Yin Yang ghost contract

The person following behind Shangjun was wearing a white robe and holding a feather fan in his hand. He looked like a military teacher, but he saw that this person was riding a colorful elk, with a short beard and dark eyebrows, especially the one on his head. The white top hat, on the contrary, made him look very evil.

Behind him was a guy in a black robe, with only his eyes exposed, and a tall black hat.

One black and one white, I don't need to think about it, I know that black and white are impermanent. The other generals who accompanied him included people and animals, gods and demons. Among them was an old acquaintance, Xiandao Zhenjun, who was also among them.

Judging from his position, after Black and White Wuchang and another weird monster scribe, there are seven or eight more.

From this point of view, Shangjun's confidants are black and white, after all, these two are important accomplices who followed him to frame King Guang, and there are at least ten gods and demons who follow him, and their strength is extremely strong.

Seeing this lineup, my heart was frozen to the extreme. Facing the power of Shangjun, I would not say that I would kill him. I lost a lot in terms of aura, and the difference in cultivation base is worlds apart. Enough for me to drink a jug.

"Your Majesty is here, why don't you kneel down?" The bird-riding monster in the sky yelled again, like a thunder.

The members of the Yunmeng Squad knelt down one after another, and the attendants such as Black and White Wuchang also knelt on the ground one after another. I looked at the Xiandao Zhenjun, and he also knelt obediently.

No wonder cauliflower, Lao Ma and others hate the system of Yin Division so much. No matter how high your god status is, you must kneel before the rules. For a modern person, this is undoubtedly the most self-respecting thing.

Yunmeng glanced at me, and said softly: "Don't act recklessly!" She naturally knew that I would not kneel down to my opponent even if I was beaten to death.

Once I kneel, I will not be able to lift my head up in this life. Even if I was able to defeat Shangjun in the past, this shame will never be washed away.

I stand proudly, and the Lord has already rode that strange monster to the front, Yunmeng slightly bends down, bowing gracefully, and I look at the Lord without fear, proudly and unyielding.

Shangjun didn't even look at me, he smiled and said to Yunmeng: "I heard the name of the leader of Yunmeng a long time ago, and I was astonished. Generally, overjoyed."

Shangjun speaks very elegantly. To be honest, this guy has a very friendly smile. He has a kind of elegant leadership and masculine charm. It is difficult to associate with a cruel and vicious person. No wonder so many people follow him wholeheartedly.

"Shangjun has won the award, how dare Yunmeng take it, my old friend a hundred years ago is my master, to be welcomed personally by Shangjun, the Yunmeng class is sincerely terrified." Yunmeng said wittily.

Shangjun raised his hand and said: "Team leader has worked hard, the city has prepared a welcome banquet, please come into the city."

"I was invited by the Lord, I dare not say I'm tired, I have to thank the Lord." Yunmeng returned the gift with a smile.

"Plop!" A thunderbolt blasted towards my head, and the strange man riding a bird shouted at me: "Why don't you kneel."

I knelt and you were paralyzed, my heart was filled with anger, this guy didn't stop, his eyes froze, and a gossip shield appeared on my head, resisting the thunder.

Since I got the inheritance of Tianlei and opened the three veins of Tianlei, I can not only condense the thunder ball, but also have far stronger resistance to thunder than ordinary practitioners. I am too young to play thunder with me.

After withstood his thunder and lightning, the fellow was furious immediately, and the hammer-like thing in his hand fired another thunder and lightning.

As soon as the thunder and lightning entered the shield, my whole body trembled slightly, knowing that this guy's strength is not weak, this monster is just a gatekeeper, if I can't even take it down today, I will definitely not be able to hold my head up in Nanwang.

Yunmeng seemed to be really angry with me, and she didn't stop me anymore, she knew I had a good face, so naturally she wouldn't stop me in front of so many people and hurt my face.

None of the Shangjun and the following gods and demons made a sound, as if they were watching a play.

When the strange man sent out another thunderbolt, I sneered, pushed up the gossip shield, drew out the magic bow at my waist, squeezed a thunderball and shot it over.

It was like hitting a bird with a slingshot, the thunder ball hit the strange man accurately, only to hear him screaming, rolled over from mid-air, fell to the ground, foamed at the mouth, and twitched.

"Shangjun, the guard is reckless. I never wanted to hurt this Shangxian. Please forgive me." Yunmeng's eyes flashed with joy, but she politely apologized.

Everyone can see that since the Lord does not stop him, he intends to watch me fight with the two of them to judge who is superior.

Yin Division not only has many rules, but because of the old rules, people here also have more serious hobbies for private fighting in ancient times, so once there is a private fighting, they tend to sit on the sidelines.

Only then did Shangjun notice me, took a quick look, and said with a calm smile: "There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers beside the class leader, and I think this person is a hero."

"Team leader, let's go into the city." After Shang Jun finished speaking, he turned around and rode on the monster, leading the crowd into the city.

Judging from his humble eyes, he and I didn't take me seriously at all, almost ignoring me. What I said just now was just a polite statement from the official.

"Sir, one day, I will let you know how powerful I am, and let you know the price of despising me." I vowed secretly in my heart.

Yun Meng stood there in a daze, and gave me an angry look, and then I followed her into the city.

Entering the inner city, the inside is as lively as in an ancient costume movie. Because the kings of the South are far away from the flames of war, there are still singing and dancing here, and the rich and powerful in the underworld live in peace.

There was no martial law on the Lord, but a few sharp soldiers cleared the way ahead, riding monsters and leading the gods to the Southern King's Palace.

And the common people on the street did what they should do, but Shangjun greeted the crowd with a smile from time to time.

This is a charismatic leader. The north and the south have become like this along the central line, and the people here still don't have the slightest pressure. Moreover, from the perspective of the emperor and the people, no matter whether he is pretending or not, at least he is trying to win people's hearts. is very successful.

This is enough to show that his rebellion was not accidental, but a decision made after winning the hearts of the people. Compared with King Qin Guang who is superior, the people are naturally more willing to follow him.

Those who win the hearts of the people win the world. On the one hand, the emperor adopts iron and blood tactics on the battlefield, but on the rear, he is close to the people and wins the hearts of the people. With both hands, it is no wonder that he can conquer the north.

This guy is terrible, definitely a terrifying opponent.

The more I thought about it, the more I shuddered. No matter how I look at it now, I seem to be completely defeated by this guy, which has a great impact on my confidence.

No wonder Guan Shen has repeatedly emphasized that I am not suitable to enter the Underworld now, presumably he is also afraid that I will be hit and my confidence will be dampened.

The imperial palace is not luxurious, at best it is slightly larger than the Yongle Hall in the underground of Xiangyun Temple. Of course, the defense inside is of course needless to say.

Entering the banquet, I just bowed my head and drank. Although I am now a demon body, the eyes of Zhenjun Xiandao kept looking at me. It seems that this old guy has become suspicious.

Ever since Guan Shen broke his face with him for me last time, he has completely surrendered to the Lord. It must be like this, but Guan Shen didn't tell me.

During the banquet, Shangjun talked about Dragon Lord's birthday celebration. Just three days later, tomorrow is Dragon Lord's birthday. This gentleman has great supernatural powers, and belongs to an independent force in the Yin Division. Shangjun spent all his money to win him over.

And I heard that this person and the Lord are like brothers, but he was tired of killing, so he never got involved in the war between the North and the South.

After the banquet was over, Shangjun and Yunmeng had a private discussion for two hours. When Yunmeng came back, I was taking a nap in the mansion arranged by me.

"Qin Jian, you almost killed me today, do you know?" Yunmeng walked in a little tired, and gave me a resentful look.

I was silent, just looked at the ceiling, feeling very depressed.

"What's the matter, I'm angry now, really stingy, but this is just like you, Shang Jun also praised you full of praise, the funny thing is, he wanted to seal your official position and stay in the Southern King's Capital, but I immediately turned him down with an excuse " Yunmeng sat down beside me charmingly, and gently untied the gauze wrapped around my hands.

"Why did Shang Jun invite you here? It is rumored that Shang Jun and Long Jun are as close as brothers. Since he couldn't persuade Long Jun to join the battle, how could you?" I asked a little puzzled.

Yunmeng blinked, and said with a charming smile, "This is a secret. Tomorrow we will meet Dragon Lord, the legendary No. [-] Demon Emperor, a third-party force of the Underworld."

"Demon Emperor?" I asked in surprise.

"Yeah, but this monster is not comparable to the Dongyin monsters, but the monsters who have cultivated in China. As usual, the immortals of the Huang Sijia will be promoted to the demon gods after they are cultivated. Among them are thousands of thousands of ancient monsters, so in the underworld, Dragon Lord is a ruthless character that no one dares to provoke." Yunmeng explained.

"However, this person's personality is very lonely and weird, and he has never been moved by fame and fortune. Look at the land of China, there are very few monsters in the Yin and Yang worlds to make troubles. It is because the Dragon Lord manages well, and rarely let his subordinates enter the Yin and Yang worlds. The battlefield, otherwise, with his relationship with Shangjun, he would have joined the battle circle long ago, and even Shangjun would not be able to persuade him, so I am not fully sure whether I can persuade him."

My heart moved, if I can persuade the Dragon King to fight for the way of heaven, it will be a great force, and I will definitely have the power to fight in the Yin Division. On the contrary, if the Dragon King joins the lineup of the Lord, the consequences will be devastating of.

The north has already lost the wind, and once the Dragon Lord joins, everything should be over.

"Yunmeng, you don't really want to draw this person into the Shangjun lineup, do you?" I asked with some concern.

Yunmeng looked into my eyes with clear eyes, and said seriously: "Qin Jian, Yunmeng will give you a satisfactory answer, do you know that? If you can't accompany me to the underworld this time, I will regret it for the rest of my life."

I frowned and thought deeply, feeling a little uneasy in my heart, Yunmeng's words seemed to be saying goodbye on the deathbed, could it be dangerous this time?

Otherwise, why would she say these words to me? Another possibility is that her memory has recovered.

"Yunmeng..." I stretched out my ferocious hands, trying to hug her.

Her body trembled slightly, she didn't resist, she let me hold her in my arms, when the fragrance smelled from the tip of her nose, I knew she had recovered some memories, otherwise she would never let me hug her.