Chapter 782 Yun's Confrontation,

"Where is Ah Zhao?"

Si Yu's torn eyes were almost bleeding.

If he didn't want to get news from Song Zhao, he would have taken Tantai Mo's life as soon as the other party could react.

Tantai Mo licked his lower lip and smiled, "The Prince Regent's concubine is gone, what does it have to do with me?"

"The king is not patient enough."

Si Yu was full of killing intent that couldn't be concealed, like a huge wave rushing over a rock, with a turbulence that swallowed the world.

His knuckles turned white, and the veins on his temples were throbbing, "Azhao, if you lose half of your hair, this king will overthrow you, and I will kill you!"

Tantai Mo tilted his head.

He pursed his lips in fear, and raised his leg to fight back.

The two men fought fiercely in the room.

You punch me.

Each other's moves are fatal, swords and swords are shadows.

It took a long time to separate. Both of them had injuries on their faces and bodies, and they fought indiscriminately.

Tantai Mo turned around and rang the bed bell,

Soon another group of South Vietnamese sergeants came in and surrounded Si Yu.

Tantai Mo tidied up his messy clothes, rubbed his bleeding forehead, and smiled half-smile, "The regent acted against me, broke the peace between the two countries, and intended to start a war. Is this crime enough to be blamed by everyone?"

Si Yu narrowed his eyes.

He moved his wrist and was about to kill.

The sergeants around him suddenly fell to the ground strangely.

Si Yu, "?"

what's the situation?

Tantai Mo, "?"

He glanced at Si Yu, and took two steps back warily.

At this time, there was wind passing through the corridor outside the door.

Immediately, a middle-aged man in white clothes walked in gracefully.

Si Yu looked at the man suspiciously.

The person who came was holding a dust whisk in his hand, and was dressed in snow-white, making the black hair that was casually scattered all the more clear.

The moment Tantai Mo saw the person coming, his pupils seemed to have an earthquake, he stepped forward tremblingly, and asked in great surprise, "Are you, the head of Penglai?"

The head of Penglai is the first person in metaphysics. He was born with a celestial eye. He knows astronomy and geography, knows the past and predicts the future.

Known as the originator of Xuanzhong.

He has traveled all over the world to help rescue countless people in trouble, and his own metaphysics is so superb that everyone knows it.

It is the god that people in metaphysics look up to in their hearts, and it is also recognized as a living immortal in the world.

Decades ago, Penglai disappeared mysteriously, and the whole world guessed that he had attained Taoism and become a fairy.

Xuanmen built a portrait for Penglai, and the kings of various dynasties would pay tribute and donate silver to him every year, and the appearance of Penglai had already been engraved in their eyes.

In particular, Master Huiling regarded himself as the disciple of the head of Penglai, and Tantai Mo was even more impressed with Penglai.

Such an elder Xuan, who is not enough to be described by virtue and prestige, actually appeared in front of him?

Penglai didn't pay attention to Tantai Mo, he just looked at Si Yu gently, like an acquaintance, "Little friend Si, we meet again."

Si Yu was surprised that a person of Penglai's level would know him, but at the moment he was full of anxiety, and he asked without the slightest respect, "When did this king and the head of Penglai meet?"

Penglai found an armchair and sat down, and smiled loudly, "Young people just don't have a good memory. It seems you forgot that at the head of Huangquan Road, the gate of hell, you and I made a deal."

Si Yu's nerves collapsed, "What, what deal?"

Penglai smiled and said slowly, "A hundred years ago, at the price of never being reincarnated, you offered my soul, which was supposed to be the emperor Ziweixing, to my evil disciple, and only then did she forge the rebirth she had to stick to for a hundred years."