Underworld!

A dark moon, hanging in the sky.

The mutilated moon emitted a hazy light, dispelling the darkness of the underworld.

The gust of yin wind was blowing slowly, the dark gray weeds on the ground were constantly swaying their waists, and heavy boots were trampling on the weeds, and a young man in inky black armor was striding forward.

He was handsome in appearance, with a golden line on his face, which not only did not affect his handsomeness, but made him look more bewitching and handsome.

Behind him, the blood-red cloak swayed in the wind, and beside him stood a series of generals and scribes, and in the distance were guards in armor and immovable.

Zhou Mao walked to the top of the mountain, and a strange stone in front of him was more than three feet high, which was highlighting on the top of the mountain, and black points of light appeared under his feet, like layers of stairs, and Zhou Mao walked on the strange stone in a few steps.

Standing on the strange rock, Zhou Mao looked down at the bottom of the mountain, and a large camp in the distance was clearly reflected in his eyes.

The camp was like a beast lying down, constantly devouring the yin qi of the four directions, and layers of mist were rising around the camp, obscuring any vision of the wait-and-see.

"Lord!"

"The rebels are camping here, and it seems that they want to seize the Yin Mountain here, and take the Xuanyin Mine in the Yin Mountain, so that they can use it to build weapons and armor," a middle-aged scribe said, holding out his hand to the rebels.

"Huaiyu, what do you think?" asked Zhou Mao instead of answering, and asked a silent man beside him.

"Master Hou has his own strategy in his heart, why do his subordinates need to say more," Wang Yuhua shook his head slowly, there were not many words at all, he just didn't want to say anything more.

"The resentment in Huaiyu's heart has not been alleviated yet," Zhou Mao looked at Wang Huaiyu, his eyes were full of oppression, and he said in a flat tone:

"Huaiyu must know that the grievances of the yang world, when we die, there is no longer anything to do with it,"

"Why should Master Hou deceive himself," Wang Huaiyu sneered, he looked at Zhou Mao in front of him, and said in an unceremonious tone:

"Hou Ye was originally the son-in-law of the Zhou family in Yecheng, born with the hidden dragon luck, for the hidden dragon of the Zhou family, it was Zhou Lang who played tricks, pretending to be a loyal minister and filial son to deceive the world, and the most important trick was to take the robbery, not only to seize the hidden dragon luck, but also to force Hou Ye to death,"

"If Master Hou can let go of his grievances, when Wang Huaiyu is a three-year-old child,"

"Presumptuous!" Someone immediately scolded, Zhou Mao waved his hand, and he stopped the crowd from attacking.

Zhou Mao's calm tone changed, but it still made people unable to hear the joyful and angry preaching: "Hate!"

"Ben Hou did not,"

"Ben Hou was born with the hidden dragon luck, you are the son of the Zhou family, the luck was taken away, and the body died, this is Ben Hou's skills are not as good as others, what is there to complain about. ”

"No matter in ancient times or today, how the world evolves, the winner is king, and the loser is the villain,"

"A win is a win, a defeat is a defeat,"

"For example, Huaiyu assisted Zhao Guangren, rose in Yandi, called Yan Guogong, and was finally defeated and died by the seventh brother of Benhou. ”

"Benhou Seventh Brother won in a dignified manner, why should Huaiyu be like that Zhao Guangren, repeatedly complaining about being that woman, such rats, still want to make a comeback in the Netherworld, and don't want to think about the underworld in charge of the Netherworld, and has its own underworld law, such as him, a loser in the battle for the dragon,"

"Either he was imprisoned in a certain layer of the eighteenth layer of hell, or he drank Meng Po soup to send him to reincarnation, then Zhao Guangren was just self-serving, and the killing he caused was not small, I am afraid that he will not be reincarnated and reincarnated, and he must be imprisoned in hell,"

"Huaiyu was also guilty, it was Ben Hou who saw the rebels rising around, and it was the time to use people to help Ben Hou pacify the rebels, and make meritorious contributions to atone for his crimes. ”

"Then thank you Master Hou," Wang Huaiyu's tone was neither humble nor arrogant, but it also showed lukewarmness, and he almost pointed at his nose and said he didn't appreciate Zhou Mao's actions.

"Huaiyu doesn't seem to have comprehended the meaning of Benhou,"

Zhou Mao patted Wang Huaiyu on the shoulder, he looked at the rebels in the distance, stretched out his hand and pointed at the rebels and said loudly: "These rebels used to be reincarnated for generations, each of them has their own story, and there is unwillingness in their hearts, either they have grievances or grievances,"

"Three years ago, there was a great chaos in the underworld, and many people who committed the most evil crimes escaped from hell and began to collude with the Quartet to incite this generation, so that the rebels rose in all directions, and it became a climate for a while, but the strength of the underworld is strong, and there is a heavenly court as the backing, and the rebels will be defeated. ”

"You say hate, Ben Hou doesn't hate, but Ben Hou is unwilling to be defeated by the hands of the seventh brother. ”

"Now Ben Hou is one step behind Seventh Brother, but it doesn't mean that Ben Hou will always lag behind,"

"Netherworld turmoil, this is the time when Ben Hou uses force, this rebel army is the food for Ben Hou's promotion, when one day, Ben Hou is in charge of Netherworld, he will enter the heavenly court from yin to yang, and the seventh brother will hunt in the heavenly court. ”

"Wouldn't it be sad that Huaiyu felt sorry for herself all day long?"

"Hou Ye Dazhi," Wang Huaiyu was no longer calm, he showed a moving face, and opened his mouth to praise the sermon.

"If you want to take charge of the Netherworld, there are rebels in front of you, it is the time when Benhou rises, and the Seventh Brother of the Yang World will unify the north and have a great impact on the Netherworld, this is the best time,"

"Ben Hou's subordinates lack talents, and it is the need for Wang Zuozhi like Huaiyu to assist,"

"Please also ask Huaiyu to help Ben Hou and complete this great cause together," Zhou Mao said in a solemn tone.

"This," Wang Huaiyu couldn't help but hesitate, his face showed a struggling look, although his heart was moved, but he still lacked a trace of fire.

"Doesn't Huaiyu want to defeat Seventh Brother once!" Zhou Mao's words sounded again, and his strong luck was already like Mount Tai pressing down, pressing down on Wang Huaiyu.

Wang Huaiyu's upright luck could no longer bear it, and he was crushed in an instant.

Wang Huaiyu sighed, and he said gratefully: "Hou Ye's words are like nine days of thunder that woke Huaiyu up,"

"Since you are unwilling in your heart, then fight again in the next day and defeat the King of Wei with dignity!"

"Minister Wang Huaiyu, meet the lord!" Wang Huaiyu tidied up his clothes, and he bowed solemnly to Zhou Mao.

"Benhou has Huaiyu to help him like a fish in water, and it is not a problem to make contributions," Zhou Mao did not hesitate to praise himself, and he praised it again and again, but he sighed in his heart.

can subdue Wang Huaiyu, the yang world he relies on is very great, otherwise just with his personality, how can he subdue Wang Huaiyu and Wang Zuozhi.

He was limited to sighing, and his fighting spirit was not lost, even if Zhou Lang was the king, he had already unified the north, and his momentum was huge enough to affect the netherworld.

But he is not half decadent, he is now a small tree growing next to Zhou Lang's big tree, and he wants Zhou Lang to shelter him from the wind and rain.

But one day, he will also be able to grow into a towering tree, which in turn will shelter him from the wind and rain and shelter the other party.

In this regard, Zhou Mao always firmly believes that he will be able to say goodbye to Zhou Lang again. ()

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