Cang Ao stood outside the tent, sweating inexplicably for Di Yuanshan.
Master Yuanshan escaped disaster at the hands of the king last time, but if he meets the king's wrath again this time, he may not be able to get any benefits.
"Di Yuanshan pays homage to my king." Di Yuanshan was dressed in white and had an elegant face.
Just looking at his age, one would think that he is just a middle-aged Confucian scholar.
But in fact, their Imperial clan belongs to the strongest branch of the God Clan, and has always shouldered the important task of eradicating the deadlock.
Three thousand years have passed by in a flash, and many things have changed beyond recognition.
But the Diyuan Mountain branch has been sleeping in the ice coffin until now. The tribesmen are slowly waking up, and this branch will gradually revive.
Even if they can't return to their peak, the ability of this branch and their perseverance in destroying the zombies will definitely cause great trouble to Nana.
Shen Yi stared at the other person deeply, with a coldness as thin as ice in his eyes.
There was a glimmer of light slowly flowing in Kujing Wubo's eyes.
Di Yuanshan once again kowtowed and shouted loudly, "Di Yuanshan pays homage to my king."
"What's the matter?"
"Your Majesty." Di Yuanshan raised his head, his elegant face changed into a look of righteous admonishment, "You have been living in Yuntian Continent for these years and have never returned."
"Finally, the clansmen have been waiting for you to come back, but now...are you going to go to the North and throw yourself into a trap for the God clan's archenemy?"
What on earth is this king thinking?
The Gujiang tribe has resurrected. Shouldn't we plan carefully at this time and discuss how to annihilate them in one fell swoop?
How can you ignore the wishes of the entire clan? Leave the city alone and go to dangerous places like Northland alone.
Shen Yi looked coldly at Di Yuanshan who was chattering in front of him.
Cang Ao stood aside and couldn't help but wipe his hands with cold sweat, winking at Di Yuanshan frequently.
Stop talking, stop talking, stop talking, I can’t see the gloomy expression on the king’s face. It means that the Lord is about to explode emotionally...
Di Yuanshan cupped his hands and sighed, "My king, good advice is hard to hear but good practice. My subordinates are also thinking about your safety and the prosperity of our entire divine race!"
"Di Yuanshan, you have been chasing me all the way, just to tell me this?"
Di Yuanshan was busy and crouching on the ground, "Of course there are other things. It is related to our clan's Emperor Qing. Ever since he was possessed and kidnapped at the gate of Xuanjian Peak Mountain that day, there has been no news until today."
"I hope that my king can show some sympathy to the Emperor's branch, and please send the Broken Wing Army to find the whereabouts of Emperor Qing."
"Are you teaching me how to do things?" Shen Yi's voice was extremely gentle, and his eyes staring at Diyuan Mountain seemed to soften a bit.
Di Yuanshan looked startled and quickly bowed his head respectfully, "I don't dare."
"Look how brave you are."
Shen Yi couldn't help but sneer, with a hint of bone-chilling coldness in his voice.
At the same time, a palm flew out, directly knocking Di Yuanshan away from the tent.
When this blow fell, Di Yuanshan had no choice but to suffer it for his life.
He could avoid it, but he really didn't dare.
If he dares to avoid the king's punishment, the king will immediately call for his death.
This man seemed to be crazy. When he saw that his tribe had no tenderness at all, his whole body was filled with terrifying hostility.
Di Yuanshan got up from the dirt outside the tent and knelt there, blood spurting out of his mouth.
"You have no right to take care of Gu's affairs." Shen Yi's cold voice came from the tent, "Back off."