Chapter 1240

"What the prince said is very true."

"Yes, yes! Your majesty is kind-hearted, and kindness is greater than prestige. This will attract talents and talents from all over the world to take refuge."

"With your Majesty the Arctic and your princes, all the talents in the world belong to you."

The air suddenly became cold.

Before dawn, this is the place of execution. Ghosts are lurking. The smell of yin and evil is very heavy. At this time, the Arctic Prince suddenly raised his eyebrows, and the extremely cold breath turned into wisps and rushed to the monks around.

The ministers under the Arctic emperor were all frightened. Many people secretly looked at the monk who said the last word and looked blue at the moment, showing a look of watching a good play.

"Princes? What you want to say, but yuyouxi? My brother, tianbang genius, has the trust of my father and Emperor. He is indeed the first person to inherit the immortal Dynasty in the future."

Yu Youdong said faintly, with sarcasm in his tone.

"Prince, don't be angry. This isn't what I mean..." the monk was so scared that he turned white. He didn't know he had made a taboo. He hurriedly knelt down and bowed his hands towards Yuyou East.

"Forget it, what you plan to do is your business. But, in the end, who will know who is the king and who is the defeated bandit."

Yu Youdong sneered and took off the frozen black gourd from his waist. The gourd was surrounded by ghost patterns and showed a strong ghost atmosphere. This ghost gourd is his biggest dependence now. He returned from donghuazong Yingxian City frustrated and was ignored by the Arctic emperor. Seeing that the gap between Yu Youxi and Yu Youdong was getting bigger and bigger, Yu Youdong was restless. He knelt in front of his mother's closed fairy cave for seven days and nights, and finally got this ghost gourd.

Ghost gourd is a super treasure. After absorbing enough nether death Qi, it can become a real magic weapon of heaven. It can not only be used to kill the enemy, but also be used to cultivate, break through, refine and seal demons, etc.

This is also the reason why yuyoudong will come here.

These days, whenever there is a death battle or execution in the Arctic emperor's territory, Yu Youdong will come no matter how busy he is.

This Tianqing mine has been his most frequent visit in the past month.

A month ago, there was a riot in Tianqing mine.

More than 600 mining slaves suddenly attacked the guards one night. After killing 17 guards, they took away the rune key of the mine and fled the mine at night. If there had not been a traitor among them and the news had leaked out, the more than 600 mining slaves might have escaped from Shengtian and could not be found again.

Zuo Duwei sent out and captured more than 600 mining slaves overnight. One of them was not less, the other was not dead, and all of them were imprisoned in the dungeon at the bottom of the mountain.

These miners were not executed immediately, but beheaded 20 people every day. The rest remained in the mountain dungeon and suffered until the day of northern execution.

Among the more than 600 mining slaves, the one who suffered the most was the founder of the riot, the true Taoist monk who called himself Baimei.

"The time has come. Kill!"

The first ray of sunshine falls from the sky, and Yu Youdong is cold.

WOW!

Twelve devil's head knives were cut off.

Blood roared.

Twelve heads flew high.

Yu Youdong flicked open the gourd hat and absorbed the dead spirit of the nether world.

"Ah!"

Just then, a scream rang out, echoing between the mine and the valley.

The scream came from the bottom of the mountain. The pain of the cry made not only the mining slaves on the mountain frightened, but also the Arctic friars guarding the mining slaves pale.

"Die."

Yu Youdong glanced at the bottom of the mountain and snorted coldly.

The monks around looked at each other and exchanged eyes secretly.

Originally, the mountain owner of this mine did not punish Bai Mei so seriously, but with the arrival of Yu Youdong, he became angry after hearing the rumors about this person, ordered to increase the punishment, and there will be new punishment every day.

For nothing else, just because the monk of zhendaojing named Bai Mei, the excuse he used to incite the miners to riot, violated the taboo of Arctic Prince Yu Youdong.

The white eyebrow said that his master was Luo Chuan.

He also said that he was the first group of guards to follow Luochuan.

Luo Chuan, the leader of the cannon fodder camp, is the third in the list of heaven. Now he is the hottest among the young generation in heaven and earth.

After leaving the donghuazong area, Luo Chuan was silent for a short time, but before long, news about him came from hunhai again and again, and everything surprised the friars who cared about him under the Arctic emperor. A monk once asked for orders from the Arctic emperor. Luo Chuan has become powerful. If he can't recruit, he will kill him as soon as possible. But the Arctic emperor always turned a blind eye to Luochuan. After receiving the news about Luochuan, he read it and put it away. He never said anything.

In short, as Luochuan's reputation becomes more and more famous in Tianchen Buzhou, borrowing Luochuan's name is both a good and a bad thing.

The good thing is that many mining slaves were successfully mobilized and an almost successful riot was staged. The bad thing is that Luo Chuan's enemies and opponents are also more and more. There are many who secretly hate others, including the noble Arctic Prince Yu Youdong.

"Luo Chuan's Pro guard? Hehe, a pro guard in the true Taoist realm, even if it's abandoned, Luo Chuan won't care."

Yu Youdong's mouth was slightly raised and waved his hand: "Fang lacks fire. From today on, at noon every day, he will add a Shura ice and fire chain to him. He has held on for nearly a month. Even if he adds another ice and fire chain, it will not be a problem for him to hold on for another three or five days with his identity as Luo Chuan's personal guard."

"Yes..." the owner of the mine hesitated, his forehead covered with cold sweat.

He once hated white eyebrow, but later, he had a touch of pity and sympathy for white eyebrow. A little monk in the realm of the true Tao was tortured and humiliated day and night by the prince of the Arctic, who was under two people and over ten thousand people, just because he blew the wrong cow and said a wrong word. Even he couldn't see it.

To Fang Xiaohuo's surprise, these torture methods are generally limited to five or six days, up to seven or eight days. But the white eyebrow could last so long. Even many first-class and second-class guards under the command of the Arctic emperor did not have such mentality and endurance.

If the white eyebrow had only the cultivation of the true Taoist realm, Fang wanhuo might really think that this person had some connection with Luo Chuan.

"He said he was Luo Chuan's personal guard... Hehe, why didn't Luo Chuan come to save you? Luo Chuan is so powerful. Now he has been called a giant in hunhai and the top figure of the young generation. Saving you a small mining slave is not easy. How could he leave you here... Luo Chuan, what's the big deal of Luo Chuan! Do you have to call his name!"

Listening to Yu you whispering to himself, Fang Xiaohuo had a stiff smile on his face, but his scalp was numb and his heart was bitter.

Naturally, he knew the experience of crown prince Yu Youdong in the field of Donghua sect - he met Luo Chuan and was humiliated. Even the third jade star dust in the list was played by Luo Chuan from the beginning, not to mention Yu Youdong. But Yu Youdong is not an ordinary young friar, but one of the princes of the Arctic emperor.

If he is Yu Youdong's confidant, it's just that he is not. However, he hears that Yu Youdong curses and resents a monk who has defeated him, and still faces him... If yu Youdong is in a bad mood one day and thinks of today's affairs, will he still have life?

"What are you still doing? Why don't you go and add ice and fire chains to him? Fang is short of fire?" Yu Youdong glanced coldly at the miner next to him.

"Yes, my subordinates will go now."

Fang Miehuo walked towards the bottom of the mountain with a stiff face.

"Bai Mei... What else do you insist on doing... If I were you, I'd rather die early than suffer day and night! At least I can ask for reincarnation, forget all the pain of this life and start over. It's been a month, do you really expect Luo Chuan to save you... You've been tortured silly, have you forgotten? Luo Chuan is just an excuse you made up to confuse people!"

Fang Minghuo thought angrily as he walked. As long as Bai Mei lives one more day, Yu Youdong will not give up the torture of Bai Mei, which also makes him frightened.

"Why don't you... Find a chance to solve the white eyebrow. It's all over, and you don't have to worry about it. Yes, that's it... It's been tortured for so long, and the crown prince will never find out."

After Fang Xiaohuo made up his mind, he was in a happy mood and even walked a lot faster.

At this time, a sudden change occurred.

Suddenly, a mountain shook.

In the early morning, the fog was still thick. After a brief tremor, the mine shrouded in the thick fog suddenly roared and cracked!

Flying sand and stones, air rushing!

The Arctic friars guarding the mines were flying, while the mining slaves fell into the cracked valley.

"Protect your highness!"

The officials who came with Yu Youdong surrounded Yu Youdong in three circles and looked at the dark valley at the bottom of the mountain with great vigilance.

"Get out of the way."

Yu Youdong angrily drank the Arctic friars who stood in front of him, sneered and strode forward: "the prince wants to see who dares to joke with the prince."

He hated the feeling of being protected by people. Neither his father nor his famous brother had ever been so protected.

The breaking wind sounded from the bottom of the mountain.

The first to see the scene at the bottom of the mountain was several Arctic friars guarding the mine. They opened their mouths and looked strange. They looked at Yu Youdong from time to time.

Then, the two murderers who went to inquire also saw it, with the same complex and strange eyes.

"Play tricks."

Yu Youdong flew forward with an iron face. When he stood at the mouth of the valley and looked down, his face stiffened and his eyes stagnated.

"This, how is it possible..."

At the bottom of the mountain, Taoist Baimei, the imprisoned riot leader, was being held by a black butterfly and flew up slowly. Bai Mei was lying with his eyes closed. He had passed out, but all the forbidden Dharma arrays on him disappeared.

"Who is it?" Yu you was shocked to the East, subconsciously stepped back, and immediately his face twitched slightly: "who is playing tricks!"