal, and that kind of silence and stagnation had not dissipated, but had become more condensed and converged.

They looked at Shen Ming, who slowly opened his eyes again, and in their eyes, Shen Ming at this time was like a volcano that had been accumulated for 10,000 years and could erupt at any time.

The volcano gave them the feeling that if it erupted, it could destroy the world and everything in the world.

They looked at the volcano-like Shen Ming, and couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

What people!?

Who made Mr. Shen so angry!?

What's up!?

What could it be that would make Mr. Shen like this!?

They were all curious and surprised to the extreme, but no one dared to ask at this juncture.

Shen Ming didn't speak, Zhou Yu and the others didn't dare to speak, and the courtyard looked a little dull for a while.

Good moments later.

Shen Ming relieved the heavenly jealousy on his waist, handed it to Zhou Yu casually, and gave an order.

"Take this sword, go to the Nanjiang King's Mansion, and bring the Nanjiang King to the Jingshi before the Chinese New Year's Eve!"

Zhou Yu carefully held Tianjealousy with both hands, but he didn't react to the meaning of Shen Ming's words for a while.

"King Nanjiang, what is Mr. looking for him?"

Shen Ming did not hide his intentions, and replied lightly.

"Be the emperor!"

Although his answer was faint, when it fell in the ears of Zhou Yu and the others, it was tantamount to a thunderbolt exploding in their ears, and everyone looked at Shen Ming dumbfounded.

Ha!?

Do......

Be an emperor!?

They heard you right!?

Can......

But the problem is that the current Emperor of the Great Zhou is still alive and well, not dead?

Besides, even if the Great Zhou Emperor dies and has his own crown prince to succeed him, how can it be the turn of the King of Nanjiang to be the emperor?

Zhou Yu stammered and asked, "Sir, is this ...... It's ......"

Shen Ming didn't answer his question, he glanced at Wang Xue and the others lightly.

"Go together, if anyone dares to stop them, they will be killed!"

After saying this, without waiting for Wang Xue and the others to react, Shen Ming had already pinched the magic trick in his hand, and his body turned into a pale cyan streamer and disappeared in place.

Everyone looked at Shen Ming, who turned into a pale cyan light and disappeared in place, and stood still for a long time.

After a long time.

With a cool breeze blowing in their faces, their minds cleared up a lot, and only then did they recover from the shock.

Zhou Yu stammered and said, "Mr. Shen...... What does Mr. mean, Mo ...... Don't you want to rebel!?"

Bai Linfeng opened his mouth and replied very confidently.

"Should...... Probably not......"

Sun Chi replied weakly: "But Mr. Shen seems to mean that." ”

Wang Xue thought of something, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and he suddenly realized: "Could it be that it was the emperor who made Mr. Shen angry just now?"

Hearing Wang Xue's words, Sun Qingmei couldn't help but think of that blood-red space, and the person who fought with Shen Ming in that blood-red space.

The middle-aged demon man who claimed to be the blood master.

After stepping into the path of cultivation, she realized how powerful and terrifying Shen Ming and the Blood Lord were.

She thought about Shen Ming's appearance when he was angry, and then thought of Shen Ming's sentence about being an emperor, and she already understood Shen Ming's thoughts in her heart.

Sun Qingmei glanced at everyone, and said with a solemn face: "Only enemies of equal strength can arouse real anger!"

When Zhou Yu and the others heard this, they couldn't help but shift their eyes to Sun Qingmei.

Sun Qingmei glanced at Zhou Yu and the others, she took a deep breath, and slowly recounted what she had seen and heard in the blood-colored space that day.

Blood Dragon, Zhou Zheng, Blood Lord, Fight, Divine Soul......

As Sun Qingmei continued to narrate, Zhou Yu and the others were even more surprised, and in the end, they all looked at Sun Qingmei with their mouths wide open.

Good moments later.

Sun Qingmei had just finished narrating the events of the day, and although the matter had been finished, everyone was still in shock and had not spoken for a long time.

After another moment.

Wang Xuefang said in a somewhat dry voice: "In other words, that Zhou Zheng is also a person who cultivates the truth, or is he a person who is as terrible as Mr. Shen!?"

Sun Qingmei nodded and corrected, "To be more precise, that person should be called the Blood Master!"

Zhou Yu was also shocked to the extreme, and asked, "In that case, the person who made Mr. Shen so angry is also called Zhou ...... Blood Lord's!?"

Sun Qingmei replied: "Nine times out of ten!"

When everyone heard this, they were silent again.

If this is the case, it is really as Sun Qingmei said.

At this time, they naturally understood the meaning of Shen Ming's words, and also understood why Shen Ming asked them to bring the King of Nanjiang to the Jingshi before the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve!

Sun Qingmei glanced at everyone, and then continued to speak: "Judging from Mr. Shen's appearance just now, we should have met a real opponent, since Mr. has ordered us to do this, let's hurry up and do it, don't let Mr. Shen be distracted by these little things!"

Only then did everyone come back to their senses, glanced at Sun Qingmei, and then nodded.

......

Sun Qingmei was not wrong, for Shen Ming, the Blood Lord who broke his formation was undoubtedly the most powerful opponent he had ever encountered in his life.

For the opponent of the Blood Master, he has to go all out and adjust his condition to the best.

Therefore.

Shen Ming, who realized that his emotions were wrong, changed his itinerary and threw the matter of inviting the king of Nanjiang to Zhou Yu and others.

And he himself was incarnated and returned to the top of the snowy mountain, and on the snowy mountain, he was like the time of the past thirty years.

In the snowstorm.

He is accompanied by wind and snow, lonely company, wearing a hat on his head, wearing a robe, he boats on the lake, he fishes and meditates, and he cultivates and understands.

He was waiting for the day of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve!

As the days passed, his somewhat chaotic heart gradually calmed down, and the monstrous anger gradually calmed down.

This calm is not disappearing.

Instead, he was buried in the deepest depths, not allowing it to interfere with his Dao heart clarity.

When it erupts one day, all enemies will be incinerate!