The emperor who covers the sky spares his life

Chapter 211 He's Back
"That's right. The Beiyuan royal family specially invited seven or eight powerful Xunlong masters and Daowen masters from Zhongzhou to sit in the town. Even if Xiao Yezi comes back, I'm afraid it won't take advantage of it."

Wu Zhongtian agreed with Li Heishui's opinion, attacking Shifang rashly with their current strength is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

"Aren't you the direct descendants of the thirteen bandits? Go back and call more people, and make a big one if you want to do it."

The big black dog was thinking about the strange stones in the stone workshop, and encouraged an all-out war.

"No," Wu Zhongtian refused without thinking.

Although the thirteen bandits were not afraid of the Beiyuan royal family, if they really wanted to fight, how many innocent brothers would die.

"This won't work, that won't work, can you really swallow this breath?" The big black dog rolled his eyes.

"This matter needs to be discussed in the long run," while speaking, they saw a familiar figure walking towards here, twisting their fat buttocks.

……

Wang Chengcang of Beiyuan Wang's family was covered in blood, staggered and fled back.

"Brother, which bastard hurt you like this?"

Wang Chengtian roared loudly, and almost the entire Wang family heard his roar.

Hearing that Wang Chengcang was injured, as the head of the family, Wang Chengkun naturally couldn't turn a blind eye.

He personally came to visit and found that Wang Chengcang was pale, extremely weak, and might die at any time.

"How did this happen? Did the thirteen bandits do it?" Wang Chengkun pretended to be concerned.

"Going home... If it's...it's me...incompetent, I was ambushed first by that... dog demon with a killing array, and I was attacked by... Gu Xiaofan behind..."

Wang Chengcang was out of breath and coughed up a big mouthful of blood.

"So that's the case," Wang Chengkun secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The thirteen bandits have half an imperial weapon, and there are such legends as immortality, which is not something that the royal family of Beiyuan can easily knead.

"I...have done bad things, discredited...the family, and ask the head of the family to punish me," Wang Chengcang panted heavily.

"What are you talking about? Although the dog monster has a low level of cultivation, it is extremely good at killing battles, and it is extremely treacherous. It is hard to guard against. It is an accident that you were plotted by it. There is no credit but hard work. How can I punish you..."

Wang Chengcang had participated in the battle for the position of Patriarch, so Wang Chengkun naturally didn't have any good feelings for him.

These words sounded without any problems, but every word was harsh, ridiculing Wang Chengcang for being inferior to a lowly dog ​​monster.

A gleam of coldness flashed in Wang Chengcang's eyes, and he smiled wryly, "Thank you Patriarch for your generosity, I am very grateful..."

"I still have things to do. You should take good care of your wounds. From now on, you don't have to ask about those little thieves."

Wang Chengkun patted Wang Chengcang's shoulder, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he turned and left.

After he walked away, Wang Chengtian looked outside the door and said, "What is it?"

"Chengtian, speak carefully," Wang Chengcang coughed softly, "Be careful that the walls have ears!"

Then, he cast a spell to isolate the surrounding area.

"Brother, your injury?" Wang Chengtian's brain circuit was relatively straight, and he didn't react.

"It's okay, it's just a slight injury," Wang Chengcang waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.

"You pretended to show Wang Chengkun on purpose? But why did you do that?" Wang Chengtian was puzzled.

"Those little gangsters have become popular, and I have a bad feeling about meeting them," Wang Chengcang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"But if you do this, will you be ridiculed by Wang Chengkun?"

"In the face of life and death, what is personal humiliation?" Wang Chengcang sneered, "I have an intuition that Wang Chengkun may die at the hands of those gangsters."

"I understand. When the snipe and the clam compete, the fisherman benefits. My eldest brother wants to be that fisherman," Wang Chengtian suddenly realized.

"That's right, Wang Chengkun got all the good things..." There was a chill in Wang Chengcang's eyes.

"Then what should we do next?" Wang Chengtian asked.

"It's very simple. Twelve characters. Honor and disgrace are not surprising. Stand still and wait for the opportunity!"

Three days later, shocking news from Shifang was sent back to Beiyuan Wang's family.

"The big thing is not good. The Eucharist has gone and returned. It is active near Shifang. It is very likely that it will attack Shifang again!"

Hearing this news, Wang Chengkun couldn't sit still on the spot: "Are you sure it's him?"

"Nine times out of ten," the visitor took out a piece of black jade, which created an image of Ye Fan and the big black dog wandering around the stone workshop.

"Sure enough, it's him, and that inferior dog demon," Wang Chengkun recognized the unique golden blood of the holy body.

Without any hesitation, he immediately mobilized his troops and rushed towards Shifang.

The last time the stone workshop was destroyed, the Wang family suffered heavy losses. As the head of the family, he was duty-bound and was reprimanded by Xuanzu.

No matter what this time, Shifang must be kept, otherwise the position of Patriarch may have to change hands.

Wang Chengkun personally led an army to Shifang, which attracted the attention of many people.

"What's going on with the Beiyuan Wang family? How long has it been quiet?"

"Looking at this aggressive posture, is it possible that the Northern Emperor was slaughtered again?"

"Shh, keep your voice down, if this word reaches the ears of Wang Chengkun and his son, it will be another bloodbath."

"Hmph, what are you afraid of? The last time the Ji family fought, Wang Teng's luck had come to an end, and he became a frightened bird. As long as the holy body survives, the nightmare in his heart will be hard to get rid of."

"Speaking of the Eucharist, do you think it's possible that the Wang family made such a big fuss because of the Eucharist's return?"

"It's unlikely. Eucharist walked so resolutely that day. Obviously, it is impossible to return to Beidou in a short time."

There was a lot of discussion among the people, all guessing the purpose of the Beiyuan royal family's sudden military move.

At the same time, somewhere in Beiyuan, a gap suddenly opened in the void, and the big black dog and Ye Fan walked out of the gap one after another.

Li Heishui, Pang Bo and the others have been waiting here for a long time, and Duan De, a wicked Taoist priest, came with them.

After seeing Ye Fan, the wicked Taoist priest's right eyelid twitched: "Hurry up and change back to your original face, I feel flustered when I see this bastard."

"Ye Fan" smiled, and with a flash of purple light, he changed back to Gu Xiaofan.

The "Ye Fan" who appeared in Shifang was Gu Xiaofan pretending to be by changing the world.

With the help of the Daowen of the big black dog, even if he meets Wang Teng who has the martial arts sky eye, he will not reveal the slightest flaw.

"That old bastard Wang Chengkun has been duped, and now he is leading an army to defend Shifang."

"Okay, let's act according to the original plan, Daoist Duan, it's up to you next," Gu Xiaofan nodded.

Fatty Duan rubbed his hands, his eyes narrowed.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, it's not impossible to take some of you for archaeology, but the treasures dug out will cost [-] to [-] cents, and the poor will be seven, you three..."

"Wow! Niubi, I will give you another chance to reorganize your language!"

(End of this chapter)