Chapter 82: The King of Ten Thousand Mountains
Ten Thousand Demon City, Demon Emperor Palace. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Today's Golden Hall of the Demon Emperor Palace was already crowded with a large group of people who were pressed by the black press, and at this moment, even His Majesty the Demon Emperor had to walk down from the dragon chair and jade steps, and found a place to sit down in the hall at will.
The hall is noisy, people gather together in twos and twos to talk to each other, look at the atmosphere, but it seems a little weird, there is no argument and distress in the past, today's Demon Emperor Palace, there is a trace of ...... everywhere Excited? Or excited?
"Brother Taiyi, how sure are you, when will this seal be opened...... Brother, I'm in a hurry!"
Brother Taiyi, so calling His Majesty the Demon Emperor's name, as soon as these words came out, the hall instantly quieted down, and everyone, including His Majesty the Demon Emperor, looked at His Majesty the Demon Emperor in unison, where a middle-aged man with red hair and beard was gulping wine, occasionally raising his eyes, anyone who was swept by his sharp gaze couldn't help but bow his head, except for the Demon Emperor Hao Taiyi, no one in the hall at this moment dared to look at him......
Whenever the red-haired middle-aged wine glass is empty, Tong Yushan shakes the two pigtails behind his head, pours the man full of wine with a flattering face, and pat a few sycophants from time to time, but no one dares to laugh.
Tong Yushan's performance, everyone took it for granted, the Demon Emperor left the dragon chair and sat opposite the person, everyone also took it for granted, although the person looked a little rougher and described a little sloppy, but in the entire hall, no one dared to show a little disrespect to him, including several old priests of the state religion, who were also well-behaved like something at this time.
There is no way, this person is very old, Tong Yushan calls him uncle.
Well, except for Tong Yushan, the Eastern Continent nobles present are used to calling this person's title, which is very simple and appropriate.
"Badao!" "Hehe, Badao Wu Yan!
"Well, don't you say I won't say hello, don't stare at me, you think I want to come to your place, this bird wine, like cat urine, is it drunk by the gentlemen?"
Seeing that Hao Taiyi was silent, the red-haired man waved his hand angrily, that look, that demeanor, not to mention, he is really Tong Yushan's uncle!
"Niang Xipi, the blissful girl deceived the old man again, what did you say Yi'er won the first place in this trial, how can it be, it's obviously Liu Chen, where did Liu Chen come from?" shook off the wine handed by Tong Yushan, and the red-haired middle-aged man stood up suddenly, with a height of more than nine feet, and under the full momentum, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly dropped to the most freezing point.
The voice, like a Hong Zhong, shook the people in the hall for a while, seeing that his uncle was angry, Tong Yushan couldn't care about the wine on his head and face, he licked his face and leaned over and smiled: "Back to my aunt's words, Yi'er has changed his name, Liu Chen is him, he is Liu Chen!"
"Did Lao Tzu ask you?" a thud kicked the boy Yushan, and the red-haired man walked to the center of the hall and came to the state priests.
Step by step, step after step, Wu Yan paced back and forth, the golden hall was silent, the leading state priest was already sweating profusely under his gaze, Tong Yushan's lesson was close at hand, as a direct junior, no one laughed at being kicked in all directions, but if he opened his mouth indiscriminately, he was beaten up by the old madman for no reason, and the old face of the state religion was about to be lost!
"Yo, Wen Renyu, your special mother's long ability, right, Lao Tzu has stood here for so long, you are a fart when Lao Tzu is!"
"Uncle Wu...... You ......"
"What are you, Lao Tzu asked you, are you Lao Tzu or am I Lao Tzu, stand up and slip away!"
"Hey!" The old priest was pale and knee-propped up, and was about to get up slowly, but Wu Yan snorted angrily and scolded: "I said Wen Renyu, you are more than forty years younger than me, why don't you even have the strength to stand up? What do you eat every day? Didn't he give you food when he heard the torch? People who don't know still think you are my grandfather! Damn!"
Wen Renyu, who had been in front of Ji Wanzhu before, faced Wu Yan at this moment, but he could only cry with a sad face, this is not a stand, nor is he sitting, he is trembling and half-squatting, looking at Wu Yan pitifully, he almost cried.
"Sit down, sit down, sit down!" He waved his hand impatiently at Wen Renyu, Wu Yan turned around, and walked to his table.
"Daddy, drink! ”
"Daddy, eat meat! ”
"Auntie, nephew fanned you!"
The hall was a little dull, and after Wen Renyu sat down, everyone really didn't dare to be more atmospheric this time. When the needle dropped, everyone could only hear Tong Yushan's shameless voice......
"First place, Liu Chen. Second place, Wu Tong. Third place, Wen Renhao. Fourth place, asceticism, fifth place, Uncle Ban Zi Ming ......"
Looking up at the projection above the main hall, Wu Yan lazily chanted according to the name, and suddenly, he turned his head, looked at Mo Wushuang in the corner from a distance and laughed: "Wushuang, this uncle is obviously your nephew, not bad, not bad, like you, promising!"
"Uncle Xie praises, Ziming is just luck, luck!"
"Hmph!" Seeing Mo Wushuang smiling a little helplessly, Wu Yan was suddenly unhappy, and after his face turned cold, he raised his hand and pointed at Mo Wushuang and said, "Heh, you stinky boy, you are fake polite with Lao Tzu, right?"
"Little nephew don't dare, Uncle Shi, you really misunderstood!"
"Don't dare?" Wu Yan sneered, and he didn't know what he remembered, his face began to be a little angry and said: "You are the same as your father, you think that if you read a few more books, you can drag it like twenty-five or eighty-thousand, hypocrite!"
"Uh......"
"And you, Liu Shayun!"
"What does Uncle Shi have to say?" Liu Shayun sighed secretly in his heart, but his face did not show the slightest expression, and he still said without humility or arrogance: "Shayun listens to Uncle Shi's teachings......"
"Well, that's right, you're better than your father!" Wu Yan was very satisfied with Liu Shayun's attitude, and couldn't help laughing heartily: "Liu family, just study more, don't learn from your father, he is one two hundred and five! We are all Sven people, why do we always have to fight and kill at every turn, not to mention hurting the feelings of brothers, if we hit a child, how bad it is, if you break the flowers and plants, it doesn't look beautiful! Brother Shan, do you say no?"
"Enough!" Before Liu Shayun could speak, Hao Taiyi, who had been sitting silently, stood up abruptly, staring at the sky outside the hall, for a long time, he stretched out his hand, stopped Wu Yan's words and said: "It's the sea breeze, the wind is coming from the south!"
"The wind rises in the South Seas, the king of ten thousand mountains?" Wu Yan's face also became solemn, and he stood up again, he glanced at Hao Taiyi with a sneer, and immediately turned into a streamer, and disappeared into the main hall in the blink of an eye.
"Whew!" Before everyone had time to breathe a sigh of relief, the fiery red streamer appeared in the hall again, Wu Yan appeared, glanced left and right at the nervous crowd around him, and after snorting lightly, he came to Ji Wanzhu, who had a sad face, and looked at it carefully, until the heart of Lord Yue Guogong was raised to his throat, and he said softly: "I almost forgot, your aunt asked you to go to Snow Fox City to meet her!"
"Whoosh!" The streamer rose again, and Wu Yan disappeared...... (To be continued.) )