"My people can't be caught in vain, which of you is called Hanhai, I heard that you seem to have done something with him, so start with you, do you break this arm yourself or will I break it for you?" The Emperor looked past Ji Yan to the six people behind him.

"Shentu Yuanhua, let me tell you, don't deceive people too much!" A powerful coercion erupted around Ji Yan's body and smashed towards the emperor.

The emperor raised his hand and waved it lightly, and the seemingly earth-destroying coercion dissipated instantly.

There was silence at the scene, especially the two vice presidents and the four Heavenly Kings of the Cult Society, who felt like they had fallen into an ice cellar.

"It's almost the New Year, and Benjun doesn't want to waste time with you and hand over Benjun's people."

Ji Yan's brows furrowed into a Sichuan character, this Shentu Yuanhua came strongly, and directly overwhelmed the seven of them.

"Go and bring someone, and then you won't have to come." Ji Yan waved his hand.

The six of them withdrew from the main hall with relief, and after a while, an old man covered in blood was brought over by them, put down the old man, and the six of them hurriedly ran away.

Looking at Wei Zhengyang, who fell to the ground and fell unconscious, the emperor's eyes were a little cold.

"You know he's my person, but you still hurt him like this?" The Emperor's voice was even colder, colder than the winter temperature outside.

"Shentu Yuanhua, put away your emperor's face, I don't like it." Ji Yan still frowned and said.

"You don't like it? Do you know that I don't like people threatening me with people around me? The emperor slowly walked forward until he stood face to face with Ji Yan.

"So what? I caught the person back, I can do whatever I want, I didn't use him to test the poison, I'm already very merciful! Ji Yan raised his head and retorted.

"I came today for two things, the first is to bring my people back, and the second is to bring you something." The Emperor bypassed the Gilt and walked towards his skull throne.

Ji Yan slowly turned around, looking at the emperor with his back to him, and the hand in the black robe slowly clenched into a fist.

The Emperor walked up to the Throne of Skeletons, looked at the strangely shaped chair, frowned, and turned to sit down.

"Aren't you a bit of a deception?" Ji Ren shouted angrily.

"What? After so many years of old friends, you will be unhappy if I sit in your place? The emperor said with a smile.

"Could it be that I can also go to the Imperial City to sit in your place?" Ji Ren replied with a sneer.

"Of course, you can sit as long as you dare." The emperor patted the handle of the skeleton and said.

"Are you okay?" Ji Yan asked more and more impatiently.

"Didn't you say that? Taking Wei Zhengyang away is the first thing, and the second thing is to send you the same thing. The emperor smiled and waved his hand, and a black streamer flew towards Ji Yan.

Ji Yan raised his hand and grabbed the thing, it was a wine gourd.

Confused, he pulled the cork away, and suddenly a familiar aroma of wine wafted out.

"He, he's still alive?" Ji Yan's voice was a little choked.

"Listen to his apprentice, he is still alive." The emperor turned his hand again, took out a wine gourd, and drank it with his head up.

"It's a pity, there's no going back." Ji Ren took a sip of wine with self-deprecation, and the familiar and unfamiliar wine made him feel very emotional.

"Drink a pot with you, and when we meet again, we may be enemies." The emperor walked down the high platform and came to Ji Yan and said.

"Haven't we been enemies for a long time? Haven't we been enemies since you broke through to the Emperor? Isn't that what the guy said? Ji complained and drank alone.

"We had the best relationship back then, and I wanted to ask you to stay with me, but you came here to make some kind of cult." The emperor said angrily.

"I have my own goals, you don't understand." Ji Ren replied angrily.

"Good! You have your goal, I don't interfere with you, but you better be careful, if you get into trouble one day, I'll kill you. The emperor said, with a wave of his sleeves, a wave of true qi rolled up the unconscious Wei Zhengyang on the ground, and the two disappeared directly into the main hall.

Ji Yan looked at the empty hall, and sat on the ground with a wry smile, supporting the ground with one hand, and pouring wine into his mouth with a wine gourd in the other.

The drink ran down his chin and soaked his clothes, and he didn't care.

After drinking a full sip, Ji Yan shook the wine gourd that still had half of it, and carefully buttoned the pot stopper.

"When I have gathered the Ten True Qi, it will be when I step into the Emperor, and at that time, I will tell you my intention to create the Cult Hidden Society." Ji resentment seems to be talking to himself, and it seems to be telling the emperor.

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On the wide official road, four horse-drawn carriages were moving slowly.

"It's all your fault, Dowling, you can still miscalculate the time when you go back to your home, it's really enough!" Quit sighed and complained.

Here's the thing, everyone passed by a small town, and the three girls wanted to go to the town to find a hotel to take a shower and change clothes, but they were rejected because the time was too urgent.

But after leaving the town, Dowling suddenly remembered that he had seen the city and entered the city and the village all the way from Wuji Peak to the imperial capital, and he had traveled all the way to buy and buy, and if he threw these away, he would actually be able to go back in half a month.

After quitting drinking, he went straight to a frenzy, and this group of people desperately rushed to sleep in style, all of them were misled by Dowling.

"I'm sorry, I'm also leading the way for the first time, I'm inexperienced, blame me, blame me, the next county, how about we go in and rest?" Dowling said guiltily.

Taishi Xingwei, who was sitting in the carriage, smiled and stretched out his hand and knocked on Dowling's head.

At three o'clock in the morning, everyone stopped by a small stream to rest, which was very clear, so the three girls proposed to take a bath.

It's hard for everyone to say anything about this kind of thing, after all, it's natural for girls to love cleanliness, so they let the three of them go.

"What's going to eat at noon today?" Qin An stretched his waist and walked over, sitting in the carriage every day, he felt that he was about to be torn apart.

"Let's eat grilled fish or barbecue." Dowling looked around and said.

"Brother Dao, let's stop baking, it's been baked all the way, and it's a little indigestible." Ink Dye also followed.

"Then tell me what to eat." Dowling asked, scratching his head.

In fact, he is a little poor now, and without the stove, he feels that he can't play one-tenth of his cooking skills.

Taishi Xingwei leaned over and said: "A cook, as long as there is a knife and fire, there is a kitchen."

I remember there was a Chef God Competition, which was to put a group of famous chefs from all over the world into a deep mountain and old forest, and did not give them any spices, and the task of the competition was to rely on the natural stone brought by nature to make a meal.

Some chefs have never been exposed to this situation, and they don't even know how to get the ingredients, and how to add saltiness to the dishes in addition to sea salt. ”

After a pause, Tai Shixing continued: "You go around and take a look, isn't there a forest over there, you go and take a look, and make a table of food from local materials." ”