"How many...wizards? Are you talking?"

“…”

"I don't understand. The world is so big, why do you have to dig a big hole in my palace and look for some underworld... Is this a twisted mental habit?"

Quanrong sacrifice: "..."

"Also, can you discuss whether you can discuss whether you can pull me out of bed every time when you work in the future, so that you can look at your faces every night. I have been having nightmares for several days!"

While speaking, Emperor Gan sat on a stone stairs without any image. After looking back at him, he sighed at the busy Quanrong Priests and sighed helplessly.

Headache!

I don’t know if the language is not smooth enough, or if these Quanrong priests don’t care about him, His Majesty, who is a big deal, have only said less than five sentences to him since they arrived in the Nanzhan Continent.

Meeting greetings, telling the task, choosing a location, taking out supplies, and asking him to get up.

After just a few words back and forth, Emperor Gan felt that the parrots he raised were more than these Quanrong priests could say.

The reason for his intent can only be vented in this way of complaining. Emperor Gan is still a person who knows that it is difficult to offend these Quanrong sacrifices who are closely related to the Lingxiao Sect. Since the other party chose to dig out some underworlds in his palace to define the boundaries, it is better for him, the emperor, to cooperate.

As for whether the other party can do it, will they encounter some unexpected "dirty things" when digging?

Emperor Gan was very worried about this.

You should know that according to ancient theory, places like the imperial palace with huge meanings are actually suppressing some strange things under the ground.

Just like under Shengjing, this semi-finished dragon vein was suppressed, and under the city of Bianliang suppressed a great demon on earth. There should be almost some messy things in Chang'an City, waiting for people to dig?

Sitting on the steps, Emperor Gan looked at the empty yard around the courtyard, and then looked at the so-called Quanrong sacrifices who were carrying a few "iron signs" in the courtyard, and they were in power from the bottom of their hearts.

‘Dig, dig, right in my palace, you will dig out a celestial immortal demon skeleton that has been sleeping for thousands of years, and I will not be surprised.

Or dig out a big zombie that has been born since ancient times?

Or is it a prehistoric beast that has been hidden in history?

Scream, what am I thinking about? Why do I always think of something coming out from the ground, and then swallow these Quanrong priests in one bite?’

Subconsciously touched his bare chin, Qiankun looked at it with a meaningful look that he had dug something, and was emitting a joyful shout.

‘Is it dug up now? Should I hide? Otherwise, if the fight will start later, what should I do if I involve me?

Forget it, right in this palace, even if I want to hide, where can I hide?

Leave it to fate...'

Thinking of this, Emperor Gan stood up and pointed at the Quanrong Priest who was 'overjoyed' and said loudly: "A few, I wonder if you can listen to me?"

The sacrificial scholars looked back at him.

Seeing this, Emperor Gan cleared his throat: "Cough cough, what, listen to me, if you stop and run away now, you can still save your life."

The sacrifice of the dogs: "???"

I wondered if this Gan Emperor was crazy. After thinking about it, I felt that I was in a good mood today. After a few days of busyness, I finally dug up the things delimited by the underworld. Several priests decided not to pay attention to him and continued digging.

Then, the disregarded Emperor Gan lowered his head in pain.

"I...I just knew, I just knew that I would definitely not be able to be the emperor.

Sure enough, what am I talking about?

On the day I registered, I was told by a group of ministers that the Earl of Donghai who had never come to see me could not afford to offend him. He was the God of Wealth in my country, who asked me to offer him.

After finally registering, I took the position of the emperor. In a few days, someone came to me, Gaomi, saying that the ministers in the court were secretly not clear about some martial arts sects. If the emperor did not find a strong backer, he would have overthrown him in a few days.

You said, isn’t my backer the people from Zhongzhou? Why are you so powerful, but no one takes you seriously?

Next, some people recommended me, some people advised me to join, some people persuaded me to speak kindly, and some people even forced me to join in person...

Tell me, why is it so difficult for me to be so emperor?"

The words of the Emperor's voice suddenly turned cold, giving people a very gloomy and sounded cold behind their backs.

"So, in order not to be deceived by them, and in order to continue to work for the immortals in your Zhongzhou wholeheartedly, I have merciless and buried them all in this garden..."

When Gan Huang said this, one of the Quanrong sacrificed a half-dried man was dug out from the ground.

As Emperor Gan finished speaking, the head of the man who was holding in his hands by the Quanrong sacrifice opened his eyes.

The green pupils emitted a faint light in the darkness, and in a demeanor that was not like a human, he stared coldly at the Quanrong sacrifices in front of him who dug it out.

At this moment, the surprise on the face of the Quanrong Priest turned into horror. They looked at the dug-out head under the ground, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying, and screamed and wanted to stuff it into the ground again.

But it is easy to dig it out, but how can it be if you want to stuff it in?

Suddenly, the man opened his head and did not give the several Quanrong sacrificial scholars a chance to resist. With a strong suck, he directly sucked the souls of the Quanrong sacrificial scholars into his mouth!

chew.

Swallow.

When the head swallowed the soul that had just been sucked, it turned from mid-air and looked at the Emperor Dagan who was sitting on the steps and lowered his head.

"Zhao Yi, how did you become the emperor?"

"I... don't know!"

"If you can't do it well, I can ask the people below to come up and serve you."

"I...Who is Zhao Yi? Who are you?"

"Sure enough, because I was injured too seriously in the last battle, is my soul still not healthy enough yet?"

"You...you...my head hurts so much! The imperial doctor! Where did the imperial doctor die?"

"Forget it, don't keep thinking about it."

Looking at the pain of Gan Huang holding his head, Mo Yang let out a cold sigh from his head, and flew to Gan Huang and turned around. Then, the head said in Gan Huang's ear in a cold and almost narrated facts:

"You are the Emperor of Dagan, you are the Lord of the Nine Five, and you are the most noble existence in the world.

You have to remember that no one in this world can offend you.

But you are not strong enough now. You must learn to endure and compromise. But remember that you cannot catch the sins you have committed, otherwise there will be stains on your body and you will not be the most noble person."

"Who am I?"

"Remember, don't let those people from Zhongzhou continue to dig in your yard. Remember, not only are the literati and Confucian scholars who come to force you to do so, but also the concubines in the harem who were secretly executed by you because they learned that you are inhumane..."

"I am not humane?"

Suddenly, Emperor Gan raised his head and looked at the green head floating in front of him with an angry look and roared: "Lin Lingsu, don't go too far!!!"

"Tsk, are you awake?"

Looking at the Gan Emperor whose expression suddenly changed drastically, the green light head turned around in the air for several times. A large number of green light spots fell from the place where flesh and blood were exposed below the human head, and then fell on the Gan Emperor: "Don't struggle, with your current soul, if it is exposed like this, it will collapse and rot in less than half a month."

But the Gan Emperor, who was stained with the light spot, resisted in an extremely angry tone: "I warn you Lin Lingsu, if you are using those messy reasons on me, I will take you to die together!!!"

"Okay, I understand. Keep sleeping, don't show up again if you have nothing to do."

"Oh!"

"It's not that I said you, but you were so seriously injured last time. If I hadn't been to save you, the remnants of the previous dynasty, not to mention that you can still become emperor now, or you can be distracted from the will of heaven, that would be a blessing!"

"Save me? Lin Lingsu! Why don't you think about it? Gu is staying well in Beimang Mountain. Who led the monks in Zhongzhou to Beimang? The Lord King has to fight with them!!!"

"You talk about this to me? Zhao Yi, can you become the Ghost King? Isn't it still me who recommends you to the position?"

"Gou! If it weren't for you, the old Taoist, how could Gu die? If he could not die, how could Gu be stuffed into Beimang Mountain by you!!!"

"Okay, what you said is reasonable, what you said is right. Stop talking. Just by the effort of your words, your soul will be dissipated halfway..."

As the words of the Green Light Head fell, with a slap, the Gan Emperor, who was still full of energy, fell directly to the ground.

Seeing this, the green head next to him also made a pleasant teasing:

"Why are you not afraid of death when you promised? Why are you so scared?"

Obviously, Zhao Yi, who had already fallen asleep, could not answer it. Fortunately, Lin Lingsu did not expect to be answered. After seeing Zhao Yi fall asleep again, this Taoist master who has become such a miserable appearance for some reason. He looked at the densely excavated pits around him, and looked at the tall Quanrong sacrifices standing in the center of the courtyard.

"I hid myself so tightly, but you still dug it out?

This group of fellow Taoists in Zhongzhou really has some tricks!"

As he said this, two green lights suddenly appeared from the green head's eyes, shining into the pupils of the several Quanrong Saints in front of him in turn.

A moment later, several Quanrong priests who had been devoured by him opened their eyes, knelt in front of the heads in turn, and worshiped them with great tribute.

Seeing this, Green Light Head nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay, I can only do this for the time being. Remember to hide some cover for me, and don't dig randomly in the palace where people run away.

If someone asks you the exact location of the underworld, you can tell them... The back mountain of Wudang Mountain, in the sea to the east, you can discuss these two places by yourself, just say one of them to deal with them, don't let those people bother me, do you understand?"

"We are obeying the orders of the Immortal Elder!"

"Okay, go and do your business. Remember to fill in the holes in the courtyard later."

"We know."

"Then... I will leave first."

With the last sound falling, the green head suddenly soared into the sky, and the diameter turned into a green flame, flying towards the southeast.
To be continued...