When the grandfather and grandson were talking like this, Bai Ying had already woken up, and her feelings had calmed down a lot at this time, but the tears in the corners of her eyes had never disappeared, and a pair of eyes that should have been clear and bright had become a little hollow.

The faint sound of sobbing made the Demon Emperor even more silent, he knew his daughter's character, and sometimes, a silent broad shoulder was far more effective than a pale and feeble comfort. The white warbler lay on his shoulder and muttered, "I want to accept the inheritance of my ancestors...... I'm going to be even more powerful, even better than my husband. ”

Her voice was very small, but the Demon Emperor heard it very clearly, the ancestor who left the inheritance was naturally Emperor Yan, and the Bai clan had never appeared in the past ten thousand years who could control the fire of the emperor, until now, this girl's long journey that was similar to nonsense really made her meet a nobleman, and helped her complete what her ancestors had not done for generations. The significance of this to the demon clan is self-evident, a person who has mastered the emperor's fire is not terrible, what is terrible is that once this person inherits the mantle of Emperor Yan, it will be the carp leaping dragon gate. At the beginning, Zilu did not hesitate to go crazy and wanted to kill Bai Ying, because he was afraid that she would return to the clan to accept the inheritance of Emperor Yan, so that the entire demon clan would continue to grow and eventually threaten the church and even the human race.

When the news was first transmitted back to the Demon Domain, the Demon Emperor and his wife even opened a ceremony to worship their ancestors, thus sending down the gospel and causing the entire Natural Disaster Forest to rejoice for seven days and seven nights. But Bai Changkong must not be happy at this time, after Bai Ying accepts the inheritance of Emperor Yan, his cultivation strength will definitely improve by leaps and bounds, = in the end, his fate will be like that Zhang family boy, and he has to go to the battlefield, which is definitely not what a man who is a father wants to see.

As long as it takes a hundred years, give me another hundred years of time for the demon clan, and I will definitely help the girl become the second Yan Emperor.

Bai Changkong sighed slightly, and had to sigh that creation made people. And the kid who pushed everything in extreme directions. Now it's good, and I've been lying down in the coffin for a hundred years.

The bigwigs on the mountain finally walked into the holy palace to discuss the affairs of the alliance, and Shushan must also make an explanation for this matter, and the first thing to do is to announce the list of dead people in the competition. As soon as this list was announced, it exploded like a bombshell in the crowd, and the students who had taken refuge in the Demon Sealing Array in advance or the consuls of various family sects were when they got the list. No angry roars, the crying is simply deafening.

When the Du brothers and sisters who were rescued by their master from the world of books and tombs saw the word Chu Ge at the top of the list, their bodies were as stiff as if they had been struck by lightning, and the two of them turned pale, and Du Maomao immediately sat down.

The cry pierced through the crowd to the top of the holy mountain, in front of the Qingyun Stone Monument, the master was standing with his hands in his hands, and behind him a man in a black robe. The old man with white hair also stood respectfully, and in front of the master, everyone in the world could only hold himself as a junior.

Regarding the details of the alliance treaty, the master hated this kind of troublesome matter the most, so he handed the matter to the sage to discuss, and Guo Fengqiu, who was one of the deans of Shushan, should have also participated in this matter to provide some ideas, but he did not expect to be left alone by the master.

"Autumn ...... When I first saw you more than 200 years ago, you must have been seven years old. I snatched you of a string of rock sugar gourds, and you chased after me and ripped off a handful of my beard. ”

The Master did not look back. There was a faint smile in the words, and I couldn't hear any other feelings. Guo Fengqiu thought a lot, but he didn't expect the old man to leave him behind, and the first sentence he said was like this, his face was complicated and uncertain. In the end, he didn't answer.

The autumn wind was cold, and it sent chills down the back of the spine, but what was even colder than it was the atmosphere of the scene, and the general silence was enough to suffocate people. The old man standing on the top of the cliff is the tallest giant in the world, you can imagine. Once he fell silent, what a terrible pressure it would exude.

In fact, the master did not exude his coercion, he was like an old farmer sitting on the ridge of the field to rest, and he couldn't find anything special, but Rao was so, this master who had lived for more than two hundred years and condensed the Xingdan still couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

After a long time, the old man let out a long sigh: "Do you hear me? These cries ...... voices?"

The holy mountain was ten thousand feet high, but those mournful cries still pierced through the clouds and finally landed on the top of this mountain. This sentence has been said obviously, if Guo Fengqiu can't understand the meaning anymore, then all these years will be in vain. After the matter was revealed, his mood was much lighter, the cold sweat on his forehead had disappeared, and the corners of his mouth showed a miserable smile.

"Why?"

The master turned around, looked at the junior he had pointed out beforehand, thought of some of the words his father had said before his soul returned to the starry sky, and then thought of the things he was helping the demon to do now, even this old man could not calm his mind.

"Haha...... Why? You actually ask me why? Zhu Zhongyou is the same age as me, in terms of means, qualifications, and cultivation strength, how can he be as good as me? Why can he be in charge of Shushan, and I can only be a small dean? You sue me, what is this?"

"You ask me if I can hear the cries of these people? Then can you hear the cries of Guo Huai's child? His star mansion was broken, and I took him to the holy mountain to ask for help, isn't it just to damage the cultivation of five hundred years? What is it to her old witch, but she just coldly left a sentence and waited for the master to come back, so she didn't care about that child, our Guo family has worked hard for generations, how much has we paid to protect this broken mountain, is it not as good as her five hundred years of cultivation?"

Guo Fengqiu's face was hideous, and a pair of eyes that were not yet cloudy were bloodshot, looking like a fierce beast that had been angry for a long time.

After hearing this, the master finally knew why Guo Fengqiu wanted to help that inner demon enter the book mountain, power, hatred, maybe he didn't notice it until now, when he gave birth to these negative feelings, from the moment he came into contact with the inner demon, it was infinitely magnified.

As for the person in charge of Shushan is Zhu Zhongyou and not him, the master doesn't want to explain anymore, the state of mind determines a person's fate, he doesn't have the ability to see through people's hearts, but he knows what kind of person should do something, Shushan can't stand the toss, and there is no more suitable person than Zhu Zhongyou to be in charge of such a pedantic person.

And Guo Huai's problem, he knew it from Ye Ling'er after he came back, Guo Fengqiu only knew that the saint was unwilling to make a move, but how did he know that this saint was not once the princess of the dragon clan, if she made a move, the violent Xingyuan plus the dragon's breath would probably directly kill the child.

The master looked at him coldly and said, "I will take action to repair Guo Huai's life, but those people below are now asking Shushan to give an explanation." ”

Guo Fengqiu closed his eyes tightly when he heard this, and a miserable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then after a deafening sound, the clouds scattered in all directions to reveal the gorgeous morning sun, and a bloody rain fell on the book mountain. (To be continued......) R1292