Wu Daozun and others looked around.
See another group of monks coming towards them, aggressive and furious!
This group of people are very dead and lifeless, and their skin looks a little blue.
"The road to the enemy is narrow"
Tang Qing son frowning slightly with a sigh.
"Dead mountain people?"
Wu Daozun asked.
Tang Qinger nodded and said, "I didn’t expect to encounter it before here, but don’t worry that they won’t do anything to you with me."
Tang Qing-er’s maintenance of budao Zun is out of curiosity about the world.
I want to get some boundary information from Wu Daozun.
But this scene falls in the eyes of Nanlin Shaozhu, which is another kind of feeling.
South Lin little master heart uncomfortable eyes some gloomy.
"It turned out to be a corpse mountain."
Tang Qinger said hello to the first young man before taking the initiative to block Wu Daozun behind him.
"Little Princess Northridge?"
Master ShiShanLing frowned and waved, "You told me to find the purple man behind you!"
Chen Bo’s face sank and he looked at the corpse mountain and said coldly, "This is our princess Beiling paying attention to your tone and attitude!"
A prison king behind the corpse mountain master also came out and said, "Chen Xiong, I advise you to stay out of this matter."
Tang Qinger smiled and said, "I was there when this happened. There are some misunderstandings that led to a big fight between the two sides. I hope you will stop pursuing this matter for my father’s sake."
"What do you mean, I will die in vain in northern Xuan Ming?"
The prison king of Shishanling narrowed his eyes and said aggressively, "Princess Beiling, you must think clearly that North Xuan Ming will be an ancient ghost!"
"The ancient ghost clan is indeed noble in hell, but the North Xuan is just a ghost general."
Tang Qinger gradually put away his face and laughed in a cold tone, and asked, "Is my father, the king of Beiling, not worth a ghost?"
The corpse mountain Lord laughs at a line of "King of Northridge Face …"
Chen Boyuan also has some blindness to Wu Daozun.
But at this time, the attitude of the corpse mountain Lord and the prison king is obviously contempt for the king of Beiling!
Chen Bo can’t stand this!
"two"
Chen Bo squinted with cold light in his eyes and said slowly, "I wake you up. This is Beiling City, not your corpse mountain. Be careful!"
"Beiling Wang Shouyan is close to me. Beiling doesn’t mind entertaining with bones and blood at his old man’s birthday party!"
Naked threat!
Young Master Corpse Mountain and the prison king’s face changed, and they looked fearful.
"Little master, bear it first, don’t be in a hurry."
The prison king secretly woke up and said
The corpse mountain Lord’s face was cloudy or rainy, and he was silent for a little before he suddenly smiled and laughed. "Ok, Northridge is really awesome. We’ll see."
Say that finish resin mountain less main recruit waved with monks behind when go first.
"Hum!"
Looking at the back of the corpse mountain, Chen Bo snorted darkly and said, "I think it’s time to change people after Wang Shouyan!"
"Let’s go"
Tang Qinger said, "This matter is over."
Wu Daozun sees the whole process in his eyes and feels that it is not simple.
Beiling City seems to be calm and festive, but it is undercurrent!
Whether it’s just Biyanling or resin mountain, their attitude towards Tang Qinger is a bit strange.
Besides, this corpse mountain master has something to say.
Just now, Lord Biyanling seemed to want to say something, but he was awakened by the prison king Biyanling and left first.
"It seems that this Beiling Wang Shouyan will not be calm."
Wu Daozun thought in his heart.
Aside from South Lin, the Lord will just look at the scene and whisper in his eyes, which is somewhat confusing.
But he didn’t think much about Tang Qinger and others going all the way into the palace of Beiling City.
Not long after entering the palace, a group of people came face to face. The first person was tall and strong, and his gestures exuded a king’s domineering spirit.
"Big Brother!"
Tang Qinger said hello to see this person Zhan Yan smile far away.
Tang Hao, King of Beiling, arranged to preside over Wang Xiu of Beiling Birthday Prison.
"Qing son is back."
Tang Hao’s eyes turned to see Tang Qinger also smiling and striding forward.
"temple"