Chapter 671 Sitting Opposite Each Other

The Jinluan Hall was completely silent, and everyone was in danger.

Even those Wuhou and powerful ministers could not help but tremble physically and mentally, let alone the dozen or so young heroes of the Wushan tribe.

Qingmao downplayed the killing of Gongsun Long, without any trace of blood on Wutian's body. He pointed at a man in purple clothes standing in front of him and said calmly: "Tell me where Gongsun Haoshu is."

"yes."

The man was startled and hurriedly knelt down on the ground and said neatly: "In the depths of Wushan Mountain, after you, King Shura, left, Fairy Bitong also issued an order to expel us, so the Son of God ordered us to come to the Great Yan Dynasty and take over the business here. affairs, and the Son of God himself took the elders of the nine major clans and the rest of the clansmen to Wanjun City."

Wutian frowned and said, "What are you doing in Wanjun City? Where are the masters of Wanbao Pavilion and others?"

"The Son of God means to regard Wanjun City as our base camp. The Pavilion Master of Wanbao Pavilion and her Young Master also followed the Son of God to Wanjun City." The man in purple said matter-of-factly.

"What about the rest?"

"The rest of the people in Wanbao Pavilion... were all killed by the Son of God. King Shura, these things were the Son of God's idea and have nothing to do with us. Please ask Lord Shura to spare our lives..."

The man in purple paused, hurriedly spit out the entire sentence, and then kowtowed and begged again and again.

As if remembering something, the man in purple hurriedly raised his head and looked at Wutian, saying: "Before leaving, the Son of God also ordered that if you, King Shura, appear in the Great Yan Dynasty, let me tell you that if you want to save the Pavilion Master, his mother and his son, you must Go to Wanjun City and talk to him."

"Are you sure?" Wu Tian squinted, his eyes becoming more and more evil.

"I'm sure, I'm sure. If King Shura doesn't believe it, you can ask his companions. They all heard it with their own ears." The man in purple pointed to the dozen or so people behind him.

Seeing that the disaster had spread to themselves, more than a dozen people could no longer calm down. They quickly knelt on the ground and nodded to express that what the man in purple said was true.

His eyes swept over the faces of more than a dozen people one by one, and Wutian didn't see any false expressions. He also believed that after seeing Gongsun Long's fate, these people would not dare to lie to him.

"It's okay to go to Wanjun City to talk about it. I want to see what tricks you want to play."

Wutian smiled coldly, stood up, and was about to leave when a big man in a python robe quickly climbed out on his knees, stopped in front, and kowtowed: "Lord Shura King, for Princess Yanyu's sake, please Go ahead and save the Great Yan Dynasty.”

"Please Lord Shura, for the sake of Princess Yanyu, please save the Yan Dynasty." The other Wuhou and powerful ministers also kowtowed and shouted.

"Uh!" Wutian was stunned, and immediately glanced at the dozen or so people from the Wushan tribe with livid faces, and said jokingly: "Didn't I hear before that Yan Yu is no longer the princess of Dayan?"

The big man said sadly: "In the past, we were ignorant and did not know the ambition of His Majesty the Emperor, which led to today's situation. Now that the little people know the truth, they are also sad and regretful! Please take care of the princess and the emperor's son-in-law. For the sake of saving the millions of people of the Great Yan Dynasty from the fire!"

"We are willing to honor Princess Yanyu as the first queen of the Great Yan Dynasty, and we sincerely ask Lord Shura to lend a helping hand..."

In the Golden Palace, calls for help were heard one after another. Their expressions, besides pleading, were full of deep despair and helplessness.

The Wushan tribe was so powerful that no one in the entire Dayan Dynasty dared to challenge them. They could only place their only hope on the person in front of them who was somewhat involved with the princess.

After pondering for a while, Wutian shook his head and said: "I have no control over the affairs of the Great Yan Dynasty. Even if I kill them all today, the Wushan tribe will still send people here in the future. I cannot guard the Great Yan Dynasty every day."

After speaking, his eyes turned to a dozen people, and Wutian said calmly: "In my opinion, the fate of the Great Yan Dynasty today is what it deserves, but I advise you not to kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"Yes Yes Yes!"

More than a dozen people nodded in agreement. Gongsun Long's fate was in front of them. How could they dare to complain at all? The only thing they had to do was to send this plague god away as soon as possible.

"Uh-huh!"

Under the respectful gazes of more than a dozen people from the Wushan tribe, and under the desperate gazes of the civil and military officials of the Dayan Dynasty, Wutian's figure flickered, turned into a stream of light, swept out of the Golden Palace, and quickly disappeared into the sky.

"call!"

Until Wutian completely disappeared from sight, a dozen young men in purple finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the Wuhou and powerful ministers in front of them with extremely unkind eyes.

"You dare to stir up trouble in front of King Shura. It seems that you think your life is too long!" A man in purple sneered repeatedly, releasing his murderous intent without concealment.

"stop."

A purple-clothed woman with three moles on her chin hurriedly stopped the man and shook her head: "King Shura's last words, although he did not explicitly say that he wanted to protect the Great Yan Dynasty, secretly revealed a dangerous signal."

"Danger signal?" The others were stunned.

"Gongsun Zhen, please tell me clearly." The man in purple who was stopped said displeasedly.

The woman in purple said: "If you think about it, Dongfang Xiao and King Shura have a close relationship, and Yan Yu is Dongfang Xiao's wife. All these relationships show that King Shura doesn't really care, but that he doesn't have the energy to care now, so for To be on the safe side, it’s best that we don’t mess around until King Shura falls.”

Speaking of this, the woman in purple glanced at the dozens of trembling officials and sneered: "Besides, these people still have some use value. After all, they are more familiar with the Dayan Dynasty than us and have more prestige than us."

Hearing this, the others all gave a thumbs up to the purple-clothed woman.

In fact, Wu Tian did not leave immediately after leaving the Golden Palace.

To be precise, Wu Tian left a clone hiding in a corner of the Golden Palace while everyone was not prepared.

If the dozen people from the Wushan Tribe dared to kill the people of the Great Yan Dynasty after he left, he would not hesitate to kill them on the spot.

Originally, this killing was about to begin, but Gongsun Zhen suddenly stopped it and analyzed it clearly, which made Wu Tian look at this woman with new eyes.

It seems that the Wushan Tribe is not full of fools with courage but no strategy.

Seeing that the Great Yan Dynasty was not in great danger, Wu Tian dispersed his clone and rushed to Wanjun City quickly.

Wanjun City!

There was no battle in this magnificent city, so it was still as intact as before.

But now it has been occupied by the Wushan Tribe and has become their base camp.

On the tall city wall, purple-clothed men stood upright, their faces solemn, looking around, their eyes alert.

On the city wall just above the city gate, an old man in purple sat in the air, as if he had been traumatized, his face was slightly pale, and there was a hint of strong hostility between his eyebrows.

The old man was Gongsun Hai, one of the nine elders, ranked ninth.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, his closed eyes opened and looked into the distance, without the turbidity that an old man should have, but bright and sharp eyes.

In the sight, a young figure approached rapidly.

When Gongsun Hai saw the identity of the person, his face immediately sank, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a strong murderous intent burst out, and he said in a deep voice: "Wutian, it's you!"

"What? Are you not welcome?" Wutian smiled faintly.

"I'm afraid no one in my Wushan tribe will welcome you." Gongsun Hai said gloomily, his fierce aura slowly rising and covering Wu Tian.

Wu Tian smiled indifferently, a flash of cold light flashed in his eyes, and said: "If Gongsun Haoshu called me here for a fight, I wouldn't mind killing you first!"

"What a rampant young man, don't forget that you are alone now." Gongsun Hai said, his killing intent became more and more fierce, and the group of purple guards around him also looked cold and prepared for battle.

"Alone?"

Wutian was stunned, shook his head with a sneer, looked past Gongsun Hai and others, swept to Wanjun City, and said lightly: "Gongsun Haoshu, if you don't show up again, prepare to collect their bodies!"

Just as the voice fell, a majestic and ethereal voice sounded in Wanjun City: "Everyone retreat, Wutian, if you have the courage, come in."

Wutian sneered, without any hesitation, under the hateful eyes of Gongsun Hai and others, he walked towards Wanjun City step by step.

Along the way, the eyes of the Wushan tribesmen he met were full of hatred, but Wutian didn't care at all, on the contrary, there was an inexplicable pride.

Because only with a strong force that is enough to intimidate them will it attract hatred.

If it was him who fled in panic, then today, the eyes he faced would not be hatred, but disdain and ridicule.

In the divine mind, the breath of Gongsun Haoshu was in the hall where the Pavilion Master lived in the past.

Before he even got close, he smelled a rich tea fragrance.

"Are you going to entertain me?"

Wu Tian was extremely surprised. With his eyes flashing, he took a step forward and rushed in directly from a stone window. What came into view was a magnificent hall, with white jade paving the floor, jade, glass, and gemstones inlaid on the walls. Under the sunlight coming in from the window, it reflected colorful brilliance, which was extremely beautiful.

In the center of the hall, there was a tea table made of amber stone, and underneath it was a fluffy animal skin, like white moonlight, without a speck of dust.

On the animal skin, a man in purple was sitting cross-legged. This man was Gongsun Haoshu. As for Wu Tian's arrival, he seemed not to see it. He kept silent and brewed tea by himself.

The tea was boiling, and wisps of fragrance floated out, making people salivate and intoxicated.

Wu Tian's eyes flashed, and he strode over and sat opposite Gongsun Haoshu. He also didn't say anything, quietly looking at the boiling tea, wondering what he was thinking.

After an unknown amount of time, Gongsun Haoshu waved his hand, and two teacups floated up from the boiling water, and then added the brewed fragrant tea one by one.

"Please!"

Gongsun Haoshu took the lead in picking up a teacup, put it to his mouth and tasted it slowly.

Wu Tian smiled faintly, took the teacup from mid-air, spat lightly, and nodded with satisfaction.

He didn't know how to drink tea, but when the tea in the cup entered his body, he immediately felt refreshed, and the fatigue accumulated in the past two days was swept away. It can be seen that this tea is extraordinary.

"Do you know why I brewed this pot of tea?" Until then, Gongsun Haoshu finally spoke, his tone was very calm, and his expression was very indifferent.