After dressing as a cannon fodder in Xiuxianwen

Chapter 812 Cooperation
Yin Baizhou's eyes were burning.

Shen Qingyi also lay down with his head on his head, looking at the sea in the distance.

"Big Low is after the Fallen God Small Realm is over."

At that time...

"Get out of the way! The Palace of the Holy King is doing business! Get out of the way!"

In Fengxia City, a group of monks from the Temple of the Holy King held a picture scroll made of special animal skins in their hands, and they were in a hurry.

Most of the various cultivators in the city were trained outside and returned to the city to supply supplies.

Seeing the actions of the city guards of the Holy King's Hall at this moment, some monks didn't quite understand.

After the monks of the Holy King Hall pasted the portrait on the reward list in the city, the monks watching the excitement also saw the contents of the scroll.

"Who... are these monks inside?"

The monk who didn't know the reason couldn't help asking the monks beside him.

The monk narrowed his eyes and frowned.

"This... I don't know... who are these people? They are making such a big fuss in the Holy King's Palace?"

A monk glanced at the murderous monk of the Holy King Hall and smiled.

"Who could it be? It's probably those monks from the lower spirit realm!"

Another monk on the side sneered.

"They put up such blatant portraits in the Holy King's Palace, isn't it because they have nothing to rely on in the lower spirit realm? If they are placed on other monks in the world of cultivating immortals, look at them? If they are disciples of the Immortal Alliance, they can only do some assassination .”

As soon as Wen Yu's voice fell, the monk of the Holy King's Hall who led the team looked over suddenly.

The people surrounding Wen Yu immediately felt the murderous intent of the monks of the Holy King Hall, and the monks couldn't help but took half a step back.

Seeing this, Wen Yu's face became even more disdainful, and he didn't even look away from the monks in the Shangshengwangdian.

"What are you looking at? Could it be that what the young master said is wrong?"

Wen Yu's face was disdainful, and he put his hands on his chest.

The leader of the monk, the monk of the Temple of the King, looked Wen Yu up and down, and finally landed on the words on the robe on Wen Yu's chest, and the black jade tassel hanging on his waist.

"Who am I? It turns out to be the sixth young master of the Wen family!"

Hearing his words, Wen Yu immediately raised his eyebrows.

"Who are you calling Little Six!"

The monk in the Holy King's Hall smiled, and his eyes fell on Wen Yu's slightly immature face.

"Master Wen, the patriarch of the Wen family let you enter the Fallen God Realm, but what made you learn from Master Wen is not only to learn the skills of the young master of the Wen family, but also others..."

The monk of the Holy King Hall pointed to his head.

"Here! Don't do something stupid at that time, being used as a spear, and finally one... dies, how disappointed Patriarch Wen must be!"

Immediately, the people in the Holy King's Palace laughed.

Wen Yu's face was ugly, and his eyes were filled with anger and murderous intent.

The literary family in the middle of the fairy world is an old fairy family in the fairy world, with a profound heritage.

In the Wen family area, there are two legends.

The first one, of course, is Wen Cang, a well-known and talented writer.

There is another one, the sixth young master of the Wen family, Wen Yu, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is notorious.The talent is mediocre, and he has nothing to do all day long, which has caused many troubles for the Wen family.

If it weren't for the power of the Wen family, Wen Yu would have been killed by so many monks in the world of cultivating immortals.

And Wen Yu and Wen Cang are brothers of the same mother and compatriot, but their relationship is not very good, and Wen Yu hates others to compare him with Wen Cang.

Above the teahouse, Nian Gu with a mask was hiding in a team of Xianmeng, and he saw clearly the farce downstairs.

His eyes fell on the picture scroll, and the light in his eyes dimmed.

The person in that portrait is Wen Yinghan!
There is another person, he also knows, Wu Yue from Panluo Sect in Tianfeng Continent!

The others didn't have specific faces, but they had several characteristics, among them, the unremarkable shoes, but Nian Gu recognized them at first sight!

That was the order from Chaoyang Peak specially received by Zongmen Refining Pavilion.

Those who can wear those shoes... are in the Nascent Soul District...

Except for Chi Yu, Mo You and those guys might be those new little guys!
As for the person with no characteristics posted on the top with Wen Yinghan, it must be the mysterious person who has been rumored in the Fallen God Xiaojie recently!
Seeing the rewards for hunting and providing information marked on it, Nian Gu's eyes turned cold.

The Palace of the Holy King really spent a lot of money!

However, thinking of the fallen monks in the Holy King Hall in the Yuanying District, Niangu also guessed that these masked people in the Holy King Hall are in a hurry!

So many mask teams fell in a row, and almost all of them were wiped out!

Not to mention those monks of the Holy King's Hall who are alone or without a masked man leading the team!
The nearest Nascent Soul area has become more lively. Apart from the role of the blood team and the mysterious man, there are also some monks from the lower spirit domain who are starting to move.

They have been in the Fallen God Small Realm for so long, those new monks, those monks who have been suppressed to the extreme... Once a person or a team is killed, there will be countless people and teams rushing out behind them!

Therefore, more and more monks from the Holy King Hall in Yuanying District began to fall, and they gradually lost their positions!

Nian Gu lowered his head, his eyes were sharp.

Now that those little guys are not afraid of death, how can he, an old man, retreat? !
Among the lush forests, several people hid in a tree hole.

The two little guys, Xiao Hei and Ah Qing, are now able to cooperate perfectly, and Tian Yuan is hidden in the space.

Xiao Hei looked at Ah Qing who was making quick moves, and couldn't help but smacked his mouth.

"Xiaolu... No, your name is Ah Qing now."

Speaking of this, Xiao Hei couldn't help but cast a sad look at Wen Yinghan.

Why does Xiaolu follow his master out of the secret realm, so that he can eat delicious food, look white and tender, and have a nice name?

Why did she completely change when she came to him?

His master's personality is uncertain, and he will threaten him at every turn, and kill him if he doesn't do anything. He even fought for the name for a long time before retaining the title of Xiao Hei. Otherwise, Wen Yinghan appointed him to call him a waste ,Useless things!

Hey, why is he so miserable as a wood spirit?
Another day of wanting to betray the Lord!
Xiao Hei's gloomy eyes glanced at Wen Yinghan, and immediately met with the same gloomy eyes, and Xiao Hei's eyes suddenly became extremely clear.

"Master~"

The grass is under the eaves, I have to bow my head!
One day, he will turn over and give Wen Yinghan to...!
Ah Qing looked back at each person and grass, and tilted her head.

Seeing Xiao Hei's "happiness" face, I have to feel that the two of them have met the right person!

He followed his sister, Xiao Hei followed this male cultivator!

When he has the opportunity to return to the secret realm of Huangquan in the future, he must tell Grandpa Shu about their stories, and let Grandpa Shu tell their stories to the young Miaomiao later.

Thinking of those little Miao Miao's adoring eyes, Ah Qing could not help but narrow her eyes with a smile.

Xiao Hei turned his head silently, he was sure that Wen Yinghan must have known what he was thinking!

Why is he so stupid!Who is Wen Yinghan?He has more minds than thousands of beehives!

(End of this chapter)