Chapter 1270： Holy Mountain Fury

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Brows can't help but tremble lightly, as the Emperor Yan dies, he is surprised: "Are you ... Zhuofan?"

"Or you can call me ... old friend, Demon Emperor Zhuo Yifan!"

"what?"

"At first, your love affairs may not be known to others, but among the eight emperors, there should still be a few people who know it, including me!"

In the jungle not far away, Zhuo Fan called his heart quiet and closed his eyes to hear the voice: "What I did to you is to settle the grudges of that year. Now I will give you a chance to settle the love of that year, but unfortunately you let go!"

It turns out so!

Nodded, the emperor nodded with a smile: "It is you who came back, no wonder ... In this way, the emperor domain is unified and deserved. After all, you are the real, the head of the eight emperors!"

Wow!

A violent black air surged, and Yan Yan's final body was swallowed instantly, leaving only a pile of ashes scattered on the ground. Meng Haodong was holding a piece of powder, and that piece of rag, just like his own son at that time, but he was already in a daze, looked at the sky in confusion, and roared out: "What the **** is going on? Kill Who is my son? Where is Chu Qingcheng? Is Yan Huang the murderer? "

"This answer, you will know in the future, don't be too anxious now, Lord Monsan!"

Slowly opened his eyes, Zhuo Fan's eyes flashed a beam of light, revealing a strange smile. Stand up, pat the dust on the body, and leave the place with pleasure. Come quietly and walk away gently without taking a cloud.

A month later, Zhuo Fan returned to the Luo Family Headquarters, with a light smile on his face, and then returned to his study. Raising his hand and gently pushing the bookcase to the side, a shelf with eight pieces of wood chips was suddenly revealed. Each piece of wood was engraved with the name of an eight emperor, and now three pieces are missing.

Gently took the piece of wood with the name of Yan Huang, and rubbed it a little, Zhuo Fan smiled softly and murmured: "Yan Huang, say goodbye, go!"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhuo Fan shook his hand and threw the wood chip behind his head.

With a bang, the wood chips burned up in the air until they fell, but when they fell, they just fell into a brazier and burned.

Zhuo Fan just turned his back to the brazier, his face was casual, and he took a deep breath.

"Zhuofan!"

Suddenly, a soft sound came out, and a shadow suddenly pushed the door straight in, with a smile on his face, but it was no doubt that Chu Qingcheng. It's just that when she saw the wooden frame lined with the names of the emperors, she was stunned for a moment: "What are you ... doing?"

With a slight smile, Zhuo Fan shrugged unconsciously: "Nothing, clean up the debris!"

"Miscellaneous? Are these things?"

He looked at him suspiciously, and Chu Qingcheng looked at the names on the wooden frames again, sweeping them one by one, when he saw the vacant names, he felt a little stunned, and then looked at the brazier still Although most of the burning wood chips have been lost, the corner of the emperor can still see the clues: "Why are you burning my Master's brand?"

"Well, Allure, she is the murderer who poisoned your whole family. Do you still care about her so much?"

With a dull face, Chu Qingcheng hesitated and shook his head: "I don't know. Although she has harmed my family, she is also my master, who has nurtured me for a hundred years ..."

"Then let you hand-pull her, how do you decide?" Zhuo Fan looked solemn, before the words of her fell.

Chu Qingcheng was even more embarrassed when he shuddered, and he kept shaking his head and even had tears in his eyes: "I don't know, I can't face her at all ... Zhuo Fan, I really don't know what to do ..."

"Okay, okay, you do n’t know!"

Gently holding her in her arms, Zhuo Fan patted her shoulder and sighed: "Now you don't need to know anymore, I won't lie to you, your master is now dead!"

"what?"

"My person has always been public and private. If I were you, she had a genocidal hatred against me, and I needed to do it. But she had nurtured me for many years, and she had a feeling of mentoring. Now she is dead, as a disciple, she deserves Obey his filial piety! "

With a deep glance at her, Zhuo Fanyou said: "It is no longer necessary for you to sharpen her now. If you have any thoughts in your heart, don't let it go to honor her. It will be a friendship between the master and the disciple. There is no regret in her heart. Of course, this is just my approach. If you have any difficulties, even if you do what you want, you do n’t have to ignore me! "

Waving his hands anxiously, Chu Qingcheng hurriedly said: "No, no, you're right, it made me suddenly cheerful. Although I can't start with her, but to pay tribute to her, it's a matter of mentoring , Just do what you say! "

"Well, you go out and tell the people below, prepare to pay homage!"

Nodding his head, Chu Qingcheng smiled slightly, turned around and left, but turned around and looked at Zhuo Fan again before leaving, especially the wood chips, and the suspiciousness in his eyes was even worse.

After her back disappeared completely, Zhuo Fan withdrew her gaze and smiled happily, then swept the names on the wood chips one by one and sneered: "The eight emperors of the Holy Land, now the four emperors, the next four You have practiced the magical supremacy that you dreamed of in the first place. It should be fast, ha ha ha ... "

"Zhuo Butler!"

At this time, Li Jingtian trot all the way in again, smiling with a smile: "Just heard that Miss Chu was going to pay tribute to her master, so Zhuo Steward's strategy was successful?"

Nodded faintly, Zhuo Fan smiled lightly: "Yeah, when I went to see Yan Huang, she had already broken through the saints, but it was only one year, so fast, ha ha ha ..."

"If there is no breakthrough in thousands of years, it will be broken in one year?"

In front of him, Li Jingtian grinned: "Zuo steward, you are really perverted. If you can practice well, it is estimated that you will soon break through the Holy Realm, and even the Emperor Realm. Then, what you are worried about will be It won't happen, hehehe ... "

Slowly waved his hand, Zhuo Fan was unprecedentedly serious: "From the situation of the eight emperors practicing the magic of the heavenly demon, I am more certain that the main purpose of this practice is to make a word, not to absorb everything in the world. People The cultivation of the mind, the devil is overgrown, should not be slow or urgent, the magic refining can stand above the demon to reach the highest realm of the devil, and will not be controlled by the demon. Temptation can resist this temptation before you can practice successfully. If you cannot resist it, you will be repulsed. Zhao Cheng and Yan Huang are the best examples. "

"This truth is simple to say, but it is difficult to do. The wisdom of the masters of the emperor realm can be explored by extraordinary people! Li Lao, if you old elders will touch the edge of the emperor realm in the future, you must keep this in mind. Impatience! "

"Hehehe ... Zhuo's housekeeper has won the prize. You tell them to Dan Lao. I don't think I have this qualification!" Chan smiled and scratched his head. Li Jingtian laughed out of laughter.

On the other hand, watching Yan Huang die strangely in front of himself, the doubts in Meng Haodong's heart are more and more prosperous. If Yan Huang had nothing to do with the death of his son, who else would be implicated in that day?

However, he still had no clue after personally checking for several months, and he could not care about it. After all, now, another more urgent matter is waiting for him to discuss with other old guys.

The layout of the Holy Mountain to the Emperor Realm has completely gone to another branch of road, which is equivalent to making wedding dresses for others. How can this make them proud of these days?

Isn't this a fool of their holy mountain!

"Master Monsan!"

In the seventh holy mountain, in front of a magnificent hall, as soon as Meng Haodong appeared, a group of saints knelt down and bowed together, respectfully and courteously.

Waving his hand impatiently, Meng Haodong glanced at them coldly: "Is the other mountain owner here?"

"The six mountain owners are discussing important things inside and waiting for me to wait!"

"Take a fart and discuss an egg. Now that the tree we planted, the fruit has to be picked by the family, what are we discussing?" Meng Haodong rushed into the house angrily, no one could stop him.

When I entered the lobby, the elder headed by the long beard saw it, but smiled happily, beckoning: "Haodong is here, sit down. We are still negotiating just now, and sent the little cubs in the Imperial Realm to do well. , The prosperity of the world, singing and dancing, it seems that they have the ability to lead the group. Then, we plan to send three more people down the mountain to replace the seat of the eight emperors, but we do n’t know who to send. Haodong, your sixth holy Are there any young talents in the mountains? Let ’s take a look from you this time? Hahaha ... "

"What's the matter? A bunch of wastes are all emptied by others, and they are proud, they don't know it, huh!"

Tossing his sleeves fiercely, Meng Haodong immediately sat on a bench, gritting his teeth with anger: "Dear brother, you listen to the bunch of little cubs inviting merits, blinding the Holy Listen, and sending people to see it now. The eight territories of the imperial domain have already been surnamed Luo. People only know that there is the Luo family, but they do not know who the eight emperors of the Holy Mountain faction are. It really is not even as good as a puppet emperor. The puppet emperor, everyone knows their country No, but these three little rabbits, alas! "

"what?"

Can't help being surprised, the other six people immediately went into a circle, anxiously said: "Haodong, what ... what do you say? Make it clear, what is going on? Where did the Luo family come from, and why have they never heard of it? "

Helplessly glanced at them, Meng Haodong sighed and sighed.

The gang of old guys have been curling up on the holy mountain, and they don't know the changes outside, and they don't have any information. I thought that Cheng Tian only stared at the resources of the tribute every year, but I didn't know. The three little cubs outside were like them. They went out to do things according to the Holy Mountain.

Later, the Luo family seized the opportunity to seize power, and there was no knowledge. It was really stupid like a pig!

After taking a deep breath and taking another sip of tea, Meng Haodong brought out what he saw and heard in the eyes of everyone.

This time, the six old men were all stunned, but soon became angry. Even the disciples of the Holy Mountain dare to deceive, this Luo family really does not make sense, do not want to live.

But they didn't even think about what their three sacred mountain disciples did in the emperor's realm, and how many people died. They still have angry faces, cut ...