Under the blood-red sky, and on the vast dark red land, there are mountain peaks that look like they were made of blood. There is a fleeting lightning flashing constantly, traveling on the top of each blood-red mountain.
One of the blood-red peaks had rugged rocks, and at the top of the tallest rock, which was shaped like a bull's head, lightning flashed, and then it condensed into the figure of a slender young man.
"Buzz~"
Along with the ripples of spiritual consciousness, the young man slowly opened his eyes and frowned.
"Big brother said that there are a hundred peaks in the world in his palm, and each peak is suppressing a monster from the Shanhe Gang. But since I killed the Shanhe Gang master who was transformed by the Poison Fire Blue Mantis yesterday, there are many people around. But no one has been found on the mountain peak anymore, something is wrong.”
The young man whispered softly, and then raised his head slightly to look at the blood-red sky. Thinking of the strange and strange feeling in the trance yesterday, he had a slightly unpleasant feeling.
It's as if some unexpected changes have occurred here. The world of mountains and rivers has gradually deviated from the original planned track, full of variables and unknowns.
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Prince Yun's Mansion
"How's it going? Is there any news about Mr. Yun?"
"No, I have asked the guards at the main entrance and side entrance of Prince Yun's Mansion, and no one has seen that kid."
"What should we do? Miss Murong has just been forcibly taken away, and now Mr. Yun's whereabouts are unknown. The three of us can only worry like headless chickens. It is really not a good idea to wait helplessly like this. "
Wang Quan and Wang Xiaoliu had sad faces and looked at each other helplessly. Their only hope was to see if Jiang Chuyao could bring some good news.
Just as they were thinking about it, there were ripples in the void in the area not far from the two of them. A pair of jade hands came out of the void to cut through the space, and then gently pulled it to both sides, tearing a hole in the space in the blink of an eye, followed immediately by A head with twin ponytails poked out with big, lively eyes blinking.
After confirming that both Wang Quan and Wang Xiaoliu were here, the girl jumped out of the subspace and entered the real world, holding a note in her hand.
"I found a note left by the little lunatic. The note said that he had to leave temporarily for something. The time of his return is uncertain but it won't be too long. Let's just wait at Prince Yun's Mansion."
After Jiang Chuyao finished speaking, the three of them looked at each other and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"The fact that there is a note here shows that he really had something to do and left voluntarily. It was not an accident and he was just waiting for him to come back. How should we explain to him that Miss Murong was taken away right under our noses?"
Thinking of this, Wang Quan had a headache.
Wang Xiaoliu comforted him: "Didn't the guy who took away Miss Murong claim to be Senior Sister Murong's uncle? We just need to tell the truth. What are we afraid of?"
Jiang Chuyao immediately rolled her eyes at Wang Xiaoliu, "You said it very easily, but do you believe it yourself?"
At this time, there were footsteps.
Faster than the sound was the tangy fragrance. Needless to say, it was known that Yun Mingxue was here.
"Three of you, I'm sorry. Both Commander Yun's Mansion and Prince Yun's Mansion have dispatched a large number of troops. No trace of Miss Murong has been found within thousands of miles. But you don't have to be too anxious. Take away Miss Murong's people. There should be no malice, otherwise I wouldn't have pretended to give advice at the time." Yun Mingxue looked apologetic with a hint of solemnity.
Wang Quan and Wang Xiaoliu didn't feel anything was wrong, but Jiang Chuyao asked carefully: "Does Miss Yun have other worries?"
Yun Mingxue nodded slightly, not hiding anything, and said frankly: "After joint discussion between King Yun and his father, notices were posted in several surrounding cities yesterday. The matter of the mysterious city was directly announced, which caused uproar in the world and the spiritual world. A small sensation, it is reported that a large number of martial arts practitioners and practitioners have set off to the mysterious city, I am very worried that this matter will get out of control."
Mentioning that strange city, everyone still has lingering fears.
Wang Quan asked: "His Royal Highness King Yun and Marshal Yun have their own reasons for choosing to announce this matter. We don't need to worry too much. After all, this is the area that King Yun actually controls, but they don't know where the imperial court is?"
Yun Mingxue shook her head gently: "The news has been passed to the court through the channels of the city lord, but the court is also in chaos at the moment. I am afraid that not only will it not care, but it will gloat about the misfortune, wishing that the mysterious city would involve my father's energy, so that In order to complete their conspiracy to change the dynasty, how could they care about the innocent people who died in the mysterious city."
Suddenly, a clear voice resounded loudly from outside Prince Yun's Mansion, and could be heard throughout Yunshuang City.
"Wu Meng, Sikong Jiete came to visit and asked to see King Yun."
As the voice fell, a whistling sound immediately resounded in Prince Yun's palace. As the trusted guard of Prince Yun, Yun Xiuyuan came across the sky wearing a silver-white mask, his sharp and violent aura like suppressing The volcanic magma is generally bound around the body, and it looks like it will cause the earth to collapse once it erupts.
"Prince Yun's Mansion and the Martial Alliance have no intersection. May I ask Mr. Sikong what the purpose of coming here is?" Yun Xiuyuan raised his eyes slightly and asked in a deep voice.
Outside the gate of the mansion, Sikong Jie smiled slightly, not caring at all about Yun Xiuyuan's slightly provocative and arrogant atmosphere. He cupped his fists and saluted, and said: "It has always been the mission of the Martial Alliance to supervise and maintain the stability of the world in Yuzhou. Now that I know that the mysterious city has appeared, and It is in King Yun's territory, and Sikong has been ordered to come and investigate, and if necessary, he can also lend a helping hand to King Yun's palace."
Yun Xiuyuan narrowed his eyes slightly: "I'm afraid Mr. Sikong has met the wrong person. King Yun doesn't have any authority now, and he has been retired for a long time. He has no intention of interfering in world affairs. At most, he is just spending his days leisurely in Yunshuang City. It's just Xianyun Yehe, where does the territory come from? The one Mr. Sikong should meet is the City Lord or Mr. Yun Shuai."
Listening to Yun Xiuyuan's words, Sikong Jie just smiled lightly, feeling disgusted in his heart.
If he hadn't received the order, the ghost would be willing to come to your Prince Yun's Mansion. The internal affairs of your Yunxia Dynasty are not worthy of the attention of the Martial Alliance, especially when certain guys who can cause trouble wherever they go happen to be guests of your Prince Yun's Mansion. , do you really think that I, Sikong Jie, am willing to come?
If possible, it would be too late to hide.
He thought so, but Sikong Jie still said: "Since the establishment of the Martial Alliance, he has never inquired about the internal affairs of any dynasty in Yuzhou. King Yun does not need to have any hostility or caution towards the Martial Alliance. This visit is really Because the mysterious city has a lot to do with it, I hope that King Yun will be wise, clear in reason, clear in nature, and clear in power!"
"Master Sikong is threatening Prince Yun's Mansion?" Yun Xiuyuan looked slightly angry and took a step forward. The aura around him suddenly rolled up like a storm, ready to go.
"The Martial Alliance never threatens anyone, and no one deserves to be threatened by the Martial Alliance." Sikong Jie was too lazy to talk nonsense, and his tone gradually became less friendly.
Seeing that the situation was about to escalate, another voice came from the depths of Prince Yun's Mansion.
"Xiu Yuan, what are you doing? Mr. Sikong is a guest from far away. Why don't you invite him in quickly? The prince has wanted to meet the genius of the Martial Alliance for a long time."
It was the voice of the guard commander Yun Qingrong.
