Chapter 14: Is It the Royal Minister Who Leads the Land?

The island is small, but on the road you can see some traces of human beings who once lived here.

Wolfgang and Charlotte soon saw the small house mentioned by the man who could make Gong Fanxing kneel down - it was indeed a very small house, hidden in the forest of the island.

"I smell something on this guy that should only belong to the dead."

Charlotte's words suddenly rang in Wolfgang's ears, but he didn't speak, and just nodded thoughtfully.

Dead people...dead people will not have such powerful power.

It's not that I'm afraid, but more of a curiosity... Transcendents are restricted in this world, and the more dangerous the sub-world, the greater the restrictions. Even the so-called [gods] are often lost.

But the other person is obviously not this kind of person.

...that is, this pinnacle creature created in this world?

They have reached the ultimate limit of everything in this world, but those who have not left are collectively called peak creatures, or extreme powerhouses.

People in the transcendent organization will not underestimate any peak creature in the world... The only difference between the peak creature and the transcendent is that one is inside and the other is outside, but both parties can release the most powerful things in the world. The ultimate forces are theoretically equal.

Shenzhou True Dragon dares to say that even if an immortal comes, he will still beat him if he doesn't like it, just because of this equal condition.

——It’s just that there are too many peak creatures allowed to exist in this sub-world.

Wolfgang was muttering something in his heart, but saw that the man leading the way had stopped and invited the two of them to enter this simple room.

Wolfgang and Charlotte looked at each other and understood each other's intentions: just wait and see what happens.

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"You can call me [Mr. Song]." The man smiled slightly, "For now, I will act as [Mr. Song]."

"That is to say, you are not going to tell us your true identity, right." Wolfgang smiled lightly.

He has never seen anyone, from the [Thrones] of the Transcendents to the wandering ghosts... He won't be surprised by the other person's true identity. At most, he is just curious, but he doesn't necessarily know... He has to look at the other person. Is it worth falling to the ground?

For example, the King of Hell that he and Charlotte searched for was obviously worth it.

If Lucifer could be tricked into joining the Transcendent Organization, then his hard work during this period would be able to reap extremely rich rewards.

Developing a Hell King as a member is a much more profitable way than other guys working hard to find potential newcomers to earn heads.

"No, I plan to tell you." [Mr. Song] smiled slightly, "But only after you are loyal to me."

Wolfgang was very startled...As for Charlotte, she looked at it with interest.

In the end, Wolfgang shook his head. He was a musician. He would only appear irritable when his inspiration went wrong. Normally, he was like a graceful gentleman. Even when he heard ridiculous words, he was quite calm. .

He smiled and said: "Perhaps [Mr. Song] does not fully understand the current situation. Of course, this is understandable, but it is a pity that we...at least I will not be loyal to anyone. We are free."

"The more powerful a person is, the more arrogant and even rebellious he is." Mr. Song said calmly: "I understand this very well, because I have seen many such talented people, but they will eventually succumb."

"Why?" Wolfgang wasn't angry at all, he just felt ridiculous... and asked with a smile.

"Because." [Mr. Song] looked solemn at this time, and his voice was even more like a thousand mountains. "Under the world, is it the king's land; on the shore of the land, is it the king's ministers... I am this world."

Wolfgang and Charlotte's expressions instantly changed slightly.

Mr. Song's voice actually penetrated directly into their hearts, frantically impacting their inherent beliefs.

But let’s not talk about Wolfgang, the transcendent person who walks in the void. Even Charlotte is the banshee who always accompanies the King of Hell. How can she succumb easily?

The resistance could only last for a moment, and Mr. Song's solemn voice was instantly expelled from their hearts.

Wolfgang suddenly snorted coldly. If a musician loses his temper, he can be disowned, let alone a stranger.

Charlotte's eyes suddenly turned from frivolous to sharp... The black umbrella she was holding suddenly twitched, revealing a sharp sword hidden inside.

But at this moment, a Bagua mark appeared in the air.

Wolfgang and Charlotte were both trapped in this gossip mark at the same time, and a purple light flashed across [Mr. Song's] face.

The Bagua mark shrank instantly at this moment.

Wolfgang and Charlotte felt the moment when the mark appeared almost at the same time. Their hearts seemed to be washed away... Wolfgang's face had a look of disbelief.

He has seen this kind of gossip!

——This seems to be an...illusion of [Fuxi Throne]?

However, the incredible feeling in his heart has not completely dissipated. The Bagua mark has locked him and Charlotte at the same time. At the same time, [Mr. Song] slowly spoke: "Hunyuan Wuji Dao method... Soul-locking mark."

The Bagua mark was instantly shattered.

At the same time, the same Bagua mark appeared on the back of Wolfgang's and Charlotte's left hands.

It's like a fire seal.

The Bagua mark on the back of the hand gave the two of them a burning feeling from time to time, directly connecting their hearts... and it was heartbreaking.

Then Mr. Song waved his hand, and a strong wind swept Wolfgang and Charlotte out of the door.

I only heard Mr. Song say calmly: "From now on, you two will be the king's ministers. If you are disloyal, you will suffer the pain of soul lock... Now, let you two understand first, what is the soul lock?" bitter."

Wolfgang and Charlotte, who were swept out of the house, fell into a pool of water outside the house... The moment they emerged from the water and heard [Mr. Song]'s voice, the two began an unprecedented... screams.

In the wooden house, [Mr. Song], who had just used the soul-locking seal, spit out a mouthful of blood.

His age seemed to disappear in an instant, and he suddenly changed from being in his thirties to being in his forties. His temples were grayer and his face was much thinner.

"Your Majesty!" Gong Fanxing was shocked.

Mr. Song waved his hand and said calmly: "I'm fine. I just lost some essence and blood. I will make up for it from my descendants later. Since Gongsun Wuwo is dead, you are the only one left to work for me. Anyway, It’s just an inconvenience… It’s worth it to have surrendered these two people this time.”

Gong Fanxing said worriedly: "Your Majesty, the origins of Wolfgang and Charlotte are mysterious. I haven't been able to get a glimpse of the bottom line of their strength... I wonder if the Soul Locking Seal can really conquer these two."

"Why not?" Mr. Song said calmly: "Even immortals will be suppressed by the Soul Locking Seal if they are lost... This is the emperor's martial arts, coming from Xuanyuan Palace... In Xuanyuan Palace, there are people who are suppressed by the Soul Locking Seal. Immortal."

Gong Fanxing's eyes suddenly changed with shock... This was a secret she had never heard before!

"I'm tired and need to take a rest." Mr. Song waved his hand again and said, "When they have had enough of the pain of soul locking, tell them the rules."

"My slave knows..." Gong Fanxing's face was pale, but he exited the cabin with great respect.

However, he had just left, and there was a burst of purple energy on Mr. Song's face... His aging continued to appear at this time, but it seemed to be forcibly suppressed, and the most severe thing was that it stopped.

Mr. Song's eyes couldn't help but look a little tired.

"...Which descendants are always good and bad, and few of them can be used." Mr. Song's eyes even gradually darkened, "Only the most outstanding descendants...the descendants who can compete for the dragon can truly resurrect me. Song Haoran, Don't make me wait too long..."

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City, in a quiet compound.

"... Judging from the situation at the scene, the deceased should not have fought with anyone before he died. According to other members of the mission, they returned to their rooms after dinner. As for the deceased who was used as a sacrifice, there was a fight every night. They all have the habit of praying and don’t like to be disturbed by others..."

Yan Xiaoxi was covering his mouth and nose with a tissue while listening to the preliminary investigation report - he was at the scene of the murder, one of the guest houses prepared for the delegations from all parties involved in the summit meeting. .

The deceased was a black uncle who looked to be in his fifties, with his face covered in tattoos, and then there was the appearance of death - this black uncle from the non-Tu continent was sacrificed. At this time, only a skin was left... The Skin Any internal organs, bones, and muscles underneath him were completely dissolved and discharged from the holes in his body, directly dyeing the carpet on the floor into sewer sewage.

"Where was the first person to find the deceased?"

"It was the deputy of their mission. He discovered it when he came to deliver breakfast to the priest at dawn, and then informed us... Our people are trying to comfort the members of the mission, but it seems that the effect is not effective so far. Okay." The subordinate said as if he was worried at this time: "This priest has a high prestige in their local area. If this matter cannot be solved..."

Yan Xiaoxi frowned: "Monitoring, standing guard... the secret room, the whole night, nothing was found."

"It stands to reason that all extraordinary powers should have been banned here." The subordinate said in confusion: "No one should be able to escape from our surveillance and come in from the outside."

Yan Xiaoxi suddenly said: "Besides this mission, what other missions are arranged to stay here?"

"In addition to this mission, there are three others." The subordinate said quickly: "Basically they are from the Non-Tu continent... The relationship between the extraordinary groups on the Non-Tu continent is very confusing, there are many and small, this time The people who can participate in the meeting are all local people with a history of hundreds or even hundreds of years. However, when we arranged for them to stay, we have done a survey to separate the groups that have conflicts with each other. There are differences between the diplomatic missions staying here. , there is no contradiction, and even two of them are friendly forces that have always been in contact."

"I want to meet with the leaders of these three groups. You go and make arrangements." Yan Xiaoxi nodded, and then ordered: "The things here are sealed for now... I know that things cannot be hidden, but at least We can’t let too many people know before sunset. Tomorrow is the first day of the meeting, and I don’t like to cause too much trouble... There was a murder the day before the meeting. It seems like this thing is coming for us. .”

"...What the section chief means is that someone might want to sabotage this summit meeting?"

"I hope not." Yan Xiaoxi said in a deep voice, "Send two more teams over to carefully search the guest house inside and out. Give me the results in an hour."

"yes!"

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"Dad, dad, there's a big guy outside!"

On a passenger plane flying abroad, a child was lying in front of the window, screaming without looking back - the man as the father casually moved away... The big guy was probably a white cloud that looked like a hippopotamus. Bar.

The man closed the window casually, "The sun will shine in later, it will be very dazzling, be good."

The child still wanted to look at it, but soon gave in under his father's stern gaze and turned to look at the little skirt of the flight attendant sister.

The passenger plane suddenly shook at this time.

"Please don't panic, this is just a turbulence, it's okay..."

The passenger plane's announcement sounded at the same time.

"Why is there sudden turbulence?"

The captain looked at the instrument panel in surprise...but there was no warning - the plane soon returned to stability, and he had no choice but to shake his head.

What the captain didn't know was that a huge black shadow was swimming through the clouds... The black shadow suddenly passed over the plane and flew into the distance.

Like... a huge black dragon in Western mythology.

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"...We should be arriving at our destination soon."

On the black dragon's back, Miss Soul Witch was lying down with difficulty looking at the map. At the same time, she looked angrily at the figure sitting on the black dragon's head, standing tall and motionless despite being blown by the strong wind: Farrell. .

She still couldn't figure out why this old guy didn't want to take a convenient tool like a plane, but instead forcefully grabbed the black dragon and drove it all the way across the entire European continent and into the mysterious Eastern China.

At this time, Miss Soul Witch climbed up to the black dragon's neck with difficulty, then grabbed the scales and climbed up its head, and came to Farrell's side. She didn't care about the hair that was blown sideways, and directly Roared in Farrell's ear: "I can't stand it anymore! I want to go down!!!"

Farrell ignored it... He didn't give any orders, and even the unruly black dragon didn't dare to stop at this time.

The angry Miss Soul Witch had no choice but to grab Farrell's shoulder and bite it hard... her teeth almost broke.

How hard is this old guy's body?

Farrell, who was resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes, and then struck the dragon's horn... The black dragon suddenly stopped.

The psychic witch was thus directly thrown out by inertia.

"I can't fly! Help--!!" Miss Witch suddenly screamed in panic.

I saw a flash of white light and shadow on the dragon's back, and the fat granddaughter of the sword master rushed out like a wandering dragon, swinging her sword in the sky one after another, making the air crackle. , he used the action of swinging the sword to keep his body in the air, rushed out, grabbed the witch lady's collar, and finally returned to the black dragon's head.

"It's so dangerous..." The fat girl let out a long breath.

The frightened Miss Witch ignored her gratitude and quickly glared at Farrell, "Old guy, do you want to murder me so that you don't have to fulfill your promise! Why did you stop suddenly!"

Farrell stood up and looked ahead. After a while, he slowly said: "You can't leave in front."

"Why?" Miss Witch asked subconsciously.

Farrell didn't say anything, he just pulled out the sword from the fat girl's hand with his backhand, and struck it directly... The huge sword light instantly broke the clouds and shot directly into the distance.

However, in just a moment, the sword light had already disappeared - not the kind of disappearance that was emasculated and exhausted, but the kind of disappearance that disappeared suddenly...

"This..." Miss Witch couldn't help but open her mouth, "This is the rumored forbidden magic space..."

She subconsciously looked at the old guy Farrell, and couldn't help but worry about this old guy's plan - Farrell was always looking for so-called potential newcomers to fight against the so-called big terror he said. .

But when he learned about the emergence of the World Extraordinary Summit, this guy suddenly changed his plan - he had a new plan.

In the words of this old guy: This is a good opportunity to gather strength.

God knows if this old guy will go crazy at the World Extraordinary Summit... Thinking about it this way, the forbidden magic space seems to be a good thing - at least if this old guy really goes crazy, no one can stop it. situation?

"What are you waiting for? Come in quickly!" Miss Witch became excited after a while.

As long as he enters this forbidden demon space, he has ten thousand ways to change this situation where men are strong and women are weak... It's time to stand up and take charge!

But at this moment, a small black shadow suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

It turned out to be a black filming drone.

The drone hovering in front of everyone stretched out a small probe, and a voice came out from the probe: "This is the Shenzhou Administration Bureau, the temporary headquarters of the summit meeting. You have violated our country's regulations on extraordinary people." Regarding the no-fly regulations, please show your identity certificate immediately, otherwise, we will treat this as against me..."

Snapped--!

The drone was seen to be split into two, and then exploded in the air.

The one who took action was Farrell, who was still holding the fat girl's sword.

"What is the China Administration?" Farrell asked calmly at this time.

"You...are asking after you've finished chopping?!" Miss Soul Witch suddenly became dizzy and shouted angrily: "Madman! Madman!"

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"...In other words, this is the Eastern [Knight Agency], I understand." Farrell nodded at this time.

After spending a lot of time explaining it clearly, the psychic witch couldn't help but feel a headache... How should she explain this matter to the Chinese Administration Bureau?

Could it be that he smiled and said: I'm sorry, everyone, this old guy was imprisoned more than a hundred years ago, and he didn't know that you guys were only officially established a few decades ago... like this?

I'm afraid I won't be scolded to death.

"It's good that you understand." Miss Soul Witch sighed: "This world is different from your time. You should be more cautious in doing things. This is the East after all. Even if you don't know about the Authority, haven't you heard of it? The True Dragon of China? If the Extraordinary Conference had not been held this time, I am afraid that we would have encountered the legendary invincible Eastern Dragon as soon as we entered the territory of China, okay? How can we let you fly in directly? "

"How could I not have thought of it." Farrell suddenly raised his head at this moment, "I actually forgot... the true dragon of the East! She can be a force of resistance! Damn it! I just thought of this now!"

As he spoke, Farrell, who was trembling with excitement, jumped directly from the black dragon's head. The psychic witch couldn't pull her back even if she wanted to...

"This old guy!"