Tianqing Continent, Haotian Kingdom, Haotian City, Haotian Tower.
Haotian Tower is the tallest building besides Haotian Building.
At the top of Haotian Tower, Ji Wubing, who was meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes shot out two translucent rays of light, reaching into the sky.
"Disappeared, all traces of His Majesty disappeared... Mo Lin! Mo Lin!!!"
There was a hint of fear and fear in Ji Wubing's voice, but more of it was expectation.
"Damn! What are you howling for?"
With a complaint, Mo Lin appeared on the top of the Haotian Tower.
When Ji Wubing saw Mo Lin, he suddenly jumped up and laughed:
"Hahaha! Hahaha! You are still alive! Hahaha! Just be alive! Just be alive!"
"Bo!"
Excited, he hugged Mo Lin's face and kissed him hard.
"Fuck you! You piece of glass! What are you doing?"
"Bang!"
Mo Lin kicked Ji Wubing away and wiped his face with disgust, so hard that he almost became bald!
Ji Wubing rolled on the ground a few times and then sat up. Then he stood up again, grabbed Mo Lin's shoulders and said excitedly:
"Thankfully I have you! I'm lucky I have you! Otherwise, I would really be anxious to death!"
"Damn! Xiaoji, what happened?"
Mo Lin pushed Ji Wubing away with a confused look on his face.
"Huh...it's nothing, just a convulsion."
Ji Wubing did not tell Mo Lin about the hexagram just now, after all, it was too scary.
The feeling of losing Ximen Hao is as if this person has never appeared. There is only one possibility, that is, Ximen Hao... died!
However, Mo Lin was unharmed, which meant that Ximen Hao was not dead, so he seemed so excited.
"Fuck! If you have another convulsion, I'll slap you to death!"
Mo Lin touched his cheek with a look of disgust on his face.
He threatened Ximen Hao and then left Haotian Tower.
After Mo Lin left, Ji Wubing continued to sit cross-legged, looked at the sky and said:
"Your Majesty, since you are not dead, why do you have no breath at all? Could it be... no? You have gone to another world?"
"Xiao Ji! Xiao Ji..."
Ji Wubing, who was deep in thought, suddenly jumped up and disappeared from the top of the tower to the bottom of Haotian Tower.
Under the Haotian Tower, Hu Prajna stood on the steps of the entrance, and behind him stood Ying and An Duo, the two top leaders of the Jinyiwei Anqi.
"Fifth Queen, what happened?"
Ji Wubing bowed.
Fox Prajna opened his hands and took out a book, then frowned and said:
"Xiao Ji, take a look, "The Legend of Ximen Hao Part 8""
"Damn! Are you still updating?"
Ji Wubing reached out and took it, feeling that the book was a bit thick. At first glance, it turned out that it was thicker than the others, almost the same as the first Legend of Ximen Hao.
"Look, I don't think this is simple."
Fox Prajna frowned, as if facing a formidable enemy.
Ji Wubing slowly opened the book, his expression changed drastically at first glance, and then he quickly started reading.
His expression was shocked as he read through it, and his hands began to tremble when he reached the last page.
"This...how is this possible?"
"It's possible! After you went to the God's Death Battlefield, the Legend of Ximen Hao only came out in the seventh part and then stopped being serialized. Until today, the eighth part has appeared, which records all his experiences in the God's Death Battlefield.
The things are the same as what you described! No! It’s even more detailed than what you described!”
Fox Banruo's expression was very solemn, especially the possibility that Ximen Hao would be annihilated by the self-explosion fly ash in the end, which made her not only worried, but also horrified!
Worried about Ximen Hao's comfort, horrified at how such a thing could be written in a book!
You know, before leaving there, everyone from Tianqing had already left.
"No wonder, no wonder I couldn't count any of His Majesty's breath. It turned out that he was self-exploded into the air crack. However, what the bullshit guy wrote is wrong. His Majesty was not annihilated in ashes. He is still alive because Mo Lin is still alive."
Ji Wubing closed the book, feeling something was wrong.
"Then where did he go? Is there any danger? Xiao Ji, I can't hide this matter anymore. I'm afraid it will cause panic in Haotian Kingdom."
What Hu Banruo was most worried about was that something would happen to Haotian Kingdom. Although the book did not say whether Ximen Hao was dead or not, it did indicate that he was missing.
"There won't be any trouble at home, but I'm afraid of foreign countries..."
Ji Wubing raised his head and looked to the north, where the orcs were watching eagerly.
"And the Bullshit Man, how come he knows everything? Xiaoji, do you think he is a god?"
Hu Prajna took the book from Ji Wubing's hand and started to read it again.
Everything written in it is about Ximen Hao's deeds on the battlefield of God's Death. The writing is so passionate that Ximen Hao is written into a super invincible perverted murderer!
Especially in the end, when he was besieged by a group of people, Ximen Hao asked the gods for help, and finally forced a strong man who had realized the Great Perfection to self-destruct.
However, after the self-destruction, the serialization ended, leaving the legend of Ximen Hao once again in suspense.
"The Bullshit Man...he is the only person I can't figure out anything about. Fifth Queen, remember, don't even think about checking up on the Bullshit Man. It's just a waste of time. In this way, you arrange for people to start spreading rumors.
, let’s just say that His Majesty is back, but he was seriously injured and is in retreat. I’ll go to the temple and I guess I’ll get the news there as well.”
Ji Wubing felt that this bullshit man was very unusual. Just like Hu Prajna said, maybe he was really a god!
But why would a god write about Ximen Hao? Could it be that... the god who protects the other party is the bullshit man?
He thought a lot at that moment, but after much deliberation, he still needed to go to a temple.
"Okay, I will make arrangements and let Mo Lin move around. He is the best proof."
Fox Prajna nodded.
"Then I will go to the temple first. If I have the chance, I will personally go to the battlefield of the death of gods."
After Ji Wubing finished speaking, he disappeared from the spot.
Hu Banruo looked at the place where Ji Wubing disappeared, a look of envy flashed in his eyes.
"Alas! The once sick little chicken has now become a strong man in the stage of enlightenment..."
…
"Rumble..."
The blue sky was cloudless, but there was a burst of thunder, which made some people who heard the thunder couldn't help but look up at the sky, feeling very confused.
Suddenly, a crack appeared in the blue sky, then a golden light flashed, and a big golden ball fell on the grass.
The golden ball rolled on the grass several times and finally stopped.
"bite!"
A silver ring fell from the golden ball and shone brightly when illuminated by the sun.
"Drive! Hurry up! It's right there! Look! The cracks haven't disappeared yet! Drive..."
A group of people on horseback galloped over. The leader was a handsome young man, whose clothes seemed to come from a wealthy family, while the ones behind him were dressed like servants.
"Look, sir! What a big gold ingot!"
The servant next to the young man pointed at the golden ball, his eyes lit up, and his tears almost flowed from his eyes.