When a public opinion storm that swept half of the southwestern Hanzhou was ignited in a corner, in the south of the Fubo Mountains, a cold-smoking talks were taking place deep in the quiet primeval forest.

The figures present were all weird.

The most eye-catching one is a green cloud above a giant tree, which seems to be a green ghost fire, and it flickers and disappears, but it does not hurt the giant tree itself. The dark green droplets that occasionally drip from it will make the land under the big tree make a slight sniffle sound, as if it is highly poisonous.

On the branches of the big tree opposite the green ghost fire, there was a tall and convex and convex woman with a jasmine fragrance. She was wearing a white feather mask, her head high and her straight neck made her look like a swan. The long snow-white feather cloak behind her made her look more like a peacock. But the most eye-catching thing was not these beauty, but ten sharp green nails as sharp as blades. Just one glance made people unconsciously feel that they were stabbed into their chests, and they were extremely dizzy.

There is a huge rock in the middle of the two big trees, and there are three figures standing one by one, sitting two by two.

The two opposite were mysterious characters shrouded in large black robes. They were as hunched and as short as they could not see their faces clearly, and could not hear the sound of breathing, as if two black cloths were covering the stone.

The only person standing was a tall man. He was more than ten feet tall, with kneaded muscles and extremely burly. What was even more surprising was the green hair on his naked upper body, which was slender and tough, making them look more like spikes, which was daunting.

The first person to break the silence was the giant man. His voice was as low as a silence, which perfectly matched his appearance. "That woman from Wangchuan is very powerful. If she can't solve her plan this time, she won't talk about it."

"Hmph," a sharp and trembling sound came from the green ghost fire, which made people feel irritated. "Compared with the woman Wangchuan, I think other women are more dangerous. If the problems of other women cannot be solved first, there is no need to discuss this plan. After all... no one wants to work hard and be stabbed in the back in the end."

The giant man looked up at the green ghost fire and said, "Elder Mo Yu, I have apologized to you for Moli. She met the Wangchuan woman for the first time when she entered the human race. She was inevitably a little nervous during the crisis. She was eager to ask for help from Elder Mo Yu, but her behavior was indeed rash. Elder Mo Yu doesn't have to worry about her, a little girl, and there is no need to suspect that I am harmful to my fellow workers. The head of our sect has made it clear that this time we will join forces with all our fellow workers to compete for Middle Earth. All grievances in the past will be exposed. We should also put the overall situation first."

A cold snorted from the green ghost fire, but he didn't bother with this matter.

One of the two black-robed figures on the huge rock spoke, and the voice was like a millstone. "We really have to deal with that woman Wangchuan first," he spoke very slowly as if he was not very good at speaking. "I heard people talk about Meng Xiaotian, the prefect of Yongchang County, but I didn't expect that he was so weak that he was beaten by a young boy with thousands of cavalry. But it was not easy to do this. We are not thieves like Wanchuang Valley, and the Fubo Mountains are not easy to leave. There are indeed risks in this matter."

"Things without risks often don't bring much benefit. It's better to talk about specific methods than spending too much time discussing risks," the giant man simply sat down on the huge rock, but even so, he still looked much bigger than the two black-robed men. "If you want to solve the problem of Wangchuan women, you need the seniors in the sect to take action. But recently, there was a problem on the island south of my sect. Both deputy sect leaders of my sect went there, and it's hard to have a suitable candidate for a while. What about Wandu Sect?"

"Things on that island are about to appear in the world have a great relationship with two deputy sect leaders in our sect. It is not appropriate for the elder to rashly go out of the sect for many years," another man in the black robe spoke, his voice exactly the same as the previous one. "If you have to find one, you can try to invite that person..."

"Men of Netherworld..." The sharp voice in the green ghost fire sounded again, but this time it was low and slow. "It always costs a lot to ask the Men of Netherworld... Moreover, this person has a changeable temperament and no support from the sect. What he does depends entirely on his preferences, and it is extremely difficult to guess..."

The giant man pondered for a moment and shook his head and said, "The man from Netherworld is indeed a little moody, but his behavior is definitely not without rules. If he can agree to come out, unless there is an extreme situation, there is no need to worry that he will harm us. After all, you and I have support from you and I, so he still has some concerns, just the price of asking him to come out..."

"There is a fire sycamore tree in the summer palace of Yicheng," the tall woman who had never spoken on the other side suddenly spoke, and her voice was as crisp as a breeze blowing through the wind chime.

"Huowutong?!"

"This is what you say seriously?"

The green ghost fire and the man in black robe asked questions, and even the giant man frowned slightly and looked back at her, "Marlion, the fire wutong is not an ordinary thing, where did you hear it?"

The tall woman did not look at anyone present, as if she was just looking at the clouds in the distance. "Ten decades ago, Wanzeng Valley had planned a plan to invade Yicheng for this fire sycamore tree and another treasure. There were many bumps in it, but in the end they did get close to the edge of the summer palace and had to retreat. In that action, one of them had a close relationship with me. She had seen the magical tree with her own eyes, which could make the entire summer palace warm and warm. It should be true."

The giant nodded, "No wonder Wanchuang Valley did this. If there is really a fire sycamore tree in this summer palace, it should not be difficult to ask the Netherworld master..."

"If there is really a fire sycamore tree in the summer palace, then Wangchuan women can hand it over to me for the Wanpo Sect," the sharp voice in the green ghost fire interrupted the giant man and said quickly.

"Even if you three are combined, they are definitely not the opponents of Wangchuan's woman. If you still have to return to Wanpo Sect to invite the great elder of your sect to take action, the time will probably be delayed too much," the giant man looked up at the green ghost fire and said to the two black-robed men, "What do the two Jin elders think?"

After the two men in black robe were silent for a while, one of them slowly spoke, "The situation is fleeting now. If you want to drag it to Yicheng and be prepared or take it back, it will be difficult to enter the hinterland of Yongchang accordingly. Especially the child of Lijun is still staring at him, and he will not come again when he is not missing the opportunity. A fire sycamore tree... It is okay to give it to the Master of the Underworld after the matter is completed..."

The figure in the green ghost fire seemed quite dissatisfied, but he just snorted and stopped talking.

On the other side, the giant man stood up again, "Since the two elders agreed, then this is what happened. I will go to see the Netherworld Master. Two days later... the army heads north!!"
Chapter completed!