At this time.

The Yin Yang Ancestor and the Waste Prince perfectly missed the second wave of the military situation in the Wasteland.

The people of the Imperial City Division did not find any trace of them.

It's a hot and dry day in June.

However, the mountain wind in Huangzhou blows on people, but it carries a trace of coolness.

In the wind, there is an endless smell of blood.

Among them, the smell of rotting meat and bones is even more choking, which makes people smell it!

The waste prince's nose wrinkled: "This wasteland is really a place of extreme ferocity, and even the smell is so bad!"

"Shut up!"

The Yin Yang Ancestor's eyes burst with light, and the long horse's face was full of displeasure, sniffing the strange smell and scolding: "This was once a battlefield, and many people died!"

The waste prince's neck shrunk, and he pointed weakly to the front: "Ancestor, there is a huge Jingguan in front, all of which are densely packed with human heads, white and misty, and it looks terrifying!"

"Oh?"

Yin Yang Ancestor narrowed his eyes, looked at the vague huge Jingguan in front of him, and said with a complicated expression: "I've been in the underground palace for a long time, and my eyes are getting worse and worse!"

"If you look a little farther away, you won't be able to see clearly!"

"The heads of the people who want to come to the Jingguan are all Huangzhou people who have their heads cut off by the Sky Wolf Cavalry!"

"These wolf cavalry are really brutal!"

"Boom"

When the waste prince thought that Summer's head might be in this pile of heads, he couldn't help but laugh fiercely: "Stinky Lao Jiu, I'm dead after all!"

Yin Yang Ancestor raised the cane in his hand and pulled it over: "Who did you learn this laughter from?"

"Is it with the Heavenly Wolf National Master Ouyang Poison?"

"No wonder you're deposed!"

"It's really no one!"

"Bang Bang Bang"

The Teng staff of the Yin Yang Ancestor whipped wildly on the waste prince three times, and his hand was very heavy, almost paralyzing the waste prince to the ground.

"Woo woo"

The waste prince fell to the ground in pain, hugged the thighs of the Yin and Yang Ancestor and cried: "Ancestor, don't fight! The reason why I was deposed is to blame that damn stinky old nine, not only can he not kill him, but he also specializes in this prince!"

"Prince Ben knows it's wrong!"

Yin Yang Ancestor said coldly: "You have been driven out of the East Palace, you are the abolished prince!"

The waste prince wiped a handful of snot on the leg of the Yin Yang Ancestor, and cried hopefully: "Since the ancestor rescued me from the underground palace, he just wants to help me, right?"

"Hey"

The Yin Yang Ancestor sighed faintly, lifted the corner of his robe that was wiped with snot, wiped it on the waste prince with his backhand, and said with a disgusted face: "You really can't support the wall with mud!"

"I heard that when you are frightened, you can't help but pee?"

When the waste prince heard this, he was even more sad from his heart: "Ancestor! That stinky old nine came back to life in the snow, this is because he was scared out of his trouble!"

The Yin Yang Ancestor narrowed his nearsighted eyes and muttered, "Resurrection from the dead?"

"Interesting!"

"One yin and one yang is the way!"

"Can anger and death be transformed into each other?"

The Yin Yang Ancestor pulled his thoughts back and asked: "It's just a pity that the King of Huangzhou has died in Huangzhou, otherwise, this Old Ancestor can borrow his body to study the Yin Yang Dao!"

The waste prince suppressed his cry: "Old Ancestor, the stinky old nine is dead, it is estimated that he can't even find a complete body, your Yin Yang Dao, he can't help you!"

"However, if the ancestor helps the prince to make a comeback and re-enter the East Palace, in the future, I will sit on the dragon chair and establish the Yin and Yang School as the national religion of Great Xia, and respect you as the first of the hundred schools, you are the national teacher of Great Xia. ”

The abolished prince is unwilling to offer conditions!

"Hahaha"

Yin Yang Ancestor laughed heroically and said, "Very good!"

"This ancestor promised you!"

The waste prince was overjoyed, got up, and wiped away the tears on his face: "Ancestor, really?"

Yin Yang Ancestor said seriously: "Of course it's true. ”

"Your father asked me to take you out, just to let this ancestor temper you!"

"Although you have a ruthless heart, your heart is too fragile, and if you don't experience a little setback, you will never be able to gather the emperor's spirit!"

The waste prince regained a little confidence: "Ancestor, what is the emperor's qi?"

Yin Yang Ancestor smiled mysteriously: "This thing is mysterious and mysterious, when you meet some people, you will know what the emperor's qi is?"

"Now, you go to the pile of heads and look for the heads of the Nine Emperor Princes to see if they are in this pile?"

"Do you recognize it?"

The waste prince gritted his teeth and said: "Ancestor, don't worry, even if the stinky old nine turns to ashes, this prince will recognize it!"

"Hmph"

The waste prince rushed to the front of Jingguan with a feeling of revenge, looking at the huge head mountain, he couldn't help but feel a little scared, and a burst of urine came to his head again.

However, he held back!

Now, the Yin and Yang Ancestor is the one who helped him rise, and he must not lose face in front of him!

But, what is the white powder on the heads of these people?

It's lime!

However, the abolished prince doesn't know it!

Lime, which can be antiseptic and preserve human heads, is the best material.

He fixed his eyes on the evil nature of those white powders, and even dyed the black hair of the people of Huangzhou into silver hair!

Wrong!

How can white powder dye a person's hair silver?

The waste prince endured his nausea, stretched out his hand, and wiped the white powder off the skull, damn it, it wasn't black!

It's silver.

The face of the waste prince changed!

These people have silver hair, which means that they are not from Great Xia, and they are not from Huangzhou!

It's a werewolf!

His heart trembled, he slowly raised his head, looked at the endless human head, and a question kept jumping in his mind: "Why is it the Jingguan made of the head of the werewolf?"

Don't?

Could it be?

The Celestial Wolf was defeated?

Therefore, the Sky Wolf Cavalry was beheaded and built into Jingguan, and was barried here by the Huangzhou army to show victory and military might?

The waste prince asked these heads in a complicated mood: "What about the stinky old nine?"

"He's not dead, is he?"

Seeing that the waste prince was stunned in front of the stinking Jingguan, the Yin Yang Ancestor didn't want to go to smell the stench, and asked unhappily: "What's wrong?"

The waste prince came back to his senses, and with a force of his hand, he couldn't help but push down the Sky Werewolf Head Mountain!

"Boom"

Jingguan collapsed, lime powder flew around, human heads flew wildly, and the waste prince was directly buried in the head, the scene was very gloomy!

The waste prince was horrified, and looked at the people in front of him: "Help!"

The strength of the third-rate martial artist exploded, he was like a panicked stupid roe deer, his feet were on tiptoe, and he rushed out of the head mountain covered in lime, and fell in front of the Yin and Yang Ancestor with a panicked face, his face was pale with fright.

Between the legs, urine stains appeared, and the smell was overwhelming.

"Ancestor, it's not the head of the Wasteland people, it's the head of the Werewolf people!"

Yin Yang Ancestor said disappointedly, "So what?"

"You're scared to pee again!"

The waste prince's legs trembled, and he looked afraid: "Ancestor, this must have been done by my stinky old nine." ”

"Only he likes to kill people and base Jingguan!"

"He must still be alive. ”

"The military situation in Huangzhou is fake. ”

The more the abolished prince spoke, the more panicked he became: "It must be that he knows that I am in a wasteland and deliberately uses this head to intimidate me!"

"It must be!"

Yin Yang Ancestor shook his head in disappointment!

This waste prince was frightened by the Nine Emperors!

He pulled out a copper plate with a strange pattern on it, which looked a little evil.

Immediately afterwards, the Yin and Yang Ancestor grabbed the hand of the waste prince, directly cut it with his fingernails, and squeezed out a drop of blood and fell into the copper plate.

The drop of blood, turned into a blood line, scurried around in the copper plate, and finally froze somewhere.

Yin Yang Ancestor raised his head, frowned, looked in the direction of Yin Mountain and said, "Dead!"

The waste prince breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good to be dead!"

Yin Yang Ancestor blinked again: "However, this time the hexagram is very weird, and it is possible that he is not dead!"

"Let's go, let's go to Yinshan and have a look!"

"You go to the creek over there and wash yourself!"

The waste prince is speechless!

Is Stinky Lao Jiu dead?

Still not dead?

He walked to the stream like a walking corpse, and muttered, "That's the stinky old nine is not dead!"

"If he died, I wouldn't be so unlucky!"

"You must not be dead!"

The waste prince walked to the mountain stream, squatted down and splashed water on his face, washing his eyes first!

Then, the lime meets the water, and tragedy happens!

"Ahh

The waste prince let out a heart-wrenching howl: "It hurts!"

"My Eyes"

"Stinky old nine, why don't you die!"

"Why are you targeting me?"

The heart of the waste prince is so sad!

It's so sad!

Wasteland, it's so scary!

Soon after.

On the official road of the barren state.

An old man and a young figure walked on the road gloomily.

A presbyopia plus myopia, you can't see clearly from a distance!

One, with red and swollen eyes, like a blind man!

Their goal is to go to Yinshan to find the king of Huangzhou, catch him back and bleed, and open the door of the underground palace!

But why do you always feel chills in your heart?

Huangzhou, is it the tiger's den in Longtan?