Thunderbolt Lord of the Fairy Mountain

Chapter 284

As long as there is nothing to do, the Master of the Human Way Pavilion did not relax at all, on the contrary, he seemed even more dignified than before.

"Kui Yujiang? The Empress of the Infernal Ghost?"

The last bit of pen and ink fell, and the pavilion master whispered softly, as if he had realized something.

"Is your purpose also a plague of blood darkness?"

With a sneer, the pavilion master put away the pen, grinned at the corner of his mouth, and smiled evilly, "The bloody battle was filled with hardships, and all parties took action with various purposes. As a powerful force in the Jianghu, no matter what the purpose is, You all have to get involved!"

With a restrained smile, the pavilion master calmly analyzed: "Since entering the arena, then, it is nothing more than the two choices of the elves and the chivalrous way. But the chivalrous way, because of the relationship between life trainees and the blood of the world."

"It must be impossible to accept you all. Based on this, I am afraid that you will be redundant if you are tempted. Besides, there is only one way for you to go, Kui Yujiang!"

Staring in front of his eyes, the pavilion master seemed to say to Kui Yujiang: "Join the elves and destroy the land of misery. Whether it is success or failure, it will not have the slightest impact on you."

"It can be said that you are watching the fire from across the bank, and the snipe and clams are fighting for the fishermen's benefit."

"Even Ni Shenyang may deliberately exclude you from joining because of your status as a person from the Netherworld, so that you can watch the show more comfortably, and I am afraid that it will strengthen the strength of the Infernal Ghost Queen."

"It's just in case!"

Looking back at the blank space, the pavilion master's expression became a little playful, "It's just that you don't know that the elves seem to be ruled by Ni Shenyang on the surface."

"But in the dark, there is another ghost of the underworld who is planning secretly. Ni Shenyang may be afraid of your identity, but the underworld will not. When the time comes to join the elves, it must be a foregone conclusion."

Thinking about it, the Pavilion Master's eyes narrowed slightly, "It seems that there are some mistakes in the plan! When we first conspired with Gucheng, we didn't make much arrangements for the off-site situation. Now that I think about it, it was a bit reckless."

"This matter needs to be notified to Gucheng as soon as possible so that he can make arrangements early."

Thinking of this matter, the pavilion master hurried away, but he wanted to arrange to notify Gucheng, so that he could pay attention to the changing situation and avoid the failure of this matter.

At the same time, he also woke up secretly, and turned around to check carefully to see if there were any problems with his other arrangements these days.

The rivers and lakes are long, and it has been too long since the big catastrophe, and too long a comfortable life. For the strength of the pavilion master, the ordinary small catastrophe of the rivers and lakes is no longer in the eyes.

Therefore, this catastrophe, he still looked at it according to the original vision, but this catastrophe affected Aurora, and the people involved were all extraordinary in strength.

Therefore, it is inevitable that there will be errors and omissions.

When the Master of the Human Way Pavilion was busy correcting mistakes, checking whether there was anything else that he hadn't dealt with clearly in recent days, and made up his mind to deal with the catastrophe carefully, he said something else.

At the same time, under the mysterious and unpredictable Huangquan three thousand feet down, there are dark ups and downs, red dust surging, and waves rolling. Everything that catches the eye is like a dull volcano, sweeping the waves, and the waves are endless!
In the mysterious Eternal Night Theater, a mysterious figure is dressed in a black robe, with a gorgeous appearance. The luxurious clothes wrap around the body, making it look extremely noble and elegant, stunning the world.

The magician sitting in front of the piano, with his hands hanging down, suddenly began to play at a high speed. With his fingertips flying, the dancing notes burst out from the luxurious piano keys!
Soothing and extreme intersect, elegance and vulgarity are separated, like a struggle against fate, and like a child looking at the sky, with longing, but more ignorance and admiration!
The mysterious music, with the beating of the fingertips of the mysterious figure, the ups and downs and grandeur become more and more obvious, as if reflecting the heart of the player, dialysis and then permeating the theater.

Beside the gorgeous piano, stands a half glass of red wine, as bright as blood, with a faint light passing through, and when you look at it, it is dark and unclear, flickering and swaying, like an undercurrent.

"The clown puppet!"

A cold and elegant cry slowly floated out from the figure sitting in front of the piano, but I don’t know where it leads, where it will end up, and who it is, who is so lucky to receive the mercy of the gods, shouting its name.

As the voice fell and drifted into the wind, the clown puppet came slowly, and as he walked in, the clown puppet on his fingertips seemed to stand still because of fear.

"God of the Underworld!"

When he got close, the clown puppet bowed down to worship, and let out a soft cry. Through the depths of his eyes, he seemed to be able to see his deep respect and admiration. Based on this, he even asked him to come here to the playwright of Yongye, No doubts!
The playwright seemed to have never seen the clown puppet's respect. He just stared intently at the swaying red wine, as if in a trance, and as if he didn't know where to start.

After a while, the elegant and cold voice just now sounded again, "Shadow has come back now?"

"Reporting to the God of the Underworld, Shadow has returned the day before yesterday, but due to the order of the God of the Underworld last time, he has now set off to go to the elves to participate in the battle of the Blood and Dark Barrier."

While talking, Clown Puppet's waist slowly straightened up. He knew that if he didn't learn to stand up, then he would have to bend his waist for the rest of his life.

As for the god of the underworld taking the initiative to make him stand up, it may only be a dream, lingering in his heart, becoming a dream that will never come true in this life.

After the clown puppet's words fell, there was no response from the piano, only the gradually soothing melodious sound of the piano, which was regarded as a response to him, and the sound of the piano gradually calmed down until it disappeared.

锃～～～～

With his hands off the keys, the magician closed his eyes and listened to the final ending. When the sound stopped, he reluctantly got up and left the seat where he was sitting.

Picking up the wine glass and swaying the red wine in the glass, the magician slowly turned around and looked at the clown puppet who was standing quietly beside him.

"Who got you up?"

Looking at the clown puppet faintly, the magician stretched the wine glass to his red lips, but during this gap, he seemed to ask a question unintentionally.

"It's what I want to get up!"

Raising his head, staring at the elegant and holy figure in the distance, the clown puppet said in a low voice. While speaking, his eyes kept looking at Diming, his expression was full of stubbornness, like a child eager for attention.

He only hoped that the God of Mingming could take a look at him, even if it was just a glance! Unfortunately, until the end, Diming's eyes did not fall on him.

He just removed the wine glass, and then gave a casual "um", which was regarded as an answer. As for the others, he didn't even have half a superfluous word.

Based on this, there is no sound in this huge Evernight Theater, and there is no sound response. There is only silence, as quiet as stagnant water, dead still!
(End of this chapter)