Chapter 348 The seventh generation of Black Mountain old demon?(2/2)
"Um?!"
After hearing this, Zhang Wen'an was moved by it.
"good."
The old lady was very happy when she heard this, took off the Buddhist beads from her wrist and handed them to Huang Sixiang:
"This thing is a Buddhist bead from the old man who is obtained from the Lanke Temple. Although it is not a treasure, it is enough to wear it without causing any disease and nourish the body.
As Fengxian’s Shu Xiu, I hope Mr. Don’t dislike him..."
"So, Huang surrendered."
Respectfully take the Buddhist beads, and the four yellow symbols retreat.
At this time, Zhang Wen'an saw the page that was opened on the imperial edict, with a vermilion red handwriting like a blade, circled out one, and was full of murderous intent:
"Taizu's great edict said: anyone who allows anyone to arrest officials who disturb the people or harm the people, their chief officials, and all people, who dare to stop them, their family will be killed!"
Since ancient times, the only one who dares to order the people to take officials and kill officials is the only one!
Looking at the murderous Daqiu, Zhang Wen'an fell into silence and then smiled again:
"Our family shouldn't care about what family background is... I was a little curious at this time. What's so great about that kid? It's worth Xu Wenji's plan for him like this."
"It's no wonder that he has asked us to use the Great Edict to save the boy..."
The old lady put together a grand edict and slowly returned to the room:
"You send someone to send him a gift, otherwise..."
Zhang Wen'an felt a little nervous.
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Bang!
A simple platform is built and a wake-up wood remake.
The storyteller clears his throat:
"By the way, there is a Seven Killing Temple between the white mountains and black waters! This temple is amazing. According to legend, when it was built, the Golden Tent King Court sent hundreds of thousands of civilians to dig the hills..."
"What do you say so much about the preface?"
Before the storyteller finished speaking, someone yelled below: "You old guy is quite unkind. Every time you tell me about the previous text!
I have a good memory, so I don’t need you to help me recall it!”
"Yes, so extreme!"
The other spectators also agreed.
A story takes half an hour to complete, and the previous text requires a cup of tea. Who can bear it?
"Everyone, everyone!"
The storyteller hurriedly bowed to calm the irritability of the spectators, and did not dare to talk more, and got to the point:
"It is said that the Seven Killings Palace has been passed down from generation to generation. The six generations of Black Mountain old monsters are all the top masters in the world. They have been worshipped as gods by tribes on the grassland throughout the ages!
Especially the contemporary Black Mountain Old Monster, who has long been promoted to the Martial Saint, is incredible!”
The spectator interrupted again: "If this old monster in Black Mountain is really so powerful, how dare Ma Longtu challenge him?"
"you!"
The storyteller was overwhelmed, but he had to answer:
"It is said that the reason why this Black Mountain Old Demon is so powerful is because it has been passed down from generation to generation. Before each Black Mountain Old Demon dies, he will pass on his lifelong skills to his disciples..."
"The Malongtu is called a challenge, but in fact it wants to recognize it and become the seventh generation of Black Mountain old demon!"
...
By the window on the sixth floor, Yang Yu was left with some thoughts to listen to the noise in the restaurant, and at the same time he was flipping through the information collected by Liansheng Cult and some secret records.
Perhaps it was because there was a shadow left before that whenever Yang Yu was not so busy, he would always look for a restaurant, order some wine and food, and taste it slowly.
Lin Wenjun and Yu Lingxian are also here.
Looking at Yang Yu who was drinking, eating, drinking and reviewing files from time to time, both women felt itchy and suffered a lot of losses in the past few days.
‘Everyone said that this boy angered the court, why didn’t he see anyone chasing him?! Can the people from the Six Gate and Jinyiwei die?’
Lin Wenjun was wrapped tightly and complained deeply.
This was the first time she had seen such a leisurely wanted criminal, but she knew very well that she was helping with the help of Yu Lingxian's idiot Bai He.
Chapter completed!