Nine Desolate Sword Demon

Chapter 512 The Four Emperors Play Mahjong!
"Cough cough, both of you don't make noise..." Seeing the rhythm of things going on, Peng Ye coughed dryly and persuaded the two of them.

"Peng Ye, you don't need to persuade me, I will definitely kill her." Long Zhantian said.

"Peng Ye has nothing to do with you here. This Long Zhantian doesn't fight Fang Jiewa for three days. I think he wants to die, so this emperor will fulfill him." King Ling said.

Both of them couldn't do without a word of death, as if they had just met and there was a deep hatred, and they couldn't share the sky.

Solanum nigrum on one side was nervous, and Shenmu on the other side was also stunned. Neither of them knew who to help in this situation, so they could only look at Peng Ye together.

"That's the reason why the quasi-emperor is lonely, and the great emperor becomes widowed". Peng Ye, how do you solve this situation now." Shenmu murmured in his heart, but did not say it out.

"Sorry." At this moment, Peng Ye suddenly smiled, "I have no intention of persuading you two, I just want to say that neither of you is my opponent."

"I'm not your opponent?" King Ling almost lost his temper when he heard the words, he just didn't persuade him, but he dared to say sarcastic words?

"Hahaha, you actually said that this seat is not your opponent?" Long Zhantian was very self-confident about himself, even a little bit superior, he laughed and looked at Peng Ye.

"No, no, no, you all misunderstood." Peng Ye quickly explained: "What I mean is that even if the two are added together, they are not my opponent."

"Fuck! Brother, fuck him! Sister Tang Yan, fuck him!" Even Solanum nigrum, who has been silent all this time, couldn't help but want to kill Peng Ye. This guy is simply too arrogant. I really can't suppress it!

"..." Although Shenmu on the other side was also a little angry, he was also speechless. He didn't expect Peng Ye to say that. He is really an extremely arrogant lunatic.

Long Zhantian, that was an existence 8000 years ago that even the Emperor Motian had to respect three points. To be belittled in front of this little guy who has not yet proved the Dao, it is really ridiculous...

Boom!Boom!
The two masters, Ling Wang and Long Zhantian, successfully shifted their targets, and the coercion broke out, as if they were about to ravage Peng Ye.

"Wait, wait...!" And at this moment, Peng Ye suddenly gave a wry smile: "We can't fight now, after the crisis of the Nine Desolation is over, it's not too late to do it, right? Come on with me now!" If you fight to the death, that is self-aggrandizement, we are all grasshoppers on the same rope, what we have to do now is to preserve our strength."

While speaking, Peng Ye blinked at Shenmu, and said with a chuckle: "Brother Shenmu, to be fair, is what I said reasonable?"

"Now is an extraordinary period, and it is really not good to go to war, and we still don't know Kahn's true strength. The character of 10,000+ years ago should not be underestimated." Shenmu said knowingly at this time.

At this time, he had a new view on Peng Ye. He thought this guy was bronze, but he turned out to be a king!This guy is not arrogant at all, but very intelligent!It's wonderful to divert the attention of Ling Wang and Long Zhantian, and then use Tai Chi to fight back!

"Don't think that I will let you go. When this catastrophe is over, you will just wait for your life." King Ling glanced at the young man, "This time, the Emperor will not be relentless."

"It's agreed to a battle, you can't escape." Long Zhantian also said to Peng Ye, "Remember, I'm going up with King Ling. Don't forget what you said, kid."

"..." For this, Peng Ye could only shrug his shoulders, hold his mouth and spread his hands to express his helplessness. It is not certain whether he can survive this catastrophe. After all, they are two big figures who are quasi-emperors. Why do they hold grudges like this...

Everyone left the small pavilion and went to the pavilion where Peng Ye's woman was. Now this pavilion is no longer called the sister-in-law building, but the mahjong parlor!

Good guy, the show is about to start, the four quasi-emperors are playing mahjong!

Peng Ye died laughing just thinking about it.

In the past few days, King Ling has been completely led astray by his daughters-in-law, Solanum nigrum is the first time to come here to poke mahjong with King Ling after dealing with the trivial matters in the Drunken Man Pavilion.

At first, she was unwilling to have much contact with the Spirit King. After all, the Spirit King is a quasi-emperor like herself, and the monarch of the elf kingdom, so arrogance is naturally indispensable, and it will definitely be difficult to communicate with.

However, the two played a few rounds of mahjong, hey, they really got to know each other quite thoroughly, and they immediately became good sisters.

"Brother, do you want us to play a few laps?" Arriving at the pavilion, Solanum nigrum held Long Zhantian's hand and said with a smile.

"What are these?" Sure enough, Long Zhantian and Shenmu had never seen each other before. Solanum nigrum and Lingwang looked at each other. It seemed that something bad was about to happen.

Peng Ye knew that if they played, Shenmu and Long Zhantian would be slaughtered bloody...

"This kind of cube Wen Yu is called mahjong. The prototype over there is chess, and there is a smaller semicircle called Go, etc. In short, it is a very fun way of entertainment. It is quite fun to play occasionally. It's good for the brain!" Solanum nigrum said.

"..." Peng Ye wanted to cry when he heard that, this nightshade has learned to be a traitor, and he said immediately: "I won't play with you anymore, I want to choose a wife now, and have an in-depth exchange with her about the human-creation plan, what's the point?" Go to hell, haha, I don't want to cut off my emotions and desires and become that goddamn emperor."

Hearing the words, Long Zhantian glanced at Peng Ye casually, contemptuously and disdainfully, "If you don't prove the Tao, others will prove the Tao, so before talking about the Great Emperor, can you not add bullshit?"

"You bastard, you can make mistakes in everything I say, play your mahjong well, by the way, kitchen knives are very sharp, when they need it, remember to exchange it with a book of god-level secret method or holy medicine level .” Peng Ye rolled his eyes at Long Zhantian.

"Do you need a knife to play mahjong?" Solanum nigrum asked Peng Ye, also puzzled.

"Of course, to chop hands." After Peng Ye finished speaking, he ignored it and went to the upper floor of the pavilion.

I don't see them on the first floor, most of them must be playing chess on the second floor. After all, only Qian Siyu is the most coquettish player in mahjong, and the others are quite quiet, reading books and playing chess or something.

dong dong dong.

There is a door on the second floor of the pavilion, which can be regarded as the bedroom or private space of Peng Ye's group of women.

"Password 1234567." Yan Ruyu's voice came from the room.

"What password?" Peng Ye was taken aback when he heard the words, and then looked to the right side of the door, where there was actually a mechanical lock!There are some auras around it, and there are numbers like computers!There is also a small hole in each number!
"Infuse the codes one by one with spiritual energy, and the door will be opened." It was the slightly reserved voice of Sha Lan, very gentle and shy with a little inferiority complex, which was heart-warming.

(End of this chapter)