Hearing Yin Bingxin mention those "senior brothers" who were already in the position of elders, Mo Lengyan also fell into deep thought: "Then again, should we inform a few senior brothers of Master's whereabouts?"

This question sounded important, but after Mo Lengyan's words, he did not continue. After all, in the eyes of the two, this is not the primary problem, but the upcoming "guest" needs them to have a headache.

If there is no accident, the strength shown by the sea of blood for days has already alarmed the powerful person behind the underworld. If there are no accidents, the envoys of the other side will soon arrive and negotiate with the sea of blood - naturally, it can also be called suppression.

"Senior brother," Yin Bingxin showed a rare mischievous look, "We can still ignore a few senior brothers, but if that person sends a messenger to come, then everything will be done to you." ”

Speaking like this, with such a look, Mo Lengyan suddenly rolled his eyes, but it is true that compared to Yin Bingxin, who is in charge of spying on intelligence, he is indeed better at meeting the powerful left and right.

"Report!" a member of the Rainstorm Hall appeared at the right time, "The envoy of Prime Minister Yang Guozhong has been found in the east outside Luoyang City!"

When Yang Guozhong, the prime minister of the dynasty, the cousin of Xuanzong's favorite concubine Yang Yuhuan, and the real behind-the-scenes ruler of the underworld, after hearing about the strength of the blood sea, he really sent an envoy to negotiate. This was a matter of course, but to Mo Lengyan and Yin Bingxin's expectations, the speed at which this envoy arrived was really a bit too fast, after all, the conflict between the Blood Sea and the Netherworld was only a matter of the first two days, and Yang Guozhong's envoy actually came so quickly, even Yin Bingxin was a little stunned.

"Could it be that Yang Guozhong is near Luoyang?" Yin Bingxin's mouth opened slightly, obviously the sudden appearance of this messenger made her look a little overwhelmed.

Mo Lengyan angrily threw out another roll of his eyes at Yin Bingxin: "Crow's mouth, what do you say." ”

Yin Bingxin was also a little embarrassed, so she had to play a haha, and rarely showed a "little junior sister" posture: "Coincidence, this is pure coincidence." ”

"I just hope there won't be any more coincidences. Mo Lengyan rubbed his temples and said helplessly.

"Report!" another member of the Rainstorm Hall arrived, "At the south gate of Luoyang, a group of people appeared, suspected to be the messenger of An Lushan!"

An Lushan, who is also the envoy of the three towns and festivals, and at the same time leads the Pinglu, Hebei transfer envoys, Guannei Du Branch, Yingtian, and interview and disposal envoys, is also a person with the power in the world, and the powerful people behind Qixia Fort, who also sent envoys at this time. Hearing this news, the two hall masters were stunned for a moment, and then, Yin Bingxin had already put on a look that he had nothing to do with himself, and a sentence was clearly written on his face: "It's not me who is causing trouble this time." ”

And the real "crow's mouth", the expression on his face was bitter, and there was even a faint feeling of numbness in the scalp, and he stammered and asked himself: "Could it be that the crow's mouth can also be contagious?"

As soon as these words came out, they finally provoked Yin Bingxin's eyes.

But instead of continuing the conversation, the two managers were enveloped by an inexplicable surprise, and after glancing at each other in disbelief, their faces were full of doubt: when will they re-engage in this casual tone of conversation?

They have known each other for many years, and their relationship with each other is not even shallow, but this kind of relaxed way of talking seems to have not appeared for a long time.

"Ahem," Qiang Jie mentally coughed, and Mo Lengyan said a little unnaturally, "It seems that we need to prepare to deal with the envoys of these two powerful people." ”

Yin Bingxin had a difficult face: "If they visit, how should we deal with it?"

This is indeed a difficult problem, at the very least, the current Blood Sea Mansion lacks a place to receive distinguished guests. After all, after yesterday's four origins raging, most of the living room has now been destroyed. Moreover, the emperor of the gods and demons was meditating there at this time, and he had not yet woken up. Now, the place that was originally the living room has been covered by the coercion that these two emperors involuntarily leaked out, and even the two hall masters at this time did not dare to approach rashly.

Such a murderous place should also be used to receive powerful envoys?

Just when they were hesitating, another member of the Rainstorm Hall arrived: "Yang Guozhong and An Lushan's envoys have entered Luoyang City, and the route they took is where the mansion is located. ”

The third news is also the news that Mo Lengyan doesn't want to hear.

The envoys of these two powerful people did not go to inspect their respective subordinate forces first, but they had to go here first.

Mo Lengyan rubbed his temples vigorously: "The soldiers are coming to block?"

"Water comes to cover the earth. Yin Bingxin looked up at the sky and tried his best to remain calm.

It's just that the tone of the two hall masters showed a bit of helplessness.

"Report!"

At this time, the members of the Rainstorm Hall arrived and made a fourth report to Mo Lengyan and Yin Bingxin.

"The envoy of the palace of power has arrived at the west gate of Luoyang!"

The House of Power?

The two hall masters glanced at each other, as if they had finally seen a glimmer of hope.

Not much.

Mo Lengyan and Yin Bingxin stood solemnly outside the main gate of the Blood Sea Mansion, waiting for the arrival of the "distinguished guest".

As if there had been a tacit understanding, Yang Guozhong and An Lushan's envoys appeared in the sight of the two hall masters almost at the same time. From a distance, the two sides go hand in hand, but also have their own momentum.

Yang Guozhong's envoy hid in a four-carried sedan chair, followed by more than a dozen guards, showing a bit of civil official demeanor, but also made Yin Bingxin pouted disdainfully, and commented: "It is worthy of being a person in the court, it is really pedantic enough, this kind of battle, anyone in the Rainstorm Hall can easily take his life." ”

In comparison, there were only two envoys sent by An Lushan, but they came on a high-headed horse. The first person, who looked to be just over fifty, was wrapped in a layer of armor all over his body, and his whole body showed the aura of an iron-blooded soldier.

Mo Lengyan's face was full of playfulness: "Pinglu soldiers and horses envoy Shi Siming, An Lushan actually sent his left and right men over, it seems that he cares about our sudden strength." ”

Yin Bingxin still looked at Yang Guozhong's exerciser, and seemed to be smiling: "I don't know what kind of big man the envoy sent by Yang Guozhong will be?"

Just when Mo Lengyan and Yin Bingxin were pondering, Shi Siming had already come to them. I saw that the veteran of the battlefield jumped off the horse, and hugged his fists at Mo Lengyan and Yin Bingxin: "No, Shi Siming, disturb the two hall masters." ”

"Hehe, to welcome a distinguished guest like General Siming, the sea of blood is flattered. Mo Lengyan and Yin Bingxin's faces remained unchanged, and they returned the salute with their fists.

At this time, Yang Guozhong's envoy had also approached, only to hear a yin and yang strange voice coming from the sedan chair: "General Siming quite understands these etiquettes of the rivers and lakes, unlike this official, and is still thinking about what kind of words to use to talk to the heroes of the blood sea." ”

I saw that the curtain of the sedan chair was opened, and a civil official with a full face walked out of the sedan chair, the disdain on his face was not concealed, and I don't know whether he was dissatisfied with Shi Siming, or displeased with the thoughtful hospitality etiquette of the sea of blood.

Mo Lengyan immediately stepped forward and asked, "I don't know what this adult is called?"