The glutinous rice dumplings in the Mad Zun Mansion have just hardened on the cotton cloth spread on the dining room table, there are still babies lighting sporadic firecrackers in the streets and alleys, several gambling stalls under the banyan trees on the outskirts of the city are still flourishing, and the ever-bright lights on the shrine still illuminate the hall all day and all night, but why did Luo Junyun, who was hung on his lips all day long, die so inexplicably?

On that day, Luo Junyun fell to the ground in a faint state, and Mo Di did not go far. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mo Di sent Luo Junyun back to the lounge of the Nine Dragons Abyss, and he didn't expect Luo Junyun to leave so suddenly. Mo Di didn't show much sadness about Luo Junyun's death, after all, life is impermanent, but Luo Junyun actually gave her the last slap before she died, which made Mo Di a little uneasy.

Could it be that she gave Luo Junyun the last ride with a slap that was not light or heavy? This incident made Mo Di very confused, but she would never recognize herself as a murderer.

It was already the fifteenth day, and the black gas was no longer rising, Luo Junyun lay in the morgue calmly, and the black gas turned into black water and poured all over his body. Luo Junyun's body still has an unpleasant stench, like sour cow, as a corpse guard, Luo Qianhan has to wash his body all the time, if he is a little lazy and doesn't pay attention, maggots will crawl all over Luo Junyun's body.

It was a chore, but Luo Qianhan did it voluntarily, even if his eyes were swollen from the stench. In the past, he always disagreed with Luo Junyun, but now, thinking that there would be no Luo Junyun, Luo Qianhan suddenly felt very empty. He doesn't know why, he may not have any friends, and there is only one person he deals with most often, and that is Luo Junyun.

Luo Qianhan was in a really bad mood, and he was in a panic, so he chattered at Luo Junyun's corpse, ", I was just going to be nice to you, you good, ignore me from now on......!"

Mad Venerable Luo Lie was sent to the Luo Clan's Martial God Headquarters for trial, where he was protected by people from the Divine Dragon Imperial Armor Legion, and even in the heyday of Mad Venerable, he couldn't change his tricks. According to the meaning of the headquarters of the Martial God Temple, until Luo Lie's case is heard, his son Luo Junyun is not allowed to be buried.

Of course, everyone wants to know, but because there is no inside information, everyone doesn't dare to make up any more casual fabrications, you must know that if Mad Zun is not guilty, then his tongue is the murder weapon that sent him to hell. Therefore, the clear-minded people of Dongxia feel that the best thing to do at present is to regard themselves as blind and deaf, and never eat enough to have nothing to do to make this excitement, in case they play with fire and burn themselves, it is definitely not cost-effective.

On the sixteenth day, people came to the Martial God Temple, but seeing that Luo Junyun's skin was not rotten, but his body exuded the smell of decay, they were strongly protested by Luo Qianhan, and finally because of the unbearable smell of the house, they did not open the autopsy.

Needless to say, Luo Junyun's face was as pale as a candle, and his hair was also gray, without the slightest sign of being alive.

That is, on the same day, Luo Jiuye used a carriage to pull back a heavy black wooden coffin, and also brought a cart of turtle mages who had surpassed the undead.

The mages were banging on the cymbals in the mourning hall, chanting words and dancing in circles. After a night of desolate cries and mournful music played by the mage, Luo Junyun's rotten body was covered by a black robe and placed in a black coffin.

The Nine Dragons Abyss, Jiaowu Pavilion, is the place where the Ninth Master usually works, and here, one of the things that the Ninth Master does most often is to convene a meeting. But today, the Ninth Master didn't have the heart to hold a meeting......

At this moment, the hundred guards from the Martial God Temple all appeared in the Martial Arts Pavilion, not only that, but even Uncle He, the housekeeper in the Mad Venerable Mansion before, and the henchmen of Mad Venerable Luo Lie, such as the medicine envoy Ying Changkong, were also in it at this time.

The huge Jiaowu Pavilion is longing, but it is very quiet. At this time, on the main seat of the Martial Arts Pavilion, Luo Jiuye suddenly burst into a shout, and the sound was like a bomb in the room, with the voice, the earth shook, and countless gravel spread from under his feet, and in the blink of an eye, the hundred backbone combat forces of the Martial God Temple standing in front of the Nine Masters suddenly staggered, and some of them had already fallen to the ground, so embarrassed. ...,

"What the hell are the elites, I think you are a bad seed, what's the matter, you have to do it for me now?"

As the anger of the nine-tailed fox dragon Luo Jiuye erupted, in the pavilion, the weaker guards turned pale violently, and then their chests were a little stuffy. Looking at the reflection of the Ninth Master, the guards from the Martial God Temple, that is, the famous dragon guards in Eastern Xia, their faces suddenly became solemn.

Just when the breathing of these dragon guards became more and more rapid, the loud shout of an elder in the field was also like thunder, "Luo Jiuye, I kindly advise you, those who know the times are Junjie!"

Hearing this, Luo Jiuye was so angry that his body stiffened, and the fierce dragon vein qi was released, which made people breathless. Taking a deep breath, Luo Jiuye slowly reined in the dragon qi, and said hatefully, "Luo Lengchan, don't learn how to bark as a dog, complain, pinch your mother." ”

The person who spoke just now was Luo Lengchan, who stabbed Mad Zun in the back, and he was also a little afraid of the Ninth Master, after all, Luo Jiuye's strength was there. Seeing the anger of the Ninth Master, Luo Lengchan's confidence suddenly leaked to the ground. Luo Lengchan was not angry, he moved a step slightly, and his voice was a little hoarse, "The Ninth Master is so bold, but don't forget, people don't kill the heavens and the earth for themselves, you take a look at this first, and then talk about ......"

As he spoke, Luo Lengchan reached out and wiped a ring on his finger, and a greenish ancient jade box appeared out of thin air in his hand...

Carefully opened the box, a bright white light shot straight out from inside, and with a divine aura suddenly filled the hall, everyone who heard it was in good spirits.

Looking at the things in the jade box, no matter how calm the ninth master usually was, now his body was also violently shocked, and he exclaimed, "This is the treasure of the clan, the Dragon King Relic!"

"Luo Lengchan, how can you have this?"

"This is a replica, even if I have that supernatural power, I don't have the courage to touch the treasure of the clan. With a faint wave of his hand, Luo Lengchan's tone became even more indifferent, "Luo Jiuye, don't think that you are the brother of the madman, just when I am the imperial pharmacist, I don't know anything, I have already said it just now, and everyone knows it now......"

Speaking of this, he paused, turned around slowly, and with a grim smile, for the people in the clan, "Is there anyone who doesn't know the origin of this thing?"

Seeing that no one in the pavilion replied, Luo Lengchan smiled, turned around and came back, and said lightly to Luo Jiuye, "You also know the Dragon King Relic, the Luo Clan has only accumulated two hundred Dragon King Relic for thousands of years, and you must know that the Dragon King Relic can only be refined when you step into the top layer of cultivation." The two hundred dragon king relics in the clan are condensed by the two hundred kings who are known as the strongest dragon kings in the history of the Luo clan and the dragon clan when they pass away, even the dragon king relics of the lowest grade can make people cultivate the solid and increase their skills, and they may even get the heavenly favor to let the dragon vein evolve ......"

After a pause, Luo Lengchan's eyes suddenly widened, he looked at Luo Jiuye fiercely, and shouted hatefully, "Lord Mad Venerable has that supernatural power and that guts, in his place, this is not called the Dragon King Relic, it is called the Great Poison Pill!"