However, there were only sixteen people in the empty golden hall, and except for the young man who sat cross-legged on a huge golden dragon chair above the hall, the rest of the people were all seated on both sides.

"What kind of existence is this Seven Wolf Mountain? Why didn't anyone tell me before I came, fuck, I didn't come if I was killed. Feng Yuanzhi complained in his heart, regretting that he was still rushing to take over this errand.

At this time, the most uncomfortable thing is Xuanyuan Yongrong, he is alone in the forefront, of course, the pressure he is experiencing is also the greatest, even if he is already the sixth level of the Spirit Emperor, but he can't withstand the sixteen Spirit Emperors at the same time to release the breath of the oppression, not to mention that there is an old antique among them who are all about to enter the half-step Venerable Lord.

His face turned white and blue, blue and purple, and finally turned the color of pig liver, which was extremely ugly, and he was immediately stunned and at a loss. Situ Kong on the side was no better, his pale face looked a little distorted, he gritted his teeth, and struggled to support the terrifying might.

"When you arrive, you will be disappointed, and I hope that a few people will bear with me. At this time, Situ Yu, who was sitting cross-legged on the Coiling Dragon Throne, spoke, staring at the three of them with a smile.

The black-clothed disciple who had ordered them to come whispered in his ear for a moment before withdrew, and from the other party's mouth, Situ Yu already knew their identities, and even the kid told him exactly what they had said along the way.

Situ Yu was secretly funny, but he didn't show it, his words seemed to be extremely polite, but he didn't mean to get up from the Panlong Throne, he was all condescending, and the upper one faced the lower one.

Hearing Situ Yu's words, Xuanyuan Yongrong woke up like a dream, feeling that the pressure on his body seemed to be a little weaker, remembering his gaffe just now, his heart was both embarrassed and resentful, knowing that Situ Yu must have done it on purpose, so as to give himself a dismount, but in the face of such a battle, he didn't dare to attack, so he had to eat Huanglian dumbly.

"The young league master is polite!" Xuanyuan Yongrong mentioned a trace of spiritual power, forcibly suppressed those negative emotions, calmed himself down, and straightened his expression, before stepping forward and said with a smile. "It's just me who came abruptly and disturbed the young alliance master. ”

Situ Kong and Feng Yuanzhi also came to their senses, quietly wiped off the cold sweat on the Yin Hall, and followed Xuanyuan Yongrong into a few steps. A shrunken and uneasy look.

"I don't know how to call them, where do they come from, and what do you do?" Situ Yu asked again.

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Yongrong couldn't help but curse in his heart, this kid was obviously pretending to be confused with his cleverness, and asked knowingly. However, knowing this, he was forced to have no choice, the situation was stronger than people, at this time, even if he was a high-powered Prince Rong, he had no choice but to put down his body in front of the sixteen Spirit Emperors. Not only can you not show the slightest anger, but you must force a smile and answer carefully.

Xuanyuan Yongrong's heart can be said to be angry, aggrieved to the limit, if it weren't for the fact that there are so many Spirit Emperors in this golden palace, he would definitely not be able to immediately suppress this kid who pulled the tiger skin as a big banner, and then sat on the throne himself, condescending to examine him. And then when he was leaving, he took the throne with him.

But he can only think about these things in his heart, and he doesn't dare to show them on his face. When he got closer to Situ Yu, he was surprised to find that the young man in front of him who looked so jealous that even women were jealous and handsome was about to lose scum was unfathomable, especially the majesty that emanated from his body, which made him feel frightened, even more terrifying than when facing the saint, and the power was heavier, and even made him have an illusion, as if he was not facing a person, but a dormant dragon.

Although they were both at the sixth level of the Spirit Emperor, at this moment, Xuanyuan Yongrong could conclude that if he did it with him, he would definitely not be able to support the ten moves and would be defeated. Of course, Xuanyuan Yongrong didn't know that this was still the case when Situ Yu specially restrained his breath, and he also overestimated himself too much, if he really did it, Situ Yu could kill him instantly.

"No wonder the Holy Lord did not hesitate to crown him as the Holy King to win him over, it was really terrifying!" Xuanyuan Yongrong sighed secretly in his heart. The previous hostility had disappeared after really facing Situ Yu, and he couldn't afford to have the slightest contempt, and he definitely put away Prince Rong's temper.

"It turned out that Prince Rong was coming, I was ashamed and ashamed, the deity was not well entertained, and I asked Prince Rong to forgive me!" After hearing Xuanyuan Yongrong's identity, Situ Yu immediately showed a look of shock and said in surprise.

But hearing these words in Xuanyuan Yongrong's ears, it made him feel extremely aggrieved, your grandmother's, since you know that I am Prince Rong, I know that the hospitality is not good, and I don't get up to apologize, and I don't move a chair to serve tea.

Prince Rong wanted to cry without tears, feeling that he was the most wronged person in the world, the dignified prince, he was actually reduced to this, when did he receive such a cold reception when he was so old?

His heart was full of resentment and grievances, but what was even more forced was that he couldn't show his resentment. What if you anger this guy and immediately destroy them? The Tiangao Emperor is far away, this is someone's territory, don't you see that there are seventeen Spirit Emperors sitting next to him, eyeing them fiercely?

Of course, in addition, this guy will be crowned as a holy king by the saint soon, and his status will be above him at that time, and he must not be offended at this time, and he even has to win over him, after all, there are many princes in the Hongtian Empire, and he is not a monopoly.

"The Young Alliance Lord is serious, this king is mainly here to serve the will of the Holy Lord!" Xuanyuan Yongrong forced out a smile and said. If you don't smile, you can look as ugly as you want.

"Oh, do you mean Xuanyuan Wujiang, what is he looking for me?" Situ Yu frowned slightly, without any respect at all, and he didn't take the lord of the world seriously in his words, which was simply a great rebellious crime.

"Big ......" Xuanyuan Yongrong's face changed, and he didn't wait to make a move, but Feng Yuanzhi next to him suddenly jumped up, pointed at Situ Yu and scolded.

This is all a conditioned reflex, Feng Zhiyuan is a royal family worship, his status is respected, and he walks sideways in the imperial city, in front of the saint, he has done a lot of things like pulling tiger skins to make big flags, Chad heard Situ Yu call the saint by his name, he couldn't help but want to shout angrily, and said, 'Boldly disrupt the people, dare to call the saint's name, and find death...... waited for cruel words or something, but as soon as he raised his head and spit out a big word, he suddenly sensed more than a dozen cold killing intent enveloping him, making his heart tremble, shudder, and frightened, only then did he wake up in an instant, remembering his current situation, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat all over his body.

Feng Yuanzhi raised his head, and pointed at Situ Yu with one hand, the expression on his face condensed, from the initial fierceness to a frightened look, and his face was red and white for a while, which can be described as changeable and colorful.

Feng Zhiyuan wanted to cry, feeling the great pressure and cold murder on his body, he really wanted to cry, and he wanted to defend himself, "I didn't mean to." Now he felt a little bit difficult to ride a tiger, especially when he saw Situ Yu staring at him with a gloomy face, feeling the chill in those deep eyes, he shuddered.

"Big ...... Big...... This house is so big...... "Feng Yuanzhi didn't care about the cold sweat that broke out, he laughed cheekily, shook his finger and pointed around, and said in a trembling voice, as soon as the words fell, he hurriedly lowered his head, his whole body trembled, and he no longer dared to look up at Situ Yu's terrible eyes.

When he came into contact with Situ Yu's field of vision, he felt as if he had fallen into a 10,000-year-old ice cave in an instant, his whole body was chilling, and his soul was trembling, and that terrible feeling was even more terrifying than when he faced the Holy Lord.

“......”

Feng Xianfeng said with a smile, how can I, a poor countryman, be able to compete with the solemn and grand house in the imperial city. Seeing this, the corners of Situ Yu's mouth showed an arc that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

Huang Qinglin and the others on the side couldn't help but laugh when they saw it, and almost burst out laughing, but in order to maintain this tense atmosphere, they had to endure it, and the other pretty faces became fiery red, and they were about to drip blood.

Xuanyuan Yongrong was also laughing, but he was smiling bitterly, although he was also a little surprised in his heart, but as Prince Rong, his ambition was far from being comparable to Feng Yuanzhi, but in this moment, he had already made up his mind to win over Situ Yu, such a stunning person, his future achievements are definitely far more than this, if he has a good relationship with him, it will definitely be of great help to his status in the royal family in the future. Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Yongrong also calmed down absolutely, and turned a blind eye to Situ Yu's disrespect.

"The Holy Lord asked me to wait for me to come this time, because I wanted to invite the Young League Lord to go to the Imperial City, and the edict made the Young League Lord the Holy King of Donghao, whose status was second only to the Holy One, and above ten thousand people under one person. Xuanyuan Yongrong's face was calm and said with a smile.

"Oh?" Hearing this, Situ Yu couldn't help but show a playful smile, but he was very surprised in his heart, he couldn't understand what kind of play Xuanyuan Wujiang was playing, and he actually made himself a king? Is this throwing an olive branch like himself and recruiting himself? Or is it an excuse to let himself go to the imperial city, so that he can cast a net, and then set up an ambush to get rid of me?

Thinking secretly in his heart, his face gradually deepened, and his eyebrows frowned slightly.

"This is definitely Xuanyuan's boundless conspiracy, the Young Alliance Master must not go!" While Situ Yu was thinking about it, Liang Zhuo on the side said a little anxiously.

Situ Yu glanced up at him, nodded, and shook his head again, he did not rule out this possibility, after all, Xuanyuan Wujiang, as the master of the world, absolutely knew that his strength and that of the Seven Wolves Mountain was enough to threaten his status, as an emperor, it was impossible to allow someone to threaten his status.

However, after thinking about it, Situ Yu felt that this possibility was extremely small, as long as Xuanyuan Wujiang was not a brainless fool, he should not have attacked his own group of people so early, after all, the world had just stabilized, and it had not yet been absolutely stabilized, not to mention that there was still the Hell Temple, the public enemy of the world, had not been eradicated, if Xuanyuan Wujiang chose to do something to the Seven Wolf Mountain at this time, it would definitely be a wrong decision.