"Whether things that are related to extraterritorial demons are always evil, you are not afraid..." Looking at the blood-stained stone palace groups in front of me, I couldn't help but say something...

"Actually, I'm afraid." Wang Ziyun actually sighed, "But the terror of the demons outside the domain is only for a while; but the sinister nature of human hearts is always and everywhere, and it is really hard to guard against."

After saying this, Wang Ziyun walked towards the Stone Palace without looking back.

There were a huge crowd of people on our side, and the other party had already noticed it. Before Wang Ziyun could approach, the captain of the guard led dozens of soldiers to greet him.

"Dare you ask the guest's name Gao?" The guard captain bowed and asked politely.

Wang Ziyun didn't say anything or stop, but he didn't even look at the guards.

"Stop the guest!" The guard captain and soldiers all showed their anger and held the weapons in their hands.

At this time, the old man Chui Mu, who was following Wang Ziyun, spoke: "This guard, quickly report to the Happy King, and said that my young master brought me Fan Yu to celebrate the birthday of the prince."

He said the words "My Young Master" particularly solemnly.

"Lord Fan City?" The captain of the guard saw the face of the old man Chui Mu and was immediately shocked.

"Don't let go?" Old Man Chui Mu shouted.

The captain of the guard hesitated and his eyes kept turning on Wang Ziyun.

I could see that sweat had already flowed down his forehead.

Perhaps the title of the Golden City Lord is not good on the territory of the Happy King, but the old man Chuimu's words, "My Young Master", obviously gave the captain the guard a great impact.

What exactly does this sentence mean?

"Get out and retreat!"

In the end, the captain of the guard decided to surrender, and took a few steps back with his soldiers, while bowing his head and shouting: "The guest is here!"

"The guest is here!"

"The guest is here!"

"The guest is here!"

The sound of commands echoed instantly throughout the palace.

"So we are here to celebrate our birthday."

I looked at Huang Ou, Xuan Ji and others beside me, and found that their eyes were full of doubts.

Just like ordinary people can't understand the incisions of the underworld, we ordinary people are also blinded by the various maneuvers in the officialdom.

However, everyone can see that although just a few short sentences and a few simple actions just now, it represents our first confrontation with the Happy King's power.

If you are not careful, it will probably be a bloody storm!

Fortunately, with Lord Fan here, this first level was stable.

"A guest is welcome." A ritual official hurriedly ran out of the largest palace, bowing his head and leading the way for Prince Yun.

Wang Ziyun took Uncle Ling and Lord Fan to the main hall first. I wanted to follow him to watch the fun, but I was one step behind but was stopped by the captain of the guard: "Where are you going?"

"Of course I'm serving the past." I smirked.

"Our palace has its own dedicated person to serve you, so there is no need for you servants." The captain of the guard just got frustrated, and he was probably extremely unhappy in his heart, so he pushed me casually.

Although it was my first time experiencing this kind of scene, I realized that of course, the other party could not let all the followers follow in, and there must be other arrangements.

But in this way, wouldn’t I miss many good shows?

Go and play a low-key pig with your sister!

I was pushed by the captain of the guard and fell to the ground. I screamed in an extremely false way, then I turned my back to the sky and spit out my mouth blood.

While spraying, you must shake left and right to enhance the visual effect.

"Ah? I didn't use any force at all..." The captain of the guard was stunned.

I sneered in my heart: You're scared, my trick is called a high-profile pretending to be dead!

My master, I should be unlucky if I pretend to die.

Sure enough, the Yiguan, who led the way for Wang Ziyun, suddenly changed his face: "What are you doing, Wei-chan Lu?"

"This...I..." The captain of the guard's face turned red and green, but he couldn't argue.

By the way, where did I get so much blood?

Of course it is not true blood, what I sprayed is sand - the extremely fine sand particles controlled by the yellow sand, which were unexpectedly realistic under the red sun.

I stopped seeing the problem, so I stopped spraying blood and sat up and said, "Actually, I don't have much trouble. Just pay me one million or hundreds of thousands of taels of silver soup and medicine, so I'll forget it..."

"It can't be counted!" With a sudden shout, a bronze armored general separated everyone and walked to me. "Ludingshan hurt people for no reason, disturbed the distinguished guests, punished one hundred sticks, and demoted them to a gatekeeper!"

Upon hearing this, the captain of the guard fell to his knees.

"Little brother, are you satisfied with this?" General Tong's armor stared at me and asked slowly.

Oh, is this a bit of a big deal?

"I think the cost of decoction is more affordable..." I said with a tough bullet.

"All medicines are weak." General Tong'er smiled hideously, "When I, Meng Yulong, pass on your magical skill of bone-retaining muscles, not only will you be able to remove your injuries, but you can also strengthen your body and not invade all diseases!"

He said, reaching out to grab me.

I wanted to escape, but found that I was surrounded by powerful energy from all directions. Although I had not reached the level of condensing the energy into a qi, I was squeezed over like a thick layer of mud, and it became extremely difficult to move my hands and feet.

"Meng Weisi, this person is my young master's personal servant, let him come and serve him." Seeing that the finger of the bronze armored general was about to touch my neck, Lord Fan suddenly spoke.

"The Lord Fan City has something to say, how dare you not obey?" General Tongjia laughed and removed the quagmire that shrouded me.

I got freedom and quickly ran behind Lord Fan City, and then I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Please." General Tong's armor and the ritual officer, one left and one right, led the way forward.

"Little guy." Lord Fan said in my ear in a soft voice, "This general is the chief officer of the Kaixin King's guard team. He was granted the title of third-rank military officer. He killed the heads of thirty-two people in one move. Even if Kaixin King treats him well, don't use your little cleverness any more."

Thirty-two-headed one sword?

I felt like I was scrambling into a dinosaur pile, and anybody could easily stomp me into meat sauce with just one move.

This feeling is so bad.

"What rank are you, Lord Fan?" Anyway, I asked curiously.

"The Golden City Lord is just a title. I am the first-rank official of the title of "Governor of Lingzhou Mushou Tongzhi." The City Lord Fan replied without any airs.

Tongzhi, the Mushou of Lingzhou?

"It sounds so amazing." I said.

"Little lame man, the governor of Lingzhou is a magistrate. There are not many people in the world who can have such a title." Wang Ziyun said with a smile.

"It's just a virtual title." Lord Fan shook his head slightly.

He said he was empty and I believed it.

Why?

Because 80% of Lingzhou is covered by the desert, even the Golden City is located in the middle of the desert.

And this large desert is all the fiefs of King Happy.
Chapter completed!