Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

I owe you a big head ghost!
Fu Qian's comments not only made Embo stupid, but Yuan Shan was mad when he realized it.

No matter what time, you are still talking poorly!
"Embo?"

But she, who was familiar with Fu Qian's style, didn't try to correct it, but stared directly at the three-meter-tall lump, and asked through gritted teeth.

"Chief Yuan..."

Embo also seemed to want to move away from the topic of not knowing how to respond as soon as possible, and he responded quite neatly.

"I'm sorry to meet you in this form, and I say - it's a great honor."

This guy's tone changed quite quickly, he said sorry, and in the end there was already a laugh.

"But you should be able to tell that I'm in a very bad mood."

Although Yuan Shan did not refuse verbal communication, her murderous intent was clearly still boiling.

"You need to explain how all this is going on."

"Of course...Of course!"

Embo let out another series of low-pitched laughter.

"But until then, there are some things that need to be dealt with."

While speaking, this one took a step forward and took a deep breath.

Like the wind and clouds, the dregs that had been purified by the dregs of the law gathered in sevens and eights, and then all gathered on him.

The people who were still a little struggling suddenly became quiet in an instant, and their bodies collapsed, lying on the ground in disorder.

It's not over yet, as Empo snapped his fingers again, a miraculous scene appeared.

The red moonlight that originally enveloped the surrounding area unexpectedly narrowed miraculously, and finally it was only confined within the courtyard.

"That's much better."

After finishing all this, Embo continued to look at Yuan Shan through the fence.

"I heard from Grantham that Chief Yuan intends to visit me."

"Although it's a little earlier than planned, if you don't mind... please come in."

Facing Embo's warm invitation, Yuan Shan subconsciously glanced around.

Most of the paralyzed people were breathing steadily, and they had obviously gotten rid of that weird state, and they looked like they had fallen asleep normally.

Even the one who tore the throat, Grantham rushed to treat it immediately, and it seemed that his life was safe.

This night, it seemed that it became calm in an instant.

With a pale face, Yuan Shan did not refuse Embo's invitation, took a step forward, and stepped into the red moonlight again.

"Mr. Fang, Ms. Su."

Embo turned his head to look at Fu Qian and Su Gao next to him, with undisguised emotion in his tone.

"What an enviable young soul, if you don't mind, please come and let me treat you."

This wording, this momentum, really is the second level.

Facing Embo's compliment, Fu Qian sighed in his heart.

I and Su Gao may be too young, but it is hard to imagine that a demigod who is nearly a thousand years old can make such a compliment calmly.

To be able to feel at ease in front of young people that he is old, under normal circumstances, age must have given him enough advantages.

Under the crimson moon at this moment, the glow of blood flowing all over his body can be said to be very strange, and he is dazzled and fascinated, obviously it is not simple.

Feeling that Zhong Fuqian is as good as others, he chose to follow in the footsteps of Chief Yuan, and Su Gao did the same.

"welcome."

Looking at his three guests, Embo was obviously very satisfied, and walked in front to open the door first.

The inside of the door is not as vicissitudes as the outside looks, but there are also candlesticks and long tables, and the overall layout is quite classical.

And he sat down on a high-backed chair first.

"I'm sorry because I was in a hurry, I may only have red wine here to entertain, what do you guys have—"

"You have three minutes."

However, Yuan Shan didn't appreciate it and interrupted him directly.

"Seven minutes?"

Staring at Yuan Shan with dark and deep eyes, the next moment Embo let out a low laugh again in his throat.

"No need, half a point is fine."

"Before the full moon, the city had a group of gentlemen who indulged in pleasure."

"And a demigod through ages."

Embo pointed to himself.

"At this moment, the gentlemen were so tired that they fell asleep, and a limited number of people suffered minor injuries."

"And there is one more angel in this world."

"All in all, what a night, wasn't it?"

"Oh, it sounds really good, but do you want to recall the specific process?"

Yuan Shan sneered.

"Of course... the process is not always so beautiful. For example, the unreasonable circulation of some illegal medicines is a very serious and unforgivable mistake."

Embo's tone was extremely sincere.

"So, Goulard is willing to accept any punishment for this."

"Is that so, Grantham?"

Ignoring Embo, Yuan Shan looked at Gulard who had just entered the door and asked.

Judging from the movement from outside, it should be that other blood races have rushed over to take care of the people outside instead of him.

"We... did have a major management lapse."

Hitting Yuan Shan's question head-on, Grantham looked at Embo for a few seconds, and finally said.

Because of Embo's surprisingly smooth promotion, this man decisively confirmed his attitude and pushed the family up.

Fu Qian was not surprised by this person's reaction.

The significance of a divine envoy is undoubtedly quite exaggerated for an extraordinary group.

What's more, it is a type with strong hierarchical suppression like the blood race.

Everyone is out to mess around, and repeated horizontal jumps can be called basic operations.

"There were a lot of surprises during this time."

Seeing that Yuan Shan didn't speak for a moment, Embo continued.

"But please believe that the blood race has never intended to harm."

"It's been too long, you can't imagine, our longing for the revelation of the ancestors."

Stretching out his hand to the window to catch the moonlight shining in, Empo's plain voice revealed unspeakable enthusiasm.

"Is it your desire for the revelation of the ancestor?"

Yuan Shan snorted.

"It's all the same. As Gulard's only envoy, my will is everyone's will."

Embo made no secrets in his words, while Grantham just bowed his head in acquiescence, and didn't even dare to look directly.

……

Yuan Shan was silent for a moment.

Embo's behavior is undoubtedly a serious violation of the regulations, and it doesn't matter if you shoot or kill according to the usual practice.

However, relying on the rewards of his adventures, he managed to tie the whole clan to the chariot.

As he just said, the significance of him as an envoy to Gulard at present is far more than the simple improvement of combat power.

For the blood race, a higher rank means being closer to the ancestor and more recognized by the ancestor.

Under such circumstances, no matter what their original perception of him was, they would definitely stand by his side without hesitation.

Could it be that Goulard was really exterminated for this matter?

"How about Chief Yuan? Goulard wants your approval."

Embo is obviously very satisfied with the current situation, and chooses to continue asking.

"Sorry to bother you, so you just got the revelation from the ancestor, what did he tell you?"

While tugging, Fu Qian who was at the side suddenly asked.