Chapter 4313 Killing the Pig

Gently holding Du's slender hand, feeling the coldness, Feng Liang's smile became more gentle and happier.

He seemed to see that with the help of Du and the support of his lover, he would be brilliant in the future, destroy the Hua family, and reach the top.

This day will definitely come!

Feng Liang was full of confidence.

On this side.

Ye Wuque was asked to see Zhuo Wang, who told Ye Wuque everything about the key to the Zhelong Secret Realm.

After Zhuo respectfully left, Ye Wuque's face was calm, and his eyes were deep.

Everything was just as he guessed.

Du asked Feng Liang to do all this, so that everything developed legitimately.

According to Du, the Zhelong Secret Realm was a place that existed long ago, and the agreement that lasted for thousands of years designated this place.

This secret realm is probably similar to the Tongtian Tomb of the Gods.

In any case, he needs to conserve his energy and adjust his state to the peak, so that he can deal with everything at that time.

However, Du said that the situation may not be that bad.

But in Ye Wuque's opinion, no matter what the situation is, there may be something he wants to know in the Zhelong Secret Realm.

In the next few days, the forces of the four major palaces gathered in Zhuo Wangfu and began to make full preparations.

At the same time, the four major palaces worked together to inquire about all the news about the Broken Heart Venerable. Although Ye Wuque was there, they had a bottom line in their hearts, but they knew themselves and the enemy, and only then could they win every victory.

Finally, three days later, they got a useful piece of information.

The appearance of the Broken Heart Venerable!

In the reception hall.

Four figures sat quietly, they were Zhuo Wang, Qing Wang, Fei Wang, and Meng Wang.

Meng Wang had no expression on his face at this moment, but anyone could see the decadence on him, and he no longer had the arrogance and pride he had before.

Buzz!

In the void, a ray of light lit up, and a soul image appeared directly, and the light flickered.

A figure slowly solidified.

Tall and thin, dressed in black, wearing a bamboo hat, only half of his face was exposed.

But in the half of his face that was exposed, one could clearly see a kind of silent indifference and... cruelty!

In fact, that one eye had no emotion at all, as if looking at anyone as if looking at a livestock.

Even though it was just a picture of the soul, this figure still made the four kings in the reception hall feel awe!

"This is the Broken Heart Venerable! We gathered all our strength and spent hundreds of millions of divine crystals to get such a picture of the Broken Heart Venerable's appearance, and it's not even the whole face."

Zhuo Wang said in a deep voice.

"A picture of the soul has such power. This Broken Heart Venerable is too terrible! We can't deal with him at all."

Fei Wang said with great fear.

"The level of the Nine Apertures Quasi-Legendary! All the people in the Tianma Territory tied together are not enough for him to kill alone!"

"Now, I'm afraid we can only rely on Lord Que Ye..."

Qing Wang also spoke in a low tone.

When Lord Que Ye was mentioned, Zhuo Wang and others' eyes lit up slightly!

A glimmer of hope emerged in their eyes again.

Only the silent King Meng's eyes twitched slightly, revealing a deep fear in his eyes.

"Yes, Lord Que Ye can suppress people like us who are at the peak of the late eight-orifice quasi-legendary stage with one move, and they should have reached the level of nine-orifice quasi-legendary."

"In any case, we can only rely on Lord Que Ye's power!"

"I have sent this soul image of the Broken Heart Venerable to Lord Que Ye, and I think Lord Que Ye should be prepared!"

"At this time, no matter how many guards there are, they are useless. We can only rely on the peak combat power!"

The highest authority of the four royal palaces is like four mortals at this moment. They can only sit in the reception hall and can't do anything.

The only hope in their hearts is Ye Wuque.

However, what the four of them don't know is...

"I'm afraid I can't beat him for the time being..."

In the wing room, Ye Wuque looked at the soul image of the Broken Heart Venerable, his eyes were like knives, and he whispered to himself.

"This Broken Heart Venerable should be a genuine nine-orifice quasi-legendary, not a fake nine-orifice quasi-legend."

Ye Wuque's eyes flashed with light.

With his current combat power, the Eight Apertures are invincible, and he can probably compete with a fake Nine Apertures.

But if he really has to face a genuine Nine Apertures quasi-legend, he may not be able to do it, and the difference is far.

After all, the road to legend, Nine Apertures is the end!

Unless he can find the Three-Life Soul Lotus Root and practice the Three-Headed Six-Arms Magical Power to the second level, maybe he can be a little calmer.

"It seems that I have to rely on the big brother to cross..."

Ye Wuque erased the soul image and looked in the direction of Feng Liang's room.

Not panicking at all, but full of expectations.

The next moment, Ye Wuque closed his eyes, and the power of the soul suddenly emanated silently, covering the entire Zhuo Wangfu, and continued to spread.

Zhuo Wangcheng.

A general term for the mortal cities governed by Zhuo Wangfu.

It is only ten miles away from Zhuo Wangfu.

At this moment, the morning sun is rising, and the best time of the day is the morning.

The morning market was bustling and bustling, and the atmosphere was full of life.

Various breakfast shops were lined up, and countless people came. The aroma was intertwined and extremely tempting.

At this moment, in front of a knife-cut noodle stall, seven or eight tables were already full of people.

Everyone was working hard, dealing with the hot knife-cut noodles in front of them, slurping them up, eating happily and sweating profusely.

At one of the tables, as the last slurp sounded, the Broken Heart Venerable gently put down the empty bowl, and a hint of aftertaste appeared on his face under the bamboo hat.

"It's not bad to eat these delicacies made by pigs occasionally."

The Broken Heart Venerable stood up, looking at the entire morning market, even the entire Zhuowang City, with a pair of eyes, and slowly revealed a trace of pity in his eyes.

"Alas, it's a pity, a good city, but it will soon become a hell..."

After a sigh, the Broken Heart Venerable looked at the family of three who were happily eating noodles at the next table.

The child looked cute and honest, but he looked only six or seven years old, but he ate very seriously and looked happy.

"It's delicious, what a good child, how old are you?"

The Broken Heart Venerable chuckled and said.

"I, I'm six years old!"

The boy answered inarticulately, his mouth full of noodles, and his parents beside him smiled lovingly.

"Six years old? That's great."

"Eat well, and cherish this bowl of noodles."

Sadheart Venerable said with a smile, and then left under the puzzled eyes of the parents at the next table.

Looking at the looming Zhuo Wangfu not far away, Sadheart Venerable walking in the city suddenly touched his stomach, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"After eating and drinking, it's time to kill the pig..."