Chapter 404 Sacrifice Flag

I don't know when the sound of the piano echoed in the dark purple hall, faintly rendering a trace of solemnity.

An Bochen looked up and saw the king of Dongyue clapping his hands with a smile.

The sound of abuse came from outside the hall. Six white-haired and mottled old men were pushed into the hall by the bodyguards. They all looked at the king of Dongyue with deep hatred and curses. It is necessary to know that most of them can stay in the realm of divine masters, and men who can't enter the realm of divine masters before middle age are almost hopeful of making progress in this life. Therefore, most of the real immortals An Bochen has seen on the five towns are middle-aged and young people, and there are few white-haired old people. The immortals and old people are either too consumed their own lives, or their bodies and souls have been severely damaged. Although the six old men in front of them are all disgraced, the breath is not as good as the three visitors from Jiuyuanzhou.

"Bo Chen, those are the six owners of the north and south."

Wuhua whispered behind An Bochen.

An Bochen nodded silently. Looking at the hatred of the six old men for the king of Dongyue, and the look of everyone at the banquet, An Bochen guessed one or two.

After the triumphant return of the suppression of Tianqi, An Bochen stayed in the rear most of the time and did not know how the rebellion was handled. Occasionally, he got news from Li Jiu, which was also vague. It seems that the king of Dongyue used the immortals of the north and south as hostages, forcing the six immortals of the north and south to disarm and surrender, and then made a blood oath to cast a curse and never rebel again. He handed over the flags of the six families to the king of Dongyue, while the children of the six families were still fighting on the front line, but they were the most difficult and dangerous battlefields.

"Feng Wensheng, what do you mean?"

An old man glared at the King of Dongyue and asked in a low voice.

The heads of the two Yue and six families are all face-to-face figures. Although they have been despised by Wuzhen Haidu for their rebellion, they have vowed to curse and make contributions. In addition, the six families of the two mountains are huge and implicated in many people. The king of Dongyue does not dare to kill them all. On the one's, he is afraid of human turbulence, and on the other is to lose his strength. Therefore, these days, the owners of the six families have only been restricted from moving by themselves, and the rest are almost the same as before, but today they were secretly attacked and destroyed Dantian by the real people sent by the King of Dongyue.

The king of Dongyue gave him a cold look and ignored him. Then he raised his glass and turned to the people under the hall: "I have always convinced people with virtue. Take the rebellion between the two mountains in the north and the south as an example. I forgive his unforgivable crimes and want all people to fight against the great enemy together. Unexpectedly, instead of knowing how to restrain, these sinners secretly tampered and spread rumors in my five towns and seas.

The voice of the King of Dongyue was colder than that. Not only were the six owners panicked, but also everyone in the hall was chilling.

"Feng Wensheng, you are born out of nothing..."

A head of the family couldn't help saying that he was stared at by the king of Dongyue before he finished speaking.

After Dantian was broken, although they still retained the cultivation of the true fairyland, they could not carry their skills as before. Not to mention the real immortals, even the strength of ordinary immortals was not as good as that of ordinary immortals. Under the pressure of the king of Dongyue, they could not breathe smoothly, let alone speak.

Looking at the six people, An Bochen sighed secretly.

The twelve families of the four mountains in the southeast and northwest, once the strongest twelve forces in the five towns and the sea, the glory of generations is more than ten thousand years of glory. Now the two mountains in the east and west are as stable as Mount Tai. The north Yuehua, Rong, Wu, and the southern king, Qi and Gongsun have been reduced to prisoners, crawling at the feet of the last king, sweeping their reputation and being despised by the public.

The rapid transformation stunned everyone. However, from beginning to end, An Bochen played a pivotal role in it. The change of Wuzhen Haidu had nothing to do with him.

But at this moment, An Bochen is not happy.

In the dark purple wave light, the sad and cold sound of the piano sounded, and everything seemed so drowsy and dark, which made people depressed.

"For those who have failed me and don't know what's good or bad, I don't have so much patience."

After taking a sip of wine, the king of Dongyue clapped his hands, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

"Come on, pull these six traitors downstream to the hall and get everyone's spit."

When the words fell, the bodies of the six masters trembled, and their faces were as dim as dust.

In a blink of an eye, a bodyguard came forward and pushed the six masters down the palace. Every time they pass a seat, the people who enter the table will spit saliva at them. After spitting, they will take a complicated look at the King of Dongyue, and then sit upright.

"Those who dare to be right with him, even the once superior six masters, will inevitably end up spitting. He is using the glory accumulated by the six families in the north and south to establish power.

The voice of almsman sounded in his ear, and the corners of An Bochen's mouth moved slightly and he did not open his mouth.

When he was young, the six masters of the family came to the end of the hall and stood in front of An Bochen's seat.

"Interesting and interesting, the master of the true immortals is actually spitting on by a lot of innocent people. Such interesting things can only be seen in Wuzhen Haidu.

There was a strange laughter from the head of the hall. It was a visitor from Jiuyuanzhou.

Hearing this, the old people who were already like dead ashes and closed their eyes shook their bodies. At the same time, they opened their eyes and looked at An Bochen.

Their eyes are complicated, with resentment and hatred. Obviously, they have guessed the identity of An Bochen.

If An Bochen hadn't brought back the immortals from the Tianqi, they would not have compromised so quickly and become prisoners.

"If you can live all the time, one day you will regret what you have done..."

The unnamed old man stared at An Bochen and said with a sad smile.

He seemed to want to say something else. Before he finished his words, he was choked by the strong breath shot from behind him.

Over the six masters, An Bochen saw the deep-eyed King of Dongyue. without thinking, An Bochen spit out saliva forward.

All this was designed by the king of Dongyue earlier, from the ten-thousand-year-old fish beads, to the cold sound of the piano, to the present. As Zhang Bushi said, the king of Dongyue wanted to deter everyone present and wear out his spirit. At least at this moment, inexplicable sadness welled from the bottom of An Bochen's heart. Even if he knew that the six people in front of him were extremely guilty, it was inevitable that he had some emotion.

"I wanted to sacrifice the flag with these six people, but after all, they are all real immortals. How can they be killed easily... I have other uses for it."

The king of Dongyue laughed and reached out and patted the table. He saw a cyan gourd flying out of thin air. The mouth of the gourd made a sound of wind and thunder, inhaling the six masters into the gourd.

"The king is holy."

I don't know who opened it first. For a moment, everyone got up and praised in unison.

The king of Dongyue was sometimes restrained and sometimes wild. He was used to being present. He also knew that the king of Dongyue had a lot of whimsical ideas and was unpredictable. At this time, he did not dare to ask, and he secretly thought about the use of the six masters.

motioned everyone to sit down. The king of Dongyue and the three visitors from Jiuyuanzhou talked and laughed. The original atmosphere of killing returned to peace, but everyone knew that the king of Dongyue was not over.

Not long after, King Dongyue stopped talking to the three people. He looked at the door of the hall and picked up the wine cup again.

"The traitor has been punished, but next, it's time to mix into my Dongyue. The traitor can't sacrifice the flag, so he can only replace it with these details.

Hearing this, An Bochen lowered his head and a look of uneasiness flashed in his eyes.

In a faint time, a trace of ominous foreboding came from the bottom of his heart.

Sure enough, with the chaotic footsteps coming from outside the door, An Bochen saw the people who were tied into the hall. At first glance, An Bochen saw Yuan Sanlang.