"Why are you not sure? I have been arresting Guangwu Heze all these years, and I know his bones after peeling off his skin.
And I didn't just glance at him, I actually met him face to face.
If he hadn't attacked me unexpectedly, it's not certain who would be on the ground now."
After listening to Wu Jun's words, Yang Jian finally let out the breath he was holding in his heart.
Then, Yang Erlang turned around, stared at King Yama coldly, and said:
"Your Highness King Yama, did you hear what the Witch Fairy said?
What else do you have to say?”
King Yama glanced at Wu Jun with a half-smile, then turned his head and said to Jia Lan's soul:
"Jiaxian, who did you say you saw on the train just now?
He must be the Emperor of Heaven.”
Jia Lan chuckled lightly and then said:
"Yes, I saw His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven with my own eyes.
Your Highness, I am not mistaken.
And I didn't just glance at it, I actually had a face-to-face meeting with His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven.
His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven asked me to take it to you, and His Majesty also said, ignore Xiaoxiao's slander against you, sooner or later His Majesty will speak for you."
When it came time to finally meet the Emperor of Heaven, Jia Lan spoke in exactly the same tone as Wu Jun.
Long Gun, who was watching the excitement and not taking it too seriously, burst out laughing a little wildly when he heard this.
This meaning couldn't be more clear. There are no witnesses at all about what Wu Jun said about Guangwu Heze.
Yang Jian snorted coldly and waved over to the immortal who was unconscious with Wu Jun.
Then, an almost transparent nail was pulled out from the back of his head.
After the nail was pulled out, the immortal's memory immediately returned.
Before Yang Jian could speak, he spoke first:
"It's Guangwu Heze!
As soon as we followed Wu Xian into the carriage, we saw him
The Witch Fairy asked us to go to He Xian to warn us, but before we could take action, he also fainted along with the Witch Fairy.
It’s not just me, there are other immortals who saw it too.”
After hearing what this immortal said, Yang Jian nodded, and then pulled out the soul nails from the heads of several other immortals one after another.
These gods basically said the same thing, and they all insisted that they saw Guangwu Heze in the carriage.
Just when the gods were talking about meeting Guangwu Heze, I found that among the other gods, He Nanxing's behavior became more and more weird.
He Shenxian was hiding among the gods. He didn't know where to get a white paper fan.
After opening the paper fan halfway, he placed it in front of his mouth, as if he was actually talking to himself.
But I soon discovered that when He Shenxian was ‘talking to himself’, it was the god on the other side who was telling about the scene of meeting Guangwu Heze.
When no god spoke, He Nanxing put away the white paper fan and leaned sickly against the body of a skinny god.
The old boy is using fairy magic to spread his voice and control these gods to fabricate the incident of meeting Guangwu Heze.
After understanding it, I immediately poked the ugly Taoist priest next to me with my elbow, then raised my chin in the direction of He Nanxing and whispered in his ear:
"Look over there at He Nanxing.
The old boy is cheating, Wu Jun and the others have never seen Guangwu Heze."
Zhuge Zhengqi looked in the direction I pointed. After taking a look, the ugly Taoist priest walked to Long Gun's side and whispered a few words.
After the dragon species heard this, he immediately turned to look at He Nanxing, whose face was pale. After seeing what was going on, he immediately shouted loudly:
"He, what do you want to do?
Do gods also use such unflattering tactics?
Wu Jun comes here!
Let me say it again - did you meet Guangwu Aizawa in the carriage just now?"
No matter what, Wu Jun is also one of the few immortals in heaven.
Wu Jun was as famous as Qiu Beidou. In front of so many gods, Long Gun scolded him as if he were scolding his son, which more or less made him feel embarrassed.
Wu Shenxian's face turned red and he said to Long Gun:
"Your Highness Long Gun, I have to deal with the official affairs of the Heavenly Court first.
Let’s wait until the official business is over to discuss the matters between you and me.”
"I didn't tell you anything private either!"
I don’t know why Long Gun was so sure of Wu Jun. Seeing that Wu Shenxian couldn’t come over, he continued angrily:
"You've really forgotten how you, a god, came to be, haven't you?
I ask you again, come here or not."
Although he was a little afraid of Long Gun, with Yang Jian by his side, Wu Jun still pushed back and said:
"Wu has always done things with a clear conscience. If you say so, Your Highness,"
Before Wu Jun could finish speaking, Long Gun's figure suddenly flashed and pounced in his direction.
When Yang Jian saw that Long Gun dared to attack him in front of him, Yang Jian's face suddenly darkened, and he blocked the front of Wu Jun with the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand, facing the direction in which Long Gun was rushing towards him.
Unexpectedly, Long Gun was just trying to deceive him.
When he was about to pounce, his body suddenly turned into a dragon-shaped lightning and flew towards a bunch of other gods.
None of these gods thought that Long Gun would come towards them, and it was already too late to stop him.
With the sound of "Boom!", Long Gun knocked away three or four immortals, and then pinched the neck of the sick He Nanxing with one hand.
Originally, He Shenxian was not so vulnerable. They had not fought for thousands of rounds before and could not determine the outcome.
Unfortunately, his previous injuries were too serious. Although he saw Long Gun approaching him, his body was unable to react and he was instantly restrained by the dragon.
After grabbing He Nanxing's neck, Long Gun turned to Yang Jian and said:
"Er Lang Shen, I heard that you have a bad relationship with this old boy?
Is this good? I will strangle him to death now.
He Nanxing fell in my hands, not on your head, Erlang Shen.
If you agree, you can come over, pretend that we are fighting, and kill him by mistake."
Originally, Yang Jian was about to rush over, but after hearing Long Gun's words, he hesitated.
If He Nanxing really fell here, there is a high probability that some gods would believe this dragon's instigation and blame him for this incident.
Just when Yang Jian hesitated, Long Gun turned to an immortal standing next to Wu Jun and said again:
"The man in yellow over there is talking about you, don't look around.
Repeat what you just said.
What did Guangwu Heze wear just now?
What did he say when he and Wu Jun started fighting? Repeat it.
No one is allowed to interrupt, transmit the message!
Whoever dares to do this will lose He Nanxing!
I’m asking you something?”
The immortal pointed by Long Gun was also the one who talked the most when Yang Jian asked him just now.
Now that he heard Long Gun ask him, sweat immediately appeared on the immortal's forehead.
It was indeed He Nanxing who transmitted the message just now, and he said it in the same manner. What he said did not go over his head. At this time, he really couldn't remember it.
Seeing the deity gaping, I leaned close to Zhuge Zhengqi’s ear and said:
"Don't gods have great powers? Why can't you remember a sentence?"