Similar to what happened in the Heavenly Gods, the demons located deep in hell are also discussing important matters in the Demon King's Palace.
In addition, on an isolated island in the South China Sea, several old silver beards are discussing what...
There were not many people on the streets of Art City in the early morning, and a dark shadow flashed by. The people on both sides of the street did not even blink. Obviously, they did not find anything.
Two or three hours later, a roar suddenly came from not far away.
All the people know that the direction is the hotel where the heroes of the city are staying. Hearing this scream, is it the heroes of the city being injured?
Although everyone had different ideas, no one dared to walk into the hotel and investigate it clearly.
Because there are a large number of mercenaries within ten feet of the hotel, even the army in the city cannot enter easily.
In the hotel, the wind was so angry that it screamed, holding a broad sword in his hand, and wielding it around. It’s a pity that the exquisitely crafted furniture in this hotel!
All of them were broken by this angry guy with his fighting spirit.
Lei Xiao rushed over when he heard the sound and happened to meet Feng Kuang waving his broad sword and dancing wildly, with his fighting spirit scattered.
Lei Xiao released his fighting spirit, and he barely suffered no harm.
After this disturbance, Feng Kuang seemed to have vented a lot. He immediately found a fairly complete chair and sat down. As a result, the chair seemed complete, but in fact it had already been shaken by his fighting spirit. His butt was completely broken as soon as he touched it.
Without a chair, the windy face turned pig's liver-colored.
Fortunately, Lei Xiao asked in time when it happened, and Feng Kuang said slowly with gritted his teeth.
It turned out that Chu Mo didn't say hello to him and directly kidnapped his sister.
Although Feng Kuang knew about Chu Mo and Feng Ling's love, and strongly agreed with it, he started to elope without saying anything to his brother-in-law. This... is too disrespectful! ~
Lei Xiao advised him with kind words, and Feng Kuang lowered his ignition slightly; the two talked about the situation in the mainland and how to do things in the future. Lei Xiao put his hands on Feng Kuang, turned his eyes to his subordinates, and walked out; Feng Kuang kept shouting to drink flower wine, and Lei Xiao was smiling.
Somewhere in the corner of the street, an inconspicuous old man looked at Feng Kuang and Lei Xiao, turned around and disappeared...
In the palace of the Union Principality, the new king was the former left prime minister Hansen Peter.
He was standing in the palace with a gloomy face and looking into the distance. All the maids nearby lowered their heads in fear, dared not move around, and made a sound.
This new king has a strange temper. As long as he is thinking about a problem, if someone moves around and makes noises to disturb him, he will undoubtedly die.
"Report..." Just as Hanson Peter was pondering what the so-called hero of the city was actually Chu Mo, the murderer who killed his own son, should deal with it, a scream rang out.
Frowning, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, Hansen Peter asked unhappily: "Speak if there is anything, if it is not an urgent matter, I will definitely cut off your head."
This was spoken very quickly, and the words were filled with gloomy murderous aura; before the words were finished, the person who was eager to report had already come to the palace to kneel, wearing simple leather armor, his head was low on the ground, and he looked very thin from his body, and he was obviously a malnourished and ordinary little soldier.
Looking at the visitor, the beautiful maids around him looked at the little soldier with the look of looking at the lamb about to be killed.
They all knew that the king standing was most despised by others to disturb him thinking about problems. If such a weak and powerless soldier, if he did not come to disturb the emperor for emergency military information, he would have been a death sentence for beheading.
What else is there in their eyes to a person who is about to die?
Fear, yes, they are also very scared deep in their hearts; because if they accidentally disturb the emperor next time, they must be the one who is beheaded.
Thinking of this, the maids hung their heads...
"Go back to your Majesty, I will find the traces of the black-haired devil." The soldier lowered his head and replied loudly.
"Oh?" Obviously, the soldier's words aroused the interest of King Hanson Peter, and a hint of rosy gushed out of his originally gloomy face.
"I am waiting day and night near the black-haired devil's address, and finally discovered something in the early morning this morning." The little soldier still said in his slightly higher voice.
"What discovery?" Hanson Peter asked anxiously.
But the soldier raised his head and swept the maids around him.
Hanson Peter immediately understood, waved his hand and shouted loudly: "Get out all of it."
"Yes, Your Majesty." After hearing this, all the maids saluted Hanson Peter together and quickly left the palace.
There are only two people left in the big palace now.
"Tell me now!" Hansen Peter said anxiously.
"The black-haired devil left the Art City with a woman in the early morning." The soldier raised his head and said frankly in response to Hanson Peter's gloomy gaze.
"Leave? How did you see it?" Hanson Peter's eyes became colder and colder.
The little soldier who was stared at and asked, trembled all over his body and replied stammeringly: "Yes... Is my subordinates too tired to stand guard in the city, so I want to rest for a while... As a result... I saw it."
"Hmph, if you don't defend the city, you've actually come here to talk nonsense. Come on! Drag him down and chop him down." Hansen Peter was furious and snorted coldly and shouted outward.
Quiet, the surroundings are terrible.
I'm afraid that even if an embroidery needle falls in the empty palace at this time, you can hear it clearly.
"Come..." Hanson Peter was so angry that he was so angry that he stared at him.
But what answered him was the empty palace and the echoes coming from afar.
There is no one.
The thin little soldier still looked at Hanson Peter with his ordinary face, but his original fear was gone now, and instead he was sneered.
"You... you are not a soldier, who are you?" Hansen Peter finally understood that this was not an ordinary soldier at all, because ordinary soldiers guarding the city could not come to his palace unimpeded and report to him;
Unfortunately, Hanson Peter, who figured out all this, was a little late. He just cared too much about Chu Mo's traces, but instead ignored simple things.
"The dead don't need to know my name." The thin soldier slowly stood up and approached Hansen Peter step by step. His ordinary face was full of coldness at this moment, and his words were even colder than Hansen Peter just now.
Feeling the amazing changes of the little soldier, Hanson Peter looked at him in fear.
Hand, a big palm completely enveloped Hansen Peter's head, darkness, endless darkness; Hansen Peter finally understood what it means to cover the sky with one hand!
"No...want..." Hansen Peter felt fear from the depths of his soul, and he shouted at the tip of his throat.
Unfortunately, his soul was decreasing the next second.