Fantasy: I Am A Big Villain

When the masked man heard this, he suddenly screamed:

"Hugh is so nonsense, our master is by no means Lord Mystic King!"

Yan Wuxie smiled and shook his head and said:

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter who it is, since it disturbs my Yaxing, you all stay!"

As soon as the voice fell, I saw Yan Wuxie's Hei Jin Changjun leaving several afterimages among the crowd, and a crimson divine fire flew in the afterimages.

After hearing a few screams almost at the same time, the dozen or so masked people were instantly burned to fly ashes by the sacred fire.

As soon as the battle started, Yan Wuxie patted his hands and said:

"Qiu Shui, didn't you scare you?"

Jiang Qiushui shook his head.

Yan Wuxie is known as the great emperor, and he is decisive when he fights. This is something the entire continent knows.

What's more, cutting weeds and roots is the most basic principle of marching on the mainland.

"Are they really the King of Mystery?"

Jiang Qiushui asked.

Yan Wuxie shook his head and said:

"The siege crossbow they used, and the Hidden Weapons, although they belong to the Mystic King family, they are definitely not members of Mystic King. Guess whose subordinates are they? Give you three chances!"

Jiang Qiushui smiled and said:

"There are only five princes. In addition to your family of prison kings, and the family of mysterious kings that you have excluded, there are only three princes left. How stupid am I to let you give me three chances?"

Jiang Qiushui said, lowering his head and meditating:

"Their weapons belonged to the mysterious king family, and they deliberately called the mysterious king master, thinking that they came to deliberately draw the troubles to the east, planting the wrongs, and they should be people who don't deal with the mysterious king family."

Yan Wuxie smiled and said:

"Smart! Please go ahead!"

"Among the five kings, in addition to the uncle's town prison king, the mysterious king, there are also the royal mountain king, the fubo king, and the pingtian king."

Jiang Qiushui lowered his head and thought:

"Yan Daoji, the Royal Mountain King, and the mysterious Wang Yan Daoxiu have always made friends, and the Pingtian King Yan Daozhen and his uncle Yan Daohan have lived and died together. Those who want to come to the mask should be Fubo Wang Yandaogui's men!"

Yan Wuxie immediately clapped his hands and said:

"Really worthy of being a talented woman from the Jiang family, she has a clear analysis."

"The great emperor's mausoleum has begun to intrigue before it even starts. After the secret realm is opened, there are only a few of us left in the secret realm. No one knows even if they die inside..."

Jiang Qiushui frowned, his worries revealed no doubt.

Yan Wuxie stretched out her hand to straighten her messy hair on her temples, and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, I will protect you!"

As he was talking, he saw a team of Charon flying over, and seeing Yan Wuxie said:

"Shizi, I am waiting for the order of the prison king to escort Shizi and Jiang Da Miss back to the house!"

"Lead the way ahead!"

Yan Wuxie picked up Heijin Changjun and said.

It is reasonable to say that the imperial capital should be built in a place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, but the imperial capital is different.

The Imperial Palace is located in the middle of the mainland, surrounded by a moat that is only a few feet wide on all sides, and there is no natural danger other than that.

But everyone on the whole continent knows that this imperial capital is the safest place.

Because there is the 16th generation of Luangu Emperor who is guarding the emperor's capital!

The 16th generation of Luangu, Cultivation Base is the second rank of the emperor, and is the closest person to the first Luangu emperor among the ancient emperors.

No enemy dared to make trouble under the eyes of the emperor.

Yan Wuxie and Jiang Qiushui went straight to the Palace of the Prison Guard under the guardianship of the Dark Guards, and they didn't care about admiring the customs of the emperor's capital along the way.

As soon as he arrived at the Palace of Prison Guards, the Dark Guards immediately guarded the surroundings. The entire palace was heavily guarded. Even Jiang Qiushui could detect that besides the Dark Guards on the bright side, there were many masters hiding around the palace.

Even Yan Wuxie frowned slightly during this battle.Could something really happen?

As soon as the two walked into the yard, they heard a loud and powerful voice:

"Is it Jiang's niece?"

When Jiang Qiushui heard the words, he immediately saluted the main hall:

"Jiang Qiushui has seen Uncle Yan!"

"Why are you still called Uncle?"

I saw a man strode out of the main hall. The man was wearing a black and gold robe. The robe was tattooed with a golden thread with the unique scented pattern of the dark and dark prison. His face was as sharp as a knife. It definitely doesn't look like it's over half a hundred years old.

This person is the master of the nether black prison, the prison king Yan Daohan.

"Aren't you called someone else's niece?"

Yan Wuxie said with a smile.

"Smelly boy, finally come back, even my father doesn't know how to call it!"

Yan Daohan said with a straight face.

Yan Wuxie pinched his nose, looked at Jiang Qiushui and said:

"Go, I'll take you to rest!"

"Boy, do you still have my father in your eyes?"

Yan Daohan said, raising his hand and grabbing Yan Wuxie's back collar.

But seeing Yan Wuxie's footsteps move lightly, he immediately opened up with Yan Daohan.

Even Yan Daohan was a little surprised with his silent hand. Then he said:

"Your kid Cultivation Base has improved again? Come, come and have a look with me!"

Yan Daohan raised his hand and threw it out with a chain. The chain was dark and shiny, and when I looked carefully, I realized that it turned out to be turned by strength.

Yan Wuxie didn't care about the chain that was turned by this force. She held Jiang Qiushui with one hand and waved with the other hand, stopping the chain again and again with the force of the Immortal Jing's power, without even turning her head back.

"Good boy!" Yan Daohan laughed when he saw it.

The black light appeared in Yan Daohan's hands, and a phantom appeared in a dark and hideous door.

At this moment, a lavender force flew not far away, and that force turned into a key, instantly smashing the dark and hideous door.

"Competing with my son, I even used Senluo Mingmen! It's not serious or serious! My son hurts a hair, so you can send me back to the dark hell!"

I saw a woman walk out of the main hall.

The woman was wearing a light tulle and thick gauze, with a beautiful face. She looked like she was just in her early thirties, and she was even more charming under light makeup, and she knew that she must have been radiant when she was young.

She is the wife of the prison king Yan Daohan, Zilan Shura and Jiang Yiyu.

"mom!"

Yan Wuxie shouted with a smile.

Yan Wuxie, who inherited the original memory, is full of affection for this cheap mother.

She and Jiang Qiushui are both from the Jiang family.

Regarding seniority, Jiang Qiushui also called Jiang Yiyu a cousin.

After a short greeting, Jiang Yiyu took Jiang Qiushui's hand and said:

"Qiu Shui, talk to my cousin and let the two of them discuss something!"

Jiang Yiyu said, pulling Jiang Qiushui into the house.

Yan Daohan turned and walked to the study room and said:

"follow me!"

Yan Wuxie followed Yan Daohan to the study, Yan Daohan raised his hand to place a soundproof barrier, and said in a deep voice:

"You must be very careful this time in the Great Emperor's Mausoleum."

"why?"

Yan Wuxie asked suspiciously.

However, Yan Daohan said in a deep voice:

"Because the emperor is about to die!"

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