Chapter eight hundred and seventy sixth farce
The Bloodthirsty Palace is filled with haze.
Outside the Bloodthirsty Hall, the battle flag was fierce, and the eight-way black army of monks arranged neatly, like nine black carpets covering the entire earth.
The main hall of the Bloodthirsty Hall was so depressing that it was about to solidify.
The bloodthirsty Yan Luo sat upright in the high position, his face turned pale and his eyes were red, but he looked down without a glance.
Looking down, Banban stood eight people, each wearing armor. His outfits seemed to be going to fight, but they were staring at him by the bloodthirsty Yan Luo, which made him subconsciously lower his head.
Needless to say, they are the hall masters of the first to the eighth parts of the Bloodthirsty Hall.
After receiving the news of the death of the Bloodthirsty Yama, they had a very good understanding and returned to the Bloodthirsty Hall in no particular order, just to see if the Bloodthirsty Yama is really dead.
Of course, their real purpose is to be the Lord of the Bloodthirsty Palace.
For this reason, not all of them came alone, but were brought by the army of monks.
But everything disappointed them.
The moment they stepped into the Bloodthirsty Hall, they saw Banban sitting in a high position.
It was embarrassing! Everyone was embarrassed on the spot.
"Are you very disappointed?" Bloodthirsty Yan Luo spoke, sneeringly looking at the eight sub-district hall masters below.
"The palace... the palace master is clear, we are just here to refute the rumors." The first palace master hurriedly bowed, "Now that I have to see the palace master safe and sound, we can also let go...relax."
"Blood Burial, your loyalty really touched the Lord of the Palace!" Bloodthirsty Yan Luo smiled, but his bloody eyes flashed with a strange light, which made the first Lord of the Palace was furrowed all over.
"Lord of Palace." Immediately, a man in black walked in and knelt on one knee on the ground, "Lord of Palace of the Ninth Division is back."
"Let him come in." Bloodthirsty Yan Luo said, but his slightly narrowed eyes were still staring at the blood burial of the First Division Hall Master.
Soon, Blood Dome, wearing armor, walked in.
When he saw the eight hall masters of the hall lowering their heads and the bloodthirsty Yan Luo sat upright in the high position, his expression suddenly became particularly embarrassing. The facts seemed to be a bit different from what he planned.
"See... I've seen the Palace Master." After a second or two, Xueqiong hurriedly bowed to the bloodthirsty Yan Luo.
"Xue Qiong, didn't I order you to chase the Haotian family? What's the matter when I come back?" Bloodthirsty Yan Luo looked at Xue Qiong with interest.
"Report...Report...Report...Report...Report...Report...Report. On the way, I heard that you were assassinated by the Lord. So...He came back."
"Oh?" The bloodthirsty Yan Luo's smile was even more prosperous, and his smile made people feel terrified. "Then you say, are you going to hurry back in such a hurry to attend the funeral for the Lord of the Palace?"
"The Lord of the Palace has a clear understanding, and his subordinates have no intention." Xue Qiong hurriedly knelt on one knee on the ground.
"Nothing is the best." Bloodthirsty Yan Luo slapped the dragon throne and stood up suddenly, shouting angrily like thunder, shaking the hall buzzing. His blood-colored eyes looked around the nine people below with sharp eyes, "Don't think that the Lord of the Palace doesn't know what you are thinking. I will never die for a day, and you will always be ministers."
"What the Palace Master taught me is." Now, the other eight palace masters also hurriedly knelt on the ground.
"Get out!" Bloodthirsty Yan Luo burst into anger.
"I'm leaving." The nine people stood up in a hurry, wiping the cold sweat while retreating timidly outside the hall.
"Bloody Qiong, stay." Bloodthirsty Yan Luo said in a deep voice.
Hearing this, Xueqiong, who was about to turn around and walk out of the hall, hurriedly turned back. Banban stood there in a neat manner, not daring to make a sound.
"Have you found traces of the Haotian family?" Bloodthirsty Yan Luo stared at the Blood Dome with sharp eyes.
"For the time being...not yet." Xue Qiong said, subconsciously wiping the cold sweat.
"What are you doing?" Bloodthirsty Yan Luo snorted coldly, "I have given you the bloodthirsty god shadows to you, but I haven't found their traces yet."
"Do not be angry. If you go back now, you will not disappoint the Lord."
"Then don't get out."
Hearing this sentence, Xue Qiong felt like he was granted a general amnesty, and hurriedly turned around and left the Bloodthirsty Hall as if he was running away.
After he left, the bloodthirsty Yama breathed rapidly, and his old face was still a little red. I don’t know if it was angry or angry.
Today's incident may be the biggest joke since the establishment of the Bloodthirsty Palace. Just for a rumor, all the nine masters of the Bloodthirsty Palace came back, and he witnessed such a farce with his own eyes.
"It seems that the Bloodthirsty Hall is not as harmonious as it appears!" Soon, a faint laugh sounded, and a man covered in a black robe transformed into the hall.
"Soul-Devouring King, are you gloating?" Bloodthirsty Yan Luo said coldly.
"I don't have that free time." The Soul-Devouring King said quietly, "I just want you to understand that the most important thing about the commander of the three armies is not strength, but the ability to control. If you can't even do this, what can you do to fight against the Nanchu Tianting?"
"You'll say more about this, unfilial." Bloodthirsty Yan Luo sneered, "But you, the great king, how long will you hide?"
"Don't stand and talk without any pain." The Soul-Devouring King's tone became colder, "The eight great gods of Xuanhuang followed like shadows, blocking me for more than 800 years. Do you really think they are vegetarians? When we are born, they will be born, and there is basically no difference in nature. The only thing that is not restricted now is the Demon Realm. Therefore, the key to the decisive victory between the Northern Chu Bloodthirsty Palace and the Southern Chu Heavenly Court is not us, but in the Demon Realm, if you pull it over, you can accomplish great things."
"You said it simply." Bloodthirsty Yan Luo's face turned pale, "How many messengers have I sent to my Bloodthirsty Hall? Is one of them back alive?"
"That's because your sincerity is not enough." The Soul-Devouring King glanced at the Bloodthirsty Yan Luo with a deep meaning, "If you present half of the Tianji Pill in your hand, your situation will be very different."
"You actually know that half of the Tianji Pill is in my hand." Bloodthirsty Yan Luo narrowed his eyes and glanced at the Soul-Devouring King.
"What can escape my Dharma eyes?" The Soul-Devouring King smiled faintly, "Do you really think that you were the only ones fighting for the Tianji Pill that night? If we were not restrained by the descendants of the emperor, would it be so easy for your Bloodthirsty Palace to grab the Tianji Pill?"
"Then tell me, who is in the other half of the Tianji Pill?" said the bloodthirsty Yan Luo, and glanced at the Soul-Devouring King with slightest inquiry.
"I said it's in my hands, do you believe it?" The Soul-Devouring King showed two rows of white teeth, even his smile was gloomy.
Upon hearing this, the bloodthirsty Yan Luo's eyes almost narrowed into a line. In that moment, he almost ordered the killing of the Soul-Devouring King. This is the Bloodthirsty Hall. All the Eight Kings can't be able to go out alive, let alone just a Soul-Devouring King.
However, the current situation does not allow him to do so. He still needs the powerful help of the Soul-Devouring King to restrain the descendants of Emperor Xuan.
In the hall, because of the words of the Soul-Devouring King, he fell into silence, and the atmosphere became more depressing and he was about to solidify.
"Report!" At some point, the silence in the hall was broken. A man in black walked in and knelt on one knee on the ground. "The Lord of the Palace, the man who kidnapped Xue Lin was circulating a message, let us use the money to redeem people."
"Notify Kuraguchi and go to redeem people." Bloodthirsty Yan Luo snorted coldly, "No matter who it is, I will bring that person back to me, regardless of life or death."
"I understand." The man in black nodded, but had no intention of leaving. "District... Lord of the Palace, just got the news, Sun... Sun Hao was also kidnapped."
Chapter completed!