Later, Dao Qiongang ordered him to come out of the mountain, and Wei Kuang was given the important task again and became the sharpest knife in the Holy Mountain.

It seems now...

"Did you keep this knife for yourself?" Gou Wuyue no longer knew what to think. A woman's heart was as deep as the bottom of the sea, and the heart of the sky was deeper than the bottom of the sea.

"What if?"

Dao Qiongcang smiled.

He invited the person.

The love was left to him.

Without him opening his mouth, Wei Kuang would have remained in the Dead Sea for the rest of his life.

From the moment he came out of the mountain and was conferred the title of Three Emperors, he was destined to be loyal only to himself, not to the Holy Temple.

In the past, the three words "daoqiongang" were equated with the Holy Temple, and the two were equated to one.

Now that the family is about to be divided, the property must also be divided accordingly.

All to my sister?

He said that Qianqiang was not a bad person.

If you don't want anything else, just take a sword and a knife. They are all discarded. Isn't this too much?

"The coffin stays here, and it's Beibei inside."

"When our Xuanji Palace Master notices something is wrong, he will come and find someone."

"Well, let her have a taste of thirty years of cultivation. I hope her sword won't be broken in the end."

"As for not going crazy..."

Dao Qiongang waved his hand and said casually:

"Wake him up and ask."

"Leave if you like, and return to the Holy Mountain if you don't."

"I didn't prepare to say goodbye because I didn't feel it was necessary."

Dao Qiongcang finished speaking with a smile. After waiting for a long time, Gou Wuyue didn't move, so he looked over.

Gou Wuyue then turned her eyes and stared at him.

The two of them stared at each other eye to eye for a long time, feeling like the void was going to be electrified.

"Call someone!" Dao Qiongcang raised his chin.

"Me?" Gou Wuyue pointed at herself.

"Otherwise, who else?"

"..." Gou Wuyue looked around and became angry, "In what capacity are you ordering me now?"

"..." Dao Qiongcang was startled when he heard this.

"Are you the Taoist Palace Master?" Gou Wuyue asked.

"no……"

"I am the master in white clothes?"

"no……"

"Are you one generation older than me?"

"That's not true..."

"You beat me?"

"You haven't been beaten before..."

"What about a fight?"

"There's no need..."

"Then you order me?"

"hehe."

Dao Qiongcang smiled helplessly and could only bend down and slap Wei Kuang who was right in front of him, as if he had been defeated for a while.

Soon, he raised his eyes again, his eyes lingering on Wei Feng and Gou Wuyue who were gradually waking up, and said quietly: "Now you know why we need the power of the triangle, right?"

Gou Wuyue was too lazy to pay attention.

After Wei Kuang Youyou woke up, he saw Dao Qiongcang and Gou Wuyue for the first time, and almost thought he was hallucinating.

"Senior Wei crazy..."

Gou Wuyue was the first to pay tribute.

This is no longer due to position and strength, but purely out of respect for the seniors.

Wei Feng nodded in response, but before he could say anything more, his eyes suddenly changed, becoming murderous.

He flipped his hand and recalled the King of Hell's Banquet, one of the top ten supernatural weapons, from somewhere, and struck Gou Wuyue hard on the head.

"die!"

A chill ran down Gou Wuyue's spine. As he pulled away and retreated, a green Mo Jian swam around his body.

At the same time, the famous sword Nulan was unsheathed with a loud voice, and he held it in front of him.

The Qinghe Sword World was formed all around at the same time, and it was about to merge into a stream of swords, slashing towards the King of Hell's Banquet, until the God of Death was not mad.

"Oh..."

The air flowed down, making Gou Wuyue's clothes rustle wildly.

However, Yama Wang Yan stopped in front of Nu Lan's voice in time, and there was no collision.

Gou Wuyue's eyes were suspicious, and she hurriedly suppressed her movements. Qinghe Sword World also stopped.

"Huh?" Wei Kuang was surprised and doubtful. After quickly sheathing the knife, he looked at the hand holding the knife strangely, as if he was wondering why he lost control.

"Senior Wei crazy, what are you doing?" Gou Wuyue broke out in a cold sweat.

"I..." Wei Kuang was startled for a moment, still confused as to why he suddenly took out the knife just now, "Sorry, maybe it was a stress reaction..."

Stress?

I didn't even draw my sword.

It's not even half-hostile, so where should you be?

Gou Wuyue did not dare to sheath her sword, for fear that the God of Death would go crazy again.

At this moment, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and caught a glimpse of Dao Qiongcang smiling slightly at the corner of his mouth.

"You did it?"

No matter when, if there is something weird, blame it on this coquettish old man, it’s definitely right!

Unexpectedly, Dao Qiongcang did not refute. He smiled and clapped his hands, and the faint starlight dissipated in his fingertips.

But behind Wei Kuang, the subtle spiritual thread was also shattered.

"It's nothing. I just tried the little trick I just learned. It works pretty well..."

Gou Wuyue was shocked.

What method can be used to control the body of the God of Death when he is not crazy - even if he has just woken up and is defenseless?

Dao Qiongcang looked at Wei Kuang in time, without giving him a chance to ask questions, and asked:

"Going to the Southern Region?"

This turn of events came too suddenly!

Wei Kuang had just finished digesting the battle at the Yongdaokou of Ranming Ruins in his mind, including Xu Xiaoshou and the Fengtian Holy Emperor Feng Yujin.

He hesitated for a moment, then nodded without asking any more questions:

"good."

"Don't agree too early. A lot of things happened while you were sleeping." Dao Qiongcang laughed.

"good……"

"This is a big deal!" Dao Qiongcang said in a serious tone, "I am no longer the master of the palace."

Wei Feng was slightly stunned when he heard the sound, and glanced at Gou Wuyue.

He is not stupid. When he saw that the former Taoist Lord in White was brought out of the sea of ​​death by Dao Qiongcang, he knew that a lot of things had definitely happened recently.

But no matter how big the matter is, as long as the sky is there, there is no need to think about the past and the future.

This is the far-reaching influence brought by serving as the Third Emperor in Guizhe Holy Mountain for many years.

He doesn't trust others, but he can always trust Tao Qiongtian.
To be continued...