"Prince, someone outside asks for a visit."

Zhang Wanhei was enjoying the life of living in the palace, and the guards responsible for reporting the news appeared again.

He observed carefully, fortunately, the guards' faces were calm and they didn't look very nervous.

Since the old ghost in Lishan was released, every time someone reported the news, the Zhang family was a little nervous.

I was afraid that the news would bring bad news.

However, the first battle was won and the head of the leader of Kunlun Mountain, Xilou, was beyond their expectations.

It went very smoothly.

"Who is so blind and keeps disturbing us?" Zhang Wanhong stood up, walked to the door impatiently, and grabbed the guard's collar: "Boy, if you don't explain it clearly today, I'll send you to hell!"

"If you want to go back to the prince, people from all major families will come outside to ask for your visit." The guards were frightened.

Being with the king is like a tiger. These powerful people are moody and regard human life as grass.

I laughed and laughed the previous second, and it was very likely that they would kill them the next second.

"It's really disappointing!" Although Zhang Wanhong was a little reluctant, he nodded: "Call them in."

In no time.

The foreign clan led by Bai Sheng and Zhao Beikuan led more than a hundred clan leaders of all sizes in the Hei Song League to the palace.

Zhang Wanhei had already come down from the throne and stood at the door to greet him.

"All three princes are there?" Bai Sheng entered the room, looked around, and asked curiously: "Your Majesty, haven't found it yet?"

In the morning, they heard that Zhang Jinsong disappeared.

So many patriarchs gathered together to prepare to go to the palace to test the reality and reality.

After swallowing the territory of the Liu family, Bai Sheng and Zhao Beikuan's forces expanded rapidly, and they could join forces to fight against the Wang Ting.

But the attitudes of the other hundred families have not been clarified yet, and the two dare not act rashly.

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty is also looking for you, but now, there is no news yet." Zhang Wanhei said helplessly: "Everyone is a little restless. When we have news, we will definitely notify you in time."

"No?" Bai Sheng walked forward two steps, looked at the dancers in the room and the wine glasses on the table, snorted coldly, and asked: "Three princes, the king has no news now, are you here to spend money on the world? Also, if the king is not here, who belongs to the wine glass in front of the throne? This is usurpation, this is rebellion!"

After saying this, the faces of the three brothers of the Zhang family changed.

It is normal for the king to rule on behalf of their brothers.

After all, when Zhang Jinsong was still there, the four of them were regent together. This was the will left by the previous king.

No one can find any problem.

But now.

Zhang Wanhei sat on the throne, that was a deception of the king!

No one can argue!

"Prince, please give me an explanation!" Zhao Beikuan quickly walked forward, picked up the wine glass, and asked angrily: "This wine glass is obviously used! Someone dared to touch the throne, this is a rebellion! Three princes, give me an explanation!"

Since the fake Bai Sheng overthrew the Liu family, Zhao Beikuan was convinced and willing to be the front pawn of the Bai family.

Although Bai Sheng looked confused, after hearing the complete story, he happily admitted that it was what he did.

Within all the families of the Hei Song League, the status of the Bai family has almost reached its peak.

"This..." Zhang Wanhei was already scared and his face turned pale.

If you turn against each other now and don’t wait for the master to come, the consequences will be immeasurable.

"Not bad! The king's life and death are uncertain, and he is in danger. You three are eating and drinking here. Are you a royal family no longer a minister?"

"The three princes are too much!"

"Those who are invading must be severely punished!"

Several clan leaders questioned, and the remaining families were also talking about it.

The situation is very unfavorable to the three.

"I am not at hindrance. I just ordered the three emperors to keep the secrets strictly. I have seen your loyalty. Now, a great war is coming. Everyone returns to the alliance where their families are located to prepare for war. I hope this battle can bring about the majesty of my Hei Song Alliance."

Just when Zhang Wanhei was at a loss, Zhang Jinsong suddenly walked out, sat on the throne, picked up the wine glass, and drank all the wine in the glass.

"See the King!" Bai Sheng and others were shocked and hurriedly knelt on the ground, bowing three times and kowtowing nine times.

They didn't expect that Zhang Jinsong was found?

But why did you say that you didn’t see Zhang Jinsong coming back from the outside?

No matter what, once the king appears, their chance to force the palace will no longer exist.

"See the King!" Zhang Wanhei also knelt on the ground, his surprise in his heart was no less than that of Bai Sheng.

No matter what, this matter solved his urgent need.

But he was also curious in his heart, when did Zhang Jinsong come back?

"I'm a little tired, you guys should step down." Zhang Jinsong on the throne waved his hand and said tiredly: "The three emperors stay, I have something to say."

"We are worried about the safety of the king. Now that the king is safe, I will not disturb you anymore!" Bai Sheng said that, he was the first to take the lead in leaving.

The patriarchs who followed immediately followed.

Leave the palace.

After everyone left, Zhang Wanhei felt relieved.

"King, when did you..." But when he turned around and was about to ask, he found that there was no one on the throne.

Zhang Wanhei rushed up and saw that the wine in the cup was full!

But just now, the king obviously drank all the wine in the cup!

Is it an illusion?

"Master Zhang, you owe me a favor to the Guiwu clan. Why do you plan to repay this favor?" At this moment, He Qiuchan walked in from outside the palace with the witch god.

"Is it your illusion?" Zhang Wanhei was a little surprised.

"No way? There were hundreds of people just now, and they all fell into..." Zhang Wanhong said this, and she was a little afraid to continue.

How powerful is it to be able to create illusions for hundreds of people at the same time?

The three of them were all great masters, but everyone could clearly see Zhang Jinsong sitting on a chair and drinking.

"Is it strange?" He Qiuchan said softly, with disdain on her face: "My high priest of the Ghost Martial Clan may cause thousands of people to fall into the illusion. More than one hundred people are nothing."

"A little fur makes you laugh. You can't get into the table with some tricks." The Witch God was still wearing a hood, and no one could see his face clearly.

"The saint is joking. With you here, we will have a little more chance of winning." Zhang Wanhei was extremely shocked!

This person with mental ability is too terrifying!

"As it said, we must live the captives of Kunlun Mountain. As long as we have identified them, we will be at your disposal." He Qiuchan spoke coldly.

"Okay, please rest assured about this matter." Zhang Wanhong agreed.

With such strong men to help, let alone captives, as long as the conditions are not too harsh, they all agree.

"Since that's the case, then we will say goodbye." He Qiuchan finished speaking and led the Witch God away.

As soon as he left the hall, the witch god took out a porcelain statue from his arms.
Chapter completed!