Taylang hurried back to the mansion to try to contact the eldest prince who was on his way.

He wants to report Dong Qingniu's disappearance to the past.

This hijacking incident is very unusual, since the other party can take the risk of sending a saint to arrest Dong Qingniu, he should know his identity, knowing that it will annoy the Pangu clan, and forcibly attack, there may be a deeper secret in this.

This is also the main reason why he let Hanzuo leave.

He's going to find out!

As soon as Tai Lang returned to the mansion, five giant Han people suddenly knelt in front of them, and roared in a trembling voice: "Fourth master, please surrender your guilt." ”

Taelang was irritable, and his face suddenly became ugly: "What's going on again?"

"The boy you let us guard...... He...... He escaped...... "The five giants were the giants guarding Tang Yan, and when Hanzuo broke through the barrier, Tang Yan suddenly attacked them hard, and then quickly evacuated.

Say it, shoot it, it's too sudden!

"When?"

"Just now, he seems to have a ......"

"Leave it alone, contact the eldest prince for me immediately. Tai Lang waved his hand to interrupt, he didn't have time to pay attention to Tang Yan's going or staying now, and walked quickly to the inner courtyard.

The five giants didn't dare to say more, and respectfully followed in.

To the west of White Deer City, hundreds of miles away, there is a vast mountain cluster that is like a dog's tooth staggered and undulating, called 'Dog's Tooth Mountain Cluster'.

There is no very high mountain here, but it has a long history, the undulating low mountains have ancient years, there are thousands of ancient trees and old trees that are more than thousands of years old here, there are no too strong demon beasts here, but the resources are very rich.

As far as the eye can see, it looks like a sea of green with undulating waves.

Endless green, misty white mist, flocks of fierce birds and spirit birds.

A scene of life and peace.

But in the depths of the mountains, thousands of falling, thousands of staggered, damp and dim, chaotic, a tropical rainforest wonder, more like the mystery of the primeval forest.

The day after the White Deer City Rebellion.

Hanzuo suddenly appeared in the Dogtooth Mountains, came from the sky, and rushed into the dense forest, he was like a black swordfish, and plunged headlong into the boundless ocean.

In order to get rid of the pursuit of Shirahoshi and Lu Hua, he deliberately rushed to the north, and then turned around in a big circle and arranged a large number of camouflage clues, and then turned around and headed west.

At this point, the confidence shook off the deer birch and the white star.

"Hmph, the old man has been in this world for more than 10,000 years, will you not know that you have a treasure to track? ”

Dry Left stopped in the deepest part of the Inuya Mountains, waiting for his team to come over and round.

As the most secretive killer of the Corpse Emperor Clan, he has carried out special missions for the Corpse Emperor and the clan all year round, and he has experienced countless things, and the information he controls is also extremely detailed.

I also have a little understanding of the two city lords of White Deer City, although it is not very comprehensive, but at least I know the little secret of the female city lord Lu Hua - tracking!

"Those cubs haven't been killed yet?" Dry Leaned on the trunk of the tree, he did not forget to move his body all the time, strengthen the coordination between consciousness and body, and better and more perfectly adapt to this body that has undergone 'big adjustments'.

Thinking back to the fight in White Deer City, he was quite satisfied with his watch.

His thousand-year-long confinement was not in vain.

Han Zuo was not in a hurry to return to the abyss, because he was sure that the corpse royal family would never destroy him, and he was sure of it. The ten golden ancient clans have survived to this day, and they have all been tempered thousands of times, which one has not experienced ten or eight times of the extinction crisis, and in the end, they have not all survived, otherwise it is impossible to call it the 'Supreme Bloodline'.

The Succubus Clan and the Stone Demon Clan can join forces to destroy the Corpse Emperor Clan?

Ridiculous!

Not to mention whether the Corpse Emperor Clan can resist it or not, even if it really encounters an accident, the Asura Clan, the Southeast Beast Mountain, and even the Seagod Clan sitting in the South China Sea will do their best to rescue them.

"Pei Shi'er, Dong Qingniu, not bad, hehe. ”

Han Zuo summoned two black coffins and smiled contentedly.

Counting the witch commandment book and Lu Liguo that have been shipped back, the harvest can be described as rich.

I believe that it won't be long before these four wizards from the Qitian Continent will become the most powerful generals under the command of Prince Hanchen and the first batch of slaves under his command.

"To be a slave of the prince, you have been blessed in your last life. Han Zuo leaned back between the roots of the tree, crossed Erlang's legs, and looked at the black coffin in front of him.

One imperial vein, three holy veins, and they have made great contributions.

It not only pleases the corpse emperor, but also wins the appreciation of the prince.

Maybe the Corpse Emperor will be happy and will give him that noble 'head' again.

Then after a hundred years of retreat, after reappearing, maybe you will be able to balance the drought tyrant!

"Hey, hey, haha, cool, cool. Lao Tzu has been holding back for a thousand years, and he can finally enjoy the task again. Han Zuo stretched his waist vigorously, laughing uncontrollably, the laughter was cold and hideous, echoing in the dark and damp dense forest, and the birds scattered in all directions.

This is a person with a wild nature in his bones, an evil and treacherous person, and the number one outlier among the many 10,000-year-old corpses of the Corpse Royal Family.

It is precisely because he is not like the ancient corpse that he can perform tasks instead of the Corpse Emperor Clan, become the strongest killer, and be relied on by the Corpse Emperor.

In fact, even within the Golden Ancient Clan, there are not many people who know that he has zài.

He is the left hand of the Emperor, the fangs of the Corpse Royal Family, controlling the most elite assassination force of the Corpse Royal Family, and knowing the secrets of all the secrets of the Corpse Royal Family.

"Shall I go back to the Abyss directly? Or will I go to the Succubus Clan for a few laps? If I want to play, I will play a big game, otherwise it will waste my brand new body and waste my thousand years of silence. ”

Han Zuo's cold little eyes rolled around, silently calculating his little abacus.

Suddenly, his gaze was fixed on the black coffin on the left, and looking at it, the corners of his shriveled mouth suddenly hooked up with a trace of yin evil arc.

With a snap of his fingertips, the lid of the coffin opened, and he fell head-on, slamming down between the roots of the tree, crumbling fine dust and debris.

The black coffin was pitch black, steaming with evil black gas, like a black hole, and it was impossible to see inside.

Han Zuo waved his hand casually, and the black qi gradually dissipated, revealing a vague figure inside.

It was a girl, standing quietly in the depths of the black coffin, like a sleeping beauty, silent.

The girl is tall, especially her legs, which are particularly slender and round, and very seductive.

Wrapped in a big red dress, it fits well, it is very elegant, but the neckline is open very low, revealing two touches of plumpness, which is very eye-catching in the dark.

The face is like a hibiscus, the eyebrows are like willows, the skin is like snow, and the lips are like cherries.

A black hair is sprinkled casually, and her bright red lips are slender and slightly pursed, what a beautiful woman.

This woman is the heir of the Tianquan Empire - Pei Shi'er.

Han Zuo looked fixedly, the arc of the yin evil at the corner of his mouth expanded at the corner of his mouth, and his cold little eyes looked her up and down, and a touch of evil thoughts grew in his heart, spreading to the blood all over his body, arousing layers of dry heat.

"Prince Hanchen doesn't seem to be a lover. ”

"Such a good product fell into his hands, except for the corpse spot, which is a refining corpse, eighty percent of it will not be used to enjoy it, it is too wasteful, it is a pity. ”

"This chick must be a chick. ”

"I've been holding back for a thousand years, why don't you take her for meat first?"

"Hehe, it's really handsome, look at Lao Tzu on fire. ”

Han Zuo's thin fingertips slowly hooked, and wisps of black corpse qi wrapped around Pei Shi'er, wanting to take her out of the black coffin, untie her clothes by the way, and get ready to enjoy this wonderful person alive.

But at this moment, a small laugh sounded, deep in the damp and dim dense forest.

The laughter is melodious and smart, like a soft cry of a lark, floating leisurely among the dense woodland.

"Huh?" sat up, pricking up his ears to listen to the sound.

"Giggle...... The light laughter of ...... clucking came and went, as if it happened in the mountains far away, but the sound was so unique and wonderful. Sweet but not greasy, smart but not delicate, delicate and delicate, it seems to have a little bit of intelligence.

If a woman's looks can intoxicate a man, sometimes her voice can also be admired.

This pure laughter is like a trickle of spring, which penetrates into people's hearts, and they can't help but be intoxicated, can't help but listen, and can't help but long.

But after a while, Han Zuo suddenly woke up, his face was suddenly gloomy, this laughter was strange, it sounded intoxicating at first glance, but if it was really intoxicated, I am afraid the end would not be too good.

"Is it an illusion? Han Zuo suddenly beckoned, and Pei Shi'er fell back to the black coffin and closed the coffin lid. He listened again with his ears pricked up for a moment, muttering, "Was it by chance?" or did it come at me?"

Cluck!

Qingling's laughter sounded again, clearly echoing in the mountains and forests.

One moment it felt far, far away, this moment suddenly it seemed to echo nearby, the next moment it felt like a beautiful sound, this moment it felt eerie and cold.

Hearing it makes people's hearts panic.

"It's really coming for me? Lao Tzu has been playing assassination all his life, and he is going to be calculated by others, who is so stupid? Dare to come and calculate Lao Tzu? Damn, tired of life?"

Hanzuo put away all the two coffins, put the war knife on his back and put on the mask.

Cluck!

The laughter is not endless, sometimes smart, sometimes gloomy, sometimes distant, sometimes close to the ear.

In this dim dense forest, in this chaotic environment, it is creepy and hairy.

"Isn't it interesting to pretend to be a ghost? Lao Tzu is standing here, come out to meet?" Han Zuo shouted lazily, more curious, without the slightest fear.

He is not only good at assassination, his real strength is strong enough to hold the three soldiers around the Corpse Emperor - Drought Battle, Drought Soldier, and Drought Guard.

He's been through a lot of things, and he doesn't care about this little thing.

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Passion is coming, the third and fourth are supposed to be continuous, and it is expected that before seven o'clock in the evening, the mice will try their best to advance, so stay tuned. In addition, we asked for flowers, and we were overtaken by more than two hundred.