Eternal Evil Emperor

Chapter 2001 Who are you?

On the way to the palace where Zuoqiu Heng lived, because the black clothes continued to maintain a pretentious demeanor in front of Pang Xuan, the three of them in the red skirt jointly beat their noses and faces bruised and swollen.

"I'm too lazy to meet with you..."

Hei Yi, who was not sober enough to say these words, shook his head violently after another round of pounding, and came to his senses with a dazed look on his face.

"Me, what did I do before?"

"Death." Zuoqiu Heng sneered, "To tell the truth, you are the most ingenious one I have ever seen!"

Zuo Qiudan also squatted down and looked at the black clothes, tsk-tsk said: "Although the situation is pressing, you have to fool him, but can you not pretend to be forced? Let alone fooling, Pang Xuanguang just thinks of you How can a weak chicken with a penny of imperial capital pretend to be like that in front of him, can he spare you?"

"Yes, it shouldn't be exposed, right?" Hei Yi tremblingly said, "I, I think it matches well with Xie Tian, ​​Pang Xuan..."

The red skirt sighed pitifully: "It's better not to think about Pang Xuan."

The three of them looked at her in unison.

"You should think about it first, how to deal with Qiu Ao."

Zuoqiu brothers suddenly realized.

"Yeah, Chou Ao was almost driven crazy by you."

"If he believes it and bows to you, will you continue to pretend?"

"If you continue to pretend for a while and then get exposed, the consequences..." Zuoqiu Heng couldn't help laughing out loud, "Heiyi, I think your epitaph must say that you died by pretending to be forceful. Ha ha ha ha……"

Heiyi got up with a grunt: "Quickly go back to the Palace of Love!"

"Can I go back?" Hong Qun sneered, "With you here, the Hall of Asking Love's prestige has skyrocketed, who will let you go back."

Hei Yi burst into tears when he heard the words: "Then, what should I do?"

"Hey..." The red skirt didn't know what to say, "The only thing you can do now is pray."

"Pray, pray?"

"Pray to live back to the Hall of Inquisition, Pang Xuan has not yet given birth to your killing intent."

For an existence like Pang Xuan, there is no need to do it yourself. The killing intent that comes from his heart will surely have countless people willing to turn it into a real action.

"No, Xie Tian, ​​who is most afraid of death, is willing to help me. He will definitely not be exposed too early, and he will definitely not..."

Hei Yi, who was talking to himself, did not expect that Pang Xuan had already embarked on a journey of deciphering.

"Reporting to master," the core disciple who had reported the news to Pang Xuan before had a look of astonishment, "The person who made the record in the seven trial places in the Tianyuan region before was not in black."

Pang Xuan, who was lamenting that black clothes were a strong opponent, looked at His Highness's kneeling servant, his eyes gradually narrowing.

The core disciple was frightened into a cold sweat, kowtowed anxiously and said: "The one who has found the abnormal record is called Shizu, and his test results this time are exactly the same as last time."

"Why didn't you tell me before?"

I do want to tell you!

Who the hell knew that the people from the Hall of Asking Love were coming!
"It's all the slave's fault, please forgive me, master!"

The core disciples who didn't dare to explain fell on the ground, trembling.

In the hall, only the sound of Pang Xuanruo's breathing could be heard, and the rumbling sound was like the sound of metal and iron, and it was like the calm sea breaking waves due to anger.

"But there is a next time, I will transform myself."

The core disciples felt as if they had been pardoned, and said gratefully: "Thank you, master!"

"Go back."

Pang Xuan was the only one left in the hall, and the buzzing voice gradually faded away.

Judging from his expression, Pang Xuan was not angry, and even had a vague smile on his face.

But that doesn't mean he's really angry.

With his wisdom, he has a [-]% understanding of what happened to him an hour ago in a flash.

Although there are still [-]% doubts left, it does not affect his cognition in the slightest - he has been played by others.

"Master? Hehe, I somewhat understand the reason why you survived..."

With a soft murmur, Pang Xuan stood up slowly, the friction between the outline of his body and the void, bursting out a prism-like colorful light.

"But how long you can live, I should have the final say."

At the same time, the sky is round and the place is blessed, Tianque Mountain.

Liu Yuanmenzhi, who rolled down the mountain, got up halfway, and instantly regained the posture and demeanor of an elder, and stood calmly and politely in front of Shuixi who came to visit.

Shuixi is the deputy lord of the Palace of Wenqing, and he is a half-step Taoist.

The second sage bowed first, and then bowed again: "This junior has seen Senior Shuixi."

Shuixi loves to laugh.

Seeing that the second sage rolled half of the mountain road because of his own words, his smile became wider.

Seeing Ersheng's completely ignorant expression about the turbulent sea mentioned in his words, his smile became even thicker.

"There's no need to do that." Shui Xi laughed, "Everyone should still be called a fellow daoist."

The second sage was terrified: "The junior dare not..."

"There is always someone who dares, isn't there?"

Shuixi smiled and stepped into the mountain.

Taking advantage of this gap, Liu Yuanmen glanced at each other wisely, and they both saw the real horror in the depths of each other's holy eyes.

"Little bastard teasing Pang Xuan?"

"My day, what happened!"

After a brief eye contact, Ersheng deeply understood the four words - precarious.

And these four words happened to be the current situation of Yin Yang Sect.

When the half-step Dao ancestor came, no one was qualified to welcome him except the two saints.

But Xie Tian, ​​who was the most knowledgeable and the fastest runner, was immediately stopped by Shuixi.

"Fellow Daoist, please stay."

Hearing the word "daoyou", the scattered disciples turned their backs on their backs, and the second sage almost fell down the mountain again.

Xie Tian really stopped.

After three breaths, he found that his neck could move, and he slowly turned his head to look at the smiling Shuixi not far away.

"Follow the law?"

"Exactly."

"It's much deeper than I thought."

"Fellow Daoists have won the prize."

"You have something to do with me?"

"I'm new here, I don't know if you can take me to visit Tianque Mountain?"

"Oh, can I change my clothes?"

"It's my negligence."

After half a stick of incense, Xie Tian, ​​who put on a brand new black outfit, took Shuixi on another road up the mountain.

"Actually, I'm not familiar with Tianque Mountain either."

"Hehe, that's it, I just happen to watch it with the old man."

"Yes, but there is one thing..."

"Don't know what?"

"Who are you?"

The stunned members of the Yin Yang Sect clearly saw that Shui Xi's body froze because of these words, and then laughed.

"Hehe, I was negligent again. My name is Shuixi, and I am the deputy palace master of Tianwai Palace."

"Oh, I have long admired your name."

……

It wasn't until Xie Tian and the others turned around a small hill and disappeared, that the members of the Yin-Yang Sect who seemed to have been struck by thousands of lightnings gradually came back to their senses.

However, the function of regaining consciousness is to make them realize what just happened.

For example, the Deputy Palace Master of the Heavenly Outer Palace suddenly arrived.

For example, the Deputy Palace Master of Tianwai Palace called someone a little master, and then told about Pang Xuan being teased.

Another example is that the deputy palace lord, Shuixi, is called Fellow Daoist Xietian.

Another example is Xietian's posture facing Shuixi.

When everyone realized these things, they slowly raised their heads, and their trance eyes seemed to see thunder that was ten thousand times stronger than before, and it was hitting them on the head.

(End of this chapter)