I'm a thousand years older than you

"Presumptuous!" Duan Ya's voice was like Shen Lei, with an uncontrollable anger flashing in his eyes, "Say I ordered you? I would like to ask, who ordered you to be here, to spout blood?"

After hearing Patriarch Song's words, everyone was dumbfounded for a while, and before they could react, they saw Mr. Crow's voice was full of anger. Someone first made a question, and then a pot exploded in the stands, and everyone ignored the demon king who was still sitting on it. They all started whispering to each other, and the small and small mutterings became louder and louder, and there was a tendency to evolve into a big discussion.

"Huh? Seems like there's something exciting to watch." Wen Zihe showed an interested smile.

Originally, his purpose of participating in this trial was not with the Rat Clan, but with Duan Ya.Just now he didn't see Zhi Shan in the stands, so he calculated in his heart that the two of them had broken up.At this moment Patriarch Song's death was imminent, and he wanted to stab Duan Ya without hesitation. Although the method was unwise, it did him a favor unintentionally.

After all, it is easier to anger Duan Ya if this matter is brought to the table. Manic people like Duan Ya don't care to hide anything when they are angry.

"Young Master Crow, perhaps we Rat Clan are dispensable outcasts in your eyes." Patriarch Song did not show any timidity when facing the angry Crow, "A dog will jump over a wall when he is in a hurry. Do you think that our Rat Clan will be at the mercy of others?"

"What's going on?" Duan Yuming looked at Wen Zihe, "Didn't you say that this matter has nothing to do with crows?"

"He wants to pull a backrest." Wen Zihe leaned against the stands, intending to watch a good show seriously, "but it's not Duan Ya. You look down."

He had already talked with Patriarch Song that day, and Patriarch Song would not be so stupid that he still hasn't realized that their clan was played by that Zhishan.

Wen Zihe reckoned that Patriarch Song's bad personality wanted to drag someone into the water, so he deliberately called it Duan Ya, so as to force the Yaozu people to find trouble with that Zhishan.It can be seen that the patriarch's obsession with being buried with him is really strong.

It's just that the monster named Zhishan might be hard to find even if you dig three feet into the ground.

Duan Ya really took the blame this time, and scolded angrily: "Dog!"

"Okay. Crow." The Demon King finally spoke in a deep voice, with deep wrinkles between his brows, "Patriarch Song, you said you were instructed by Duan Ya, do you have evidence? If you spout blood, then I, an old bastard, will be the first to disagree."

After Duan Ya heard this, he looked at his father mockingly, snorted through his nose, and sat back.

"The demon king is above me, how dare I deceive you." Patriarch Song kowtowed his head on the ground, then straightened his upper body, "In December last year, after we kidnapped the first invisible one, we almost let the three old pavilions in Xijing At that time, Young Master Ya sent an envoy to find us, saying that he was willing to protect our family."

"A joke." Duan Ya flicked his sleeves, "Tell me, who is the messenger?"

"Zhishan." Patriarch Song said loudly, kneeling and looking around, "Have you ever heard of this name? He is a member of Yagongzi's private guard Yayu. If I remember correctly, for nearly a hundred years, Yagongzi But keep him with you all the time."

Duan Ya snorted coldly, but his brows furrowed imperceptibly.He went to a place by himself a few days ago, and just after he came back, he caught up with the trial. He really didn't pay attention to this guy Zhishan. Now that he thinks about it, it seems that he hasn't seen him for a long time.

"Indeed." The Demon King looked at Duan Ya, "Do you have an explanation?"

Duan Ya gritted his teeth, breathed heavily, and before he could speak, a steady voice sounded beside him: "Father, I don't think it's possible to conclude that Brother Song is at fault based on Patriarch Song's words alone. Patriarch Song, can you Is there evidence? My brother is not related to you, why should he protect you?"

Duan Yuming learned a disgusting method from Wen Zihe, and decided to sell it now and use it on his brother.In order to present the image of a good younger brother who cares about his elder brother, he called "my elder brother" very affectionately.But after all, it was the first time he was so wicked, he was not proficient enough, and he restrained himself repeatedly on the surface, so he didn't show a gloating smile.

Wen Zihe didn't seem to think it was enough, seeing Duan Yuming singing the red face, he sang the bad face in tandem, forcing Duan Ya to hand him over: "Since Mr. Ya is here today, why don't you ask that Lord Zhishan to come out and confront him?"

Then he looked at Duan Ya very naturally, and seeing that he was more angry and showed a faint murderous look, the judgment in his heart became clearer again.It must be that Duan Ya is busy with his own affairs and has no time to manage his subordinates. Now he finds that he has been betrayed by his subordinates and has murderous intentions.

Duan Ya turned around, grabbed the collar of a man in black behind him, and squeezed out a voice through his teeth: "I ask you, where is Zhishan?"

The person who was grabbed by the collar was the captain of Yayu, who was usually a vicious and vicious person, but at this time he looked like a wilted little chick, and said in a panic: "No... I don't know."

Duan Ya grabbed him by the collar, lifted him up, and then slammed him on the ground: "Trash!"

Captain Crow Feather was thrown like this, and rolled down several steps along the high and low stands, and hit the solid wood, making several muffled thuds.

Some people who are not afraid of death shouted: "This is still a trial after all, please don't cause riots, Mr. Ya!"

Now that the incident has been going on, it is impossible to hope that this trial will be solemn and solemn. The Patriarch of the Tianma Clan asked the Demon King for instructions, and after receiving a wink of approval, he said: "My fellow citizens, please be safe and don't be impatient. Since Today, the Patriarch of the Rat Clan said such things, we must treat each other with caution. Now that Zhishan’s whereabouts are unknown, it’s futile for us to argue here, so we should think of a way to deal with it.”

It's a pity that he is not Duan Yanlin. Although what he said was reasonable, few people paid attention to him. Amidst the chattering noise, the demon king raised his hand and pressed it down three times.

After three blows, there was no sound.

"From now on, Wuyi will thoroughly investigate this case, and must capture Zhishan and tell everyone the truth. The other patriarchs, if they are not busy with family affairs, must also send people to assist Wuyi in searching the territory. Punishments are reserved for later use, and they will be imprisoned for now.”

Patriarch Song showed a satisfied smile, and his fat face was full of joy of success.

The original fate of their family has already been decided. After the trial is over, they will be taken to the platform of censure, where life and death are up to them.Now because he has shaken Duan Ya and Zhi Shan out, the Yaozu wants to keep them as a confrontation, so they are temporarily imprisoned in the prison world.

Regardless of whether he can catch Zhishan in the end, as far as he is concerned, he can live a few more days.

It is a day to be able to procrastinate, who knows that what greets you must be lingering, not whether you will be extremely happy?

The trial ended with the demon king's words, and the crowd gradually dispersed with the expression that they hadn't watched the show.

Wen Zihe sent Duan Yuming back first, and stayed in the stands to sit, when he heard a hesitant voice behind him calling him:

"Little Lord."

He turned his head and leaned on the back of the stand, and saw that the invisible patriarch standing below had red eyes, swollen face, and even the scales covering his body lost their luster.

Wen Zihe smiled politely at him: "Patriarch Fang."

Patriarch Fang fell to his knees on the ground with a plop: "Thank you, Young Master, for avenging the clansmen!"

Wen Zihe felt that Patriarch Fang was a little exaggerated. He found out about the case by accident. He couldn't stand such great gratitude from the other party, so he rolled over from the stand, grabbed Patriarch Fang's forefoot, and gave him a hand: "No need. .”

Patriarch Fang looked very frustrated: "Why are we of the invisible clan congenitally defective? The rest of the clan can transform into human forms, and if we are inferior, we won't be treated as the same clan. In this world, if we don't become stronger, everyone will It is useless to think that you are weak and can be bullied. Even if you want to stay in peace, don't bully you. Isn't it?"

Wen Zihe knew where his complaints came from. This trial was said to be to punish the rat clan and seek justice for the invisible clan, but after the whole process, it seemed that the invisible clan had nothing to do with it.

Presumably the head of the family was sitting in the stands, seeing that no one cared about what happened to the invisible race, instead they all seemed to be watching a play, talking about the end of the Rat family with joy, and felt miserable.

Wen Zihe didn't want to offer any comfort. To some extent, what he pursued was absolute power.It's just that he is loose and lazy on weekdays, and everyone can't see it.

Those who are strong will respect them, and those who are weak will kill them.The reality is like this, if you can't hold a sword in your hand, who cares whether you should be bullied or not?

Even though Wen Zihe knew it in his heart, he couldn't speak these words to this innocent invisible master.

He was afraid that he would not be able to control the speed of his words and cause secondary damage to Patriarch Fang's fragile heart, so he casually mixed a handful of mud: "Patriarch Fang, why did you say that? Talent is uncontrollable, but acquired can be cultivated. Spiritual song The essence of Shan Yuehua is strong, it is more than enough to make up for your innate deficiencies."

The meaning of this, to put it bluntly, is to go back to your own territory and stay here. If you have time to feel sentimental here, it is better to practice hard.

Patriarch Fang nodded when he heard the words, as if he was greatly encouraged: "Thank you, Young Master, for your guidance! Then I will go back to the mountain."

Then he turned around, walked a few steps in a fart, shook his head twice, glanced at the dark trial platform, thought of the experience of the clansmen and everyone's cold eyes, and then dullly felt that the young master's words were just a sentence. A random bowl of chicken soup...

His footsteps faltered, as if he had lost his way forward, he was no longer happy, but he dragged his hooves away with great worries and distress.

Looking at his back, Wen Zihe somehow saw his young self.

At that time, he had just learned the truth, and when he looked around, all the friendly faces turned fierce, and they rushed towards him with all their teeth and claws, trying to strangle him to death.

He was uneasy every day, but finally found a way out for himself, and left Duan's house on a rainy day.

At that time, he was only four hundred years old, and he was walking alone in the mountains.If someone stood behind him, they must have seen Patriarch Fang's desolate and helpless back.

He shook his head lightly, cutting off his thoughts.

Looking around the stands, seeing that there was no one around, he stood up unhurriedly.

He raised his head slightly, as if he was completely immersed in his own world, and walked up the steps step by step, each step was casual, just like that, he walked up to the seat where the demon king had just sat.

He stared at the position for a long time, then suddenly revealed a sinister smile, raised one foot, and stepped heavily on it.

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