Everyone present looked at Ye Qingyun.
They had rarely seen Ye Qingyun so angry.
Even his face was distorted.
Qi Mufeng and Mei Ruolan were both secretly awe-inspiring.
Mr. Ye was angry.
It's hard to imagine what the consequences will be.
Although Ye Qingyun was very afraid of death.
But when he learned that Guo Xiaoyun was in danger, although he was still scared, he had to find a way to rescue Guo Xiaoyun.
Because no one will save Guo Xiaoyun except himself.
Moreover, Guo Xiaoyun must only be counting on himself at this moment.
He is his only relative.
No matter how dangerous it was, Ye Qingyun had to make this trip.
Grandma’s!
What kind of bullshit Emperor, you made me angry and you're going to kill him alive!
Ye Qingyun thought about it in his mind, and then immediately looked at Huikong.
"Huikong, there is something I need you to do."
Huikong put his hands together.
"Just as the Son commanded."
"Give me a shake!"
Ye Qingyun said fiercely.
"Shake people?"
Huikong looked confused.
Obviously don't understand what shaking people means.
"Just looking for help!"
Ye Qingyun explained.
Huikong nodded.
Immediately I had some doubts.
"Holy Son, who should I go to for help?"
In fact, what Huikong was thinking was, with your cultivation level, Holy Son, what kind of helper do you need?
Think about it, although Beichuan Emperor is powerful, he is definitely no match for you, the Holy Son.
But since Ye Qingyun wanted to find help, Huikong naturally wouldn't say anything.
"I wonder who the Holy Son wants to ask for help?"
Huikong asked.
Ye Qingyun snorted.
"One counts as one, I'm going to pull them all in!"
Everyone was shocked again.
Pull them all up?
Ye Qingyun immediately took out a pen and paper and started writing a letter.
Just writing the letter took more than an hour.
After preparing all the letters, Ye Qingyun looked at Huikong.
"Huikong, could you please bring all the flying monks from your Xichan Ancient Temple to help me deliver these letters.
"
While talking, Ye Qingyun handed a large pile of letters in his hand to Huikong.
Huikong looked stunned.
He looked at the place and people on the letter, and his expression became even weirder.
Because these letters have to be sent as far away as Datang.
Ye Qingyun has connected all the connections he can.
If Huikong were to fly alone, he would probably not be able to fly for two months.
You must bring all the flying monks from Xichan Ancient Temple with you.
Huikong looked solemn.
"Don't worry, Holy Son, Huikong will definitely deliver these letters as quickly as possible!"
Ye Qingyun nodded.
"I'll leave everything to you."
"Yes! Huikong is leaving now!"
"good!"
Huikong left with a lot of letters.
And he also took away all the flying monks from Xichan Ancient Temple.
He distributed some letters to them and gave them some serious warnings.
Later.
From the ancient Xichan Temple, one after another figures flew out, flying to the north and south of the world.
Ye Qingyun found the demon Buddha Bo Xun again.
"What did the Son say?"
Demon Buddha Boxun asked as soon as he arrived.
Ye Qingyun looked at Demon Buddha Bo Xun seriously.
"There is something that requires you to go."
Mo Fo Bo Xun nodded.
"Are you going to save someone?"
Ye Qingyun hummed.
He told Mofo Boxun what happened in Beichuan.
"Emperor Beichuan?"
Mo Fo Bo Xun smiled faintly.
Ye Qingyun was startled.
"Do you know this person?"
"I've heard of it, but never seen it."
"Then are you sure you can deal with him?"
"You won't know until you see it."
Ye Qingyun was startled, "Are you willing to take this trip?"
"The Holy Son has commanded that Bo Xun should go on his own."
Ye Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief.
He was also worried that Mofo Boxun would not want to go.
To be continued...