Duanwang Mansion.

Large terrace, dark night, a table to eat and drink, quiet.

Song Yuan, Holy Hand, Mu Qingqing, Duanwang, Qi Keke.

Face the complex, uncertain and terrifying reality together!

The Holy Hand was silent for a long time.

He was extremely saddened by the death of Shenpu, but he had always remained calm enough.

He pointed out a doubtful point.

"There is no doubt that the murderer of Shenpu is the coachman, because the soul return, Shenpu himself has confirmed."

"However, I always felt a little, confusing... Is the reason for killing Shenpu really just because the coachman and the princess were secretly eaten and discovered? "

Such a coincidence?"

"They steal food, where can't they go, but they want to run into the wilderness, deep mountains and empty valleys?"

Truly.

Suspicious.

Duan Wang also expressed puzzlement: "A master of the Nether Realm, he would rather be three or four lower, lurk in this king's palace, and be a coachman... What exactly is his plan? "

Damn it, is this guy cheating with the princess a trick?"

Mu Qingqing nodded slightly.

The more she thought about it, the more suspicious she felt: "Coachman, who ordered him to act like this?" "

Behind-the-scenes forces?"

"What kind of behind-the-scenes force is it?"

"What is the attempt of the forces behind the scenes?"

"Or, there is no behind-the-scenes force, in fact, it is very simple, it is through the Nether Realm master coachman game in the world, it doesn't matter, steal food, accidentally, he only shot to kill Shenpui... That's it? "

There was a lot of talk.

However, everyone wonders if there are forces behind the scenes? If so, what is the purpose of the forces behind the scenes? What kind of connection is there between the behind-the-scenes forces and the coachman?

Up in the air!

In fact, these problems can be put aside and doubtful.

The most current, realistic, and urgent problem is still what Shenpu said..."There is great terror here!"

Song Yuan asked a sharp question, but everyone had to answer immediately.

"Let's go? Or don't go, deal with the big terror? "

Divine pupils feel terrifying.

The divine pupil hopes that the holy hand will go.

Hypothesis: if Shenpu faces the Southern Ming Emperor, he will definitely not feel the Great Emperor, which can be regarded as a great terror.

In the face of the Great Emperor, the Holy Hand can fight, plus Song Yuan and Mu Qingqing, the Divine Pupil will definitely think that the Holy Hand Song Yuan they have a chance to win.

Then it can be seen that the great terror that the Divine Pupil thinks is definitely more powerful, more powerful, and more terrifying than the Great Emperor!

"That, it's really a big horror!"

Song Yuan said.

He analyzed the current situation.

"We can go, leave Hongcheng, then it will be safe."

"However, this is actually only temporary security!"

"Great terror, once out of the spirit mine?"

"Unthinkable!"

Now, the pattern of Song Yuan is different!

Nanming Prefecture, of course, is not the Southern Ming Prefecture of the Southern Ming Dynasty, but the Southern Ming Prefecture of the Three Sects.

The three sects are honored by Song Yuan!

Therefore, the big terror, behind-the-scenes forces, if they make trouble in Hongcheng, then they are a big trouble!

They are the big trouble in Hongcheng.

The big trouble in Hongcheng is the big trouble in Nanmingzhou.

The trouble in Hongcheng and the trouble in Nanmingzhou are the trouble of the three sects, and the trouble of Song Yuan.

"Actually, where can we go and what can we dodge?"

"We are always in Nanmingzhou, Nanmingzhou's troubles, we must deal with, solve, and settle!"

Song Yuan's words made Saint Hand and Mu Qingqing nod frequently.

Duanwang also fully agreed.

He sighed.

He knew it in his heart: "King Ben, King Duan, that is the King of Duan, whose fiefdom is in the area of Hongcheng."

"If King Ben really ran, no matter where he ran, King Ben left his fief... What kind of king is that! "

Kicoco is also clear.

"The Odd Fu Sect is in Hongcheng, if there is really a big terror and behind-the-scenes forces in Hongcheng, then the first to bear the brunt of the unlucky is the Odd Fu Sect!"

"So, if now, taking advantage of the great terror and behind-the-scenes forces have not yet broken out, join hands with Duanwang and the three sects, everyone will solve the trouble together and deal with the big terror and behind-the-scenes forces... Wouldn't that be the best solution! "

So.

The crowd agreed.

Together.

Make up your mind.

Make every effort to deal with the great terror and behind-the-scenes forces.

............

Big terrace, dinner.

The atmosphere eased a lot.

Song Yuan and they reached an agreement, so everyone had a feeling of common hatred and morale!

Eat!

Drink!

And it's a big eat, it must drop!

"Afraid of a ball!"

"Shenma is terrifying, hum, sneaky, hiding in the depths of the so-called false spirit mine, dare not see people, and I don't know what pickled and strange things are!"

"The so-called behind-the-scenes forces, tired or not, I don't know what they are doing, I can't see the light!"

"Emperor Nanming, the existence of bulls and cats has all been turned over by us!"

"That is, that is, the great terror, how much stronger can it be than the Southern Ming Emperor?"

"Hah!"

Song Yuan stood up and announced loudly: "Big deal, let's show the big sword and kill everything through the Netherworld!" "

Wow!

Words and grandiose words!

So.

Everybody.

Holy Hand, Mu Qingqing, Qi Keke, and the greasy fat Duan Wang, they all looked at Song Yuan's bottom in unison.

Ahhh!

Song Yuan was a little embarrassed.

It seems that our words, the great sword, are easy to cause ambiguity!

He quickly corrected: "Hey, don't think crookedly, I don't mean the big sword, I mean, uh-huh, in fact, mine is a small sword!"

"Really, a powerful batch, I admire myself, killing everything through the Netherworld, it's normal!"

Of course.

Song Yuan refers to his little broken sword!

However

The holy hand looked at Song Yuan, coughing, he was still staring at the bottom of it, and suddenly realized: "Oh, little sword, yours is very small!" "

Song Yuan: Poof!

He almost squirted out the spiritual food in his mouth.

Mu Qingqing smiled.

She muttered and repeated the words of the Holy Hand: "Oh, little sword, yours is very small!" "

Song Yuan: Nima!

Duan Wang, fat head and big ears, greasy batch, smiling.

Hehe, hey, hey.

He is exactly what he looks like he knows everything.

Song Yuan looked at him, simply, a foreign breath!

He really wanted to shout at Duanwang: "You know a hair!" "

Chicoco, legal loli.

Childlike giant!

She blinked her cute big eyes, looked at Song Yuan, looked at the Holy Hand, and then looked at Mu Qingqing and Duan Wang, a little puzzled.

She said truthfully: "Sect Master Song's one is not small, how can it be called 'Little Sword'?" "

Song Yuan:"..."Holy

Hand, Mu Qingqing, Duan Wang, they looked at each other, they really couldn't bear it, laughed!

Hahahaha!

Hahahaha!

Hahahaha!

"Coco, you still know Sect Master Song!"

"Hey, hey!"

"We don't know, we really don't know, we haven't seen it!"

"Hmph, a pair of dog men and women!"

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