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Chapter 438 Want to send the corpse (for subscription)

Luoshen City.

An autumn rain poured down, clattering, covering the entire city, bringing a cold wind and bleak wind.

Amidst the cold wind and autumn rain, there seems to be a stench pervading, drifting with the wind and flowing with the rain.

The entire ancient city was replaced by a strange smell, like livestock manure, which was disgusting.

For a moment, all the forces that came together were shocked, held their breath, and hid in each inn, their faces were vigilant, and they didn't even dare to show their faces.

The stench is soaring, and the turbid yellow things flow with the water...

They can determine almost instantly what happened?

Except for that force, almost no one knows how to use this terrible curse. Diarrhea is accompanied by heavy rain, and there are even lightning and thunder...

The hearts of all the forces are both shocked and shocked, and there is a trace of horror and expectation.

This heaven is indeed terrifying.

Where there is chaos, there are them!

Did they come here to assassinate the Six Kings?

After receiving the comment from the undead man in the dry forest a few days ago, all the forces basically knew about the death of the six kings, because in the past few days, almost all of them had sent strong men to gather in Luoshen City.

Although some people came here to watch the excitement, some people had evil intentions and tried to take advantage of the chaos to assassinate the six kings, seize their heads, and announce it to the world.

However, in the past few days, the mansion of the Six Kings has been impenetrable, like a ghost palace, and the masters of all forces almost died as many as they entered.

Even the Dzogchen people at the prefecture level turned into corpses in a short time after entering, and hung on the gate of the Six Kings' Mansion, which made all parties stop and dare not continue to mess around.

However, what everyone never expected was that the Heavenly Court actually came at this time.

This torrential rain started suddenly yesterday afternoon...

At the same time, the mansion of the Six Kings was filled with stench, many buildings were struck by lightning, and turbid yellow things flowed out along the rainwater, drifting far along the streets.

No one knows whether the six kings have been tricked.

But according to the news, most of the staff in the mansion of the Six Kings were all recruited.

The powerhouses from the Moon-level Dzogchen to the Japanese-level mid-term, or even the late-stage, are all in diarrhea...

This is equivalent to a curse, killing all the masters of the middle and lower levels.

This is just too scary...

The forces of all parties dared not show up again and hid very deeply.

Because no one can determine whether Heavenly Court will come to them at this time.

If they get diarrhea too, it's really worse than death, especially if they have diarrhea in a heavy rain...

It was raining heavily in the city, rattling non-stop, and bursts of stench enveloped the entire sky.

inside the room.

Qi Yun's eyes flickered, and he looked out through the window.

In Gai Tianhou's memory, the names of all masters below the prefectural level were written in the book of Diarrhea and Obesity.

As for prefecture-level masters, he wrote very little.

Only a few people in the early stage of the prefecture level were written, and none of them were written in the middle or even late stage.

Because it was written in vain, this kind of person has strong power of god, so it is difficult to be influenced.

There are at least hundreds of names just written down.

In other words, in the residence of the Six Kings, only the high-level people are still active, and the rest of them have lost their fighting power.

He showed regret.

It's a pity that the books on diarrhea and obesity couldn't keep up with his growth rate.

Earth-level mid-term masters are almost immune to this curse.

Qi Yun withdrew his gaze, turned his head to look at the person behind him, and asked, "How's the matter?"

"My lord, everything you need to prepare has been prepared, it's right next door!"

The man cupped his hands and said.

He is a puppeteer among the demons, with strange abilities and the ability to manipulate foreign objects.

"Okay, let's go and see!"

Qi Yun nodded and walked out of the room.

A group of people followed Qi Yun to the next room.

I saw a huge wooden coffin placed in the room. At the four corners of the wooden coffin, there was a puppet figure standing quietly, as tall as ordinary people, motionless.

When Qi Yun came, the four puppets seemed to suddenly become conscious, bowed and said: "I have seen the Lord!"

The voices of the four were no different from ordinary people, as if they were alive.

Qi Yun glanced at it, nodded secretly, and then gently pushed open the coffin.

I saw that the space inside the coffin was huge, it was more than enough for one person to lie down.

There was an intriguing arc at the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Nobody noticed?"

"My lord, I made the coffin with my own hands, and no one in the outside world knows about it!"

A murderer cupped his fists and laughed.

"very good!"

Qi Yun was very satisfied, and said, "Has the letter been delivered yet?"

"Don't worry, my lord, I delivered that letter last night!"

Another person laughed.

He is a thief master, elusive, and extremely fast. Although his strength has not returned to the peak, he still has the middle stage of the prefecture level.

In the middle of the night last night, Qi Yun asked him to deliver a letter to the Six Kings.

Except for Qi Yun, no one knows the contents of the letter.

These devils were also secretly puzzled by Qi Yun's weird behavior.

Qi Yun nodded again and again, and said: "Several, the assassination of the Six Kings will be tonight. Don't ask too much about the assassination, just stay there!"

A group of devils looked at each other.

leave them alone?

"Does the lord have a plan?"

None of the fortune tellers asked.

Qi Yun smiled and said: "With this coffin here, the Six Kings will definitely die. Your mission is to monitor this city. If there are other mysterious forces who dare to act secretly to help the Six Kings, just stop them!"

Everyone frowned, cupped their fists and said, "Yes, my lord!"

"Well, let's all go out!"

Qi Yun said.

Everyone retreated one after another and closed the door behind them.

Qi Yun glanced at the four puppets and felt uneasy. With a wave of his palm, the four puppets were taken into the Holy Land space by him.

In the room, Qi Yun and Wu Qu Xingjun were the only ones left.

Qi Yun smiled slightly and said, "Fellow Daoist, please take the trouble."

Wu Qu Xingjun let out a chuckle and said, "No trouble, no trouble!"

He took off the mask and black robe, put on a torn battle suit, walked to the coffin, and lay down quietly, with his eyes closed, motionless like a dead person.

Qi Yun was satisfied, and after the ancestor of the godslayer lay down, he took out the flying sword, the big net and the blood demon tower, and placed them gently on the chest of the ancestor of the godslayer.

But this magic weapon has been shrunk countless times by him, only the size of a thumb, like three insignificant playthings, three things that no one would have thought would suddenly burst into murderous intent.

After finishing, Qi Yun pushed the coffin lid back up again, nailing the four corners firmly with nails.

Then, with a wave of the palm, the four puppets reappeared.

These four puppets were just like real people. After they appeared, there was still a little bewilderment on their faces, as if they didn't understand where Qi Yun had just got them.

Qi Yun glanced at them, and said indifferently: "After dark, when this coffin is sent to the mansion of the Sixth Prince, it must be handed over to the Sixth Prince to open it personally, understand?"

"Yes, my lord!"

The four puppets bowed.

Qi Yun nodded slightly, left here, and walked towards his room.

After returning to the room, he took out the ancient communication jade and contacted the two heavenly experts from the Palace of Destruction.

I already knew the names of these two people last night, one is named Yinhun Venerable, and the other is named Jianwuhun!

All are in the initial stage of the heavenly level.

brush!

Qi Yun quickly sent a message to the past.

[Tonight is late at night, but seeing the blood rushing up, entering the Six Princes' Mansion! 】

In just one sentence, it was passed in an instant.

Qi Yun smiled, stuffed the communication jade into his arms, and entered the Holy Land space.

Counting the time, I haven't entered the crystal tower for a while, I don't know if there are any surprises in the crystal tower.

…

Another inn more than ten miles away.

In a remote room.

Two figures sat cross-legged quietly.

One is an old man with high cheekbones, extremely thin, like skin and bones, wearing a black robe, the other is a middle-aged man with three long beards, wearing a green robe, and a long sword between his knees.

laugh!

Suddenly, a strange sound came from the arms of the two, and the communication jade began to glow.

The two suddenly opened their eyes, frowned, took out the ancient communication jade, put it to their ears and listened gently.

"Um?"

The eyes of the two people flashed, revealing strange colors.

"Do it tonight?"

"What do you mean, the blood rushes up and enters the Sixth Prince's Mansion?"

Their faces changed and they looked at each other.

Doesn't Heaven need to plan anything, or has it already been planned in advance?

Just one sentence, without explanation, is really disturbing.

After all, it was the first time they cooperated, and the two were very worried, would they be sold by Tianting?

"Do you want to speak to the suzerain?"

The old man with protruding cheekbones flashed his eyes and said.

"Better get in touch!"

Jian Wuhun beside him said.

"good!"

Venerable Gintama nodded immediately.

…

It was raining heavily and the stench was overwhelming.

In the depths of the ancient city, in an unremarkable mansion, turbid yellow things kept floating out, flowing with the water, making the nearby residents sick.

Many people cursed secretly, cursing all kinds of dirty words.

deep in the mansion.

inside the room.

An old man's eyes quietly swept across a white envelope in his hand.

The envelope has no signer.

There are only four words on it [Six Wang Junqi]!

There are not many words on the letter paper inside, only a few short lines.

[His Royal Highness Six Kings]

[My humble servant kowtows again and again]

[I accidentally got an ancient corpse, which has been determined by many experts. It is the corpse of the ancestor of the god-fighting ancestor who suddenly disappeared in the capital of the Qin Dynasty. I am terrified, trembling, and dare not be alone. She lived in seclusion, so she transferred here in secret, and wanted to send the six kings off, hope His Royal Highness the six kings will grant]

In just a few sentences, even the basic format of the letter is not complete.

This letter was found in front of the lobby door yesterday.

At this moment, the old man's eyes were fixed on the words [God Slayer Patriarch], revealing a strange light.

Some time ago, he naturally knew about the affairs of the capital of Qin.

They also know that the ancestor of the godslayer was consumed to death, but after the death of the ancestor of the godslayer, no one knows where the body went.

All I know is that the body was stolen by the Heavenly Court!

Unexpectedly, someone got this corpse now!

How can this be?

"Mr. Luo, what do you think of this matter?"

The six kings asked old.

Behind him, a middle-aged scholar with a feather fan and scarf, with deep eyes, said: "Sir, please forgive me for being blunt, I'm afraid there may be fraud, maybe someone wants to take advantage of the corpse to betray the superior, so we must guard against it. In my old opinion, no matter who left this letter, it will never be seen!"

The six kings narrowed their eyes, lost in thought, and said: "This matter is no small matter. If it is really that person's body, it must be obtained. Besides, a coffin cannot be hidden from you!"

"Amitabha!"

An old monk with a thin face in a black cassock raised one palm and said compassionately: "Your Highness, don't worry, if there is any change in the coffin, I can't hide it from the old monk!"

The six kings nodded lightly and said, "How's the matter outside the door?"

The old monk said: "I have tried it, the curse is very strange, even if I can suppress it with my strength, but I can't resolve it, I just eased the symptoms!"

The six kings had deep eyes, and said, "This curse is different from other curses, are you sure it was planted by the heaven?"

"Go back to the top position, you can be sure!"

The middle-aged scholar said.

The six kings snorted coldly and said, "I underestimated them!"