The first rays of sunlight in the morning gently sprinkled on the pavilion, compared to the rest of the Dragon Soul Continent, Phoenix City was very hot all year round. So even the sun here is extremely hot, and it is just early in the morning, and the scorching air is already raging from the surface.

The pavilion post minister was suddenly planted on the ground from the table, and his head was hit red.

He crawled up with a groan, looked at the big pool of saliva at the table, looked out the window, and wondered why he had slept all night here.

Last night, I was thinking about going to find my little wife, but I fell asleep thinking about it.

As soon as the morning dawned, he had to hurry up.

The pavilion is usually not visited by many people, and it is the private territory of the Phoenix royal family, and it only receives distinguished guests from afar. And now in the Guan Yi, there are a few distinguished guests who heard that they are the Heavenly Dao Academy of the Great Sect of Xiuzhen.

He took the messenger in the pavilion and hurried towards the backyard.

I thought about how to entertain these distinguished guests, especially the bad-tempered guy, and I must serve them attentively. The city lord has commanded, if there is a little neglect, raise your head and go to see it.

The postman was apprehensive and walked towards the backyard with his head down.

Walking and suddenly stepping on a pile of rubble, the postman was very strange.

The pavilion is always in a clean and tidy state, where will these rubbles come from? And looking at the patterns carved on the rubble under your feet, it seems to be a little familiar.

"It's terrible, it's tearing down the house! At this moment, the messenger behind the postman cried out in horror.

The postman raised his head sharply, only to see that the usually elegant and unusual backyard was basically half destroyed, and the collapsed house buried the carefully planted plants.

It is not easy for those green plants to survive in a hot place like Phoenix, in order to plant those plants, Yichen has to water them morning and evening as if he was serving his own mother, and he will come to see if there is a little wind and grass.

Now it's all ruined, the backyard is basically in ruins, and the fiery red bricks and tiles are shattered everywhere.

There were still two boys sitting on the rubble talking and laughing loudly, and the postman's lungs were about to explode, and his heart said "Are you blind? Don't you see what has become here? You still have a face to talk and laugh.

"Hey..."Yichen couldn't suppress the anger in his heart anymore, and shouted at Nangong Yun and Duan Xing in the rubble: "What's going on here, why is it like this?"

The pavilion is an image project of Phoenix, and it is the private property of the royal family. Anything went wrong, and the postman couldn't help but think of the city lord's words to see him in horror.

Mention your sister, how many heads can you mention with him-mother?

Nangong Yun stood up, looked around, and arched his shoulders indifferently: "Do you ask me? This is not our masterpiece, you should ask our boss, he made it." ”

Yichen knew that the boss Nangong Yun was talking about was Ling Yun, that bad-tempered guy was actually a member of the Heavenly Dao Academy.

The Heavenly Dao Academy is famous all over the world, and I heard that it is the source of justice, but they actually call it the boss of the underworld. Old man, your ancestor, today is the head of the Heavenly Dao Academy, and he has to take the responsibility of destroying the backyard.

Yichen was furious, his eyebrows were open, and a stream of blood rushed straight to his head, and he walked in the direction of Nangong Yun's finger with the basin in his hand. He was followed by a large number of messengers, all of whom were also in a state of righteous indignation.

This place is ruined, and none of them can get out of it, so it is everyone's top priority to find a scapegoat as soon as possible.

"Is there a living person in there? Get out of here! I'll be your uncle, will you be a shrunken turtle if you destroy our pavilion? Today, you honestly get out and make it clear, and then just follow me to confess the guilt." Otherwise, Lao Tzu will beat you into a turtle that can't stick out its head again. ”

The poster snorted angrily, and his heart was very happy. He had never been so presumptuous as he was today, and his job made him nod his head at everyone. He's fed up, he's going to have a complete outburst today, there's no way, it's on his side.

But he didn't see it, Nangong Yun and Duan Xing, who were standing on the side, neither came up to stop them, nor did they step forward to protect them. They just crossed their hands and sneered, as if waiting to see a good show.

The door opened gently, and if there was a choice, the postman would rather his wife run away with someone than come here. Because looking in from the door, Phoenix City Lord Huang Ziqi was sitting on a bench and sneering at him.

The messengers fell to their knees, their whole bodies trembling. The postman was so shocked that he forgot to salute the city lord, and just stood in a daze with a panicked face, not knowing what to do for a while.

"You say, who are you going to beat into a king who will never be able to poke his head out?" Huang Ziqi touched his head and deliberately retracted twice.

"My mother........." Yichen fainted directly in fright, foaming at the mouth, and his whole body kept convulsing.

Huang Ziqi glanced at Yichen's bear-like appearance in disappointment, and sighed boringly: "I still want to play tricks on him, I fainted so quickly, it's really boring." ”

With a wave of his hand, he shouted at the trembling messengers, "What are you doing in a daze? Carry him down, do you want to see him die here? Don't come here, it's annoying to look at you." ”

The messengers scattered in a hurry, carrying the ministers and disappearing in a blink of an eye.

Huang Ziqi rarely comes to the pavilion, he is the city lord who has inherited the pure bloodline of the Phoenix God, here, he is as noble as a god. So the people here not only respect him, but also worship him from the bottom of their hearts, who can not worship their own god?

Huang Ziqi looked at the dilapidated courtyard, shook his head and sighed: "It would be nice to say a few more words, at least it won't be so dull." ”

"Whoever makes your neuropathy as famous as your name is that everyone is afraid of being infected by your neuropathy. Ling Yun was still angry until now, and said hatefully.

Huang Ziqi turned his head and stared at Ling Yun deeply: "What I said to you, can you help me do it?" I don't trust other people, and they don't have the reputation of the Heavenly Dao Academy, at this time, I can only count on you." ”

Ling Yun was silent, from night to early morning, what Huang Ziqi said to them was actually one thing.

That is, the human countries on the Dragon Soul Continent do not want to come to the aid of Phoenix City, and even the most loyal servants of the Phoenix Clan, the Yu Clan, have shown that they have not sent an army to Phoenix City so far.

This great city, like the end of all myths, gradually declined. And those forces that hope to gain power and rise up want to pull down the last fruits of mythology on the Dragon Soul Continent and replace them.

Although Huang Ziqi has terrifying strength, he alone cannot stop the attack of the demon race. Besides, there are many masters in the demon clan, and it is not something that can be stopped in one yellow period.

So he asked Ling Yun, in the name of the Heavenly Dao Academy, to let the Yu Clan send troops.

Looking at the Dragon Soul Continent, the only one who really has the prestige now is probably the Heavenly Dao Academy.

The Grand Duke of the Heavenly Dao Academy is selfless, has no ambitions, and does not exist to calculate others.

The people of the Yu Clan have been following the instructions of the Feng Clan since ancient times, they are proud in their hearts, thinking that they are a race abandoned by the Heavenly Gods, and ordinary people definitely don't take it to heart, and they only have the prestige of the Heavenly Dao Academy, so they can still give it a try.

"Go, definitely go. For the future of the Dragon Soul Continent, for the future of Phoenix City, even if we go up to the Sword Mountain and go down to the sea of fire, we are duty-bound. Just as Lingyun fell silent, Long Yunzhou volunteered to shout.

Xuanyuan Yu frowned: "Don't pull us into the same camp as you, okay? In order to please your future father-in-law, don't put our lives into it." I've heard that anyone in the territory of the Yu Clan will die, and they don't welcome outsiders. ”

Huangfu Ying nodded deeply: "Heavy color and light friends, see profit and forget righteousness." ”

Long Yunzhou wanted to vomit blood, and defended loudly: "Please, senior brother, your previous sentence is still a bit similar, and the latter sentence doesn't match at all." Also, what I'm saying is from the bottom of my heart, isn't our Heavenly Dao Academy here for justice?"

The three of them were arguing, and Ling Yun looked up from the silence. He stretched out his hand to stop the three of them from continuing to argue, staring at Huang Ziqi with burning eyes. The eyes of the two men were anxiously together, cold and sincere.

"Tell me, how sure are we, and will we come back alive?". Ling Yun asked coldly.

"Forty percent sure, the people of the Yu Clan have always only listened to the orders of the Phoenix City Lord alone, even if it is my son, they can ignore it. If you don't succeed in lobbying, you will surely die. Huang Ziqi's answer was equally cold.

"That is to say, there is not even forty percent hope of us coming back?" Ling Yun continued to ask.

"Yes, even if the talk is successful. You may have paid a heavy price, and the Yu people will not let those who have seen their secrets make it out of the Thousand Wood Forest Mountains alive, and you will surely die as well. ”

"Damn, what kind of logic is this? If you talk about success, you will die, and if you don't talk about it, you still have to die? Didn't you tell us to die?" Xuanyuan Yu glared at Huang Ziqi angrily, since this guy appeared, he has not had any good intentions.

"Almost, for the sake of peace in the Dragon Soul Continent, a few people must die. You are the best candidates, your cultivation and willpower are many times stronger than ordinary people, and only you can do it. Huang Ziqi said very seriously.

Xuanyuan Yu looked at Ling Yun and asked in a daze, "Hey, boss, you won't really agree to this bastard, will you?" ”

Ling Yun laughed, he stared at Huang Ziqi deadly, and said loudly: "Just like Yun Zhou said, the Heavenly Dao Academy is originally the source of justice in the world. For the sake of the Great Dao, it is to know that there is a boundless hell ahead, and what is there to fear. ”

Xuanyuan Yu spread his hands helplessly, shook his head and scolded: "Crazy, crazy, I want to go to death with you, an old madman, what is wrong with me, how can I meet a senior like you?"

Huang Ziqi smiled and stood up: "I won't let you go like this, the Tianchen Killer who fought with you before will also accompany you." They are all Feather People, and they are Silver Wing Emissaries, and they have a high status within the Feather Clan, and they will protect your safety. ”

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at Long Yunzhou indifferently: "There is one more thing, I want to invite your little brother to my house to sit as a guest." There are some things that I would love to say to him. ”