The devil is below, I am the master

The night passed.

Prime Minister Turtle of the East China Sea was dedicated to dealing with yesterday's aftermath early in the morning.

Maybe there was no rest at all last night.

After all, this time all the villagers along the coast were involved, and if it is not dealt with properly, there may be more casualties.

The Koi Immortal who wandered outside the Dragon Palace looked at the busy shrimp soldiers and crab generals outside, and asked, "Dragon King hasn't come back yet?"

"It's coming soon, the Dragon King has to report to his superiors while escorting the jade bottle, and talk about the evil dragon. Fortunately, the Emperor of Heaven didn't blame him, he just said that he will take care of the aftermath. Tonight, the Dragon King will hold a big banquet to thank you all. help."

Koi Daxian hurriedly waved his hands: "They are all relatives, what can we thank you for!"

"Thank you if you want to thank them. The etiquette is complete." Prime Minister Gui muttered with a smile, "And Wen Ran and his disciples also contributed a lot, so I should thank you."

"By the way, what's going on in the South China Sea?"

Yesterday he was discussing with Wen Ran and the others about Lang Weixian who left suddenly.

"Dragon Mother sent a letter, saying that Lang Weixian has arrived home." Prime Minister Gui replied.

Koi Daxian: "Dragon Mother still cares about Lang Weixian."

A dragon mother who can never easily show her emotions may have a lot of helplessness when facing the son who inherits her power.

"Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite. Let them handle the family affairs in Nanhai by themselves. I can't take care of my old bones." Prime Minister Gui said frankly.

The two were chatting when they heard a noise coming from outside.

The Dragon King of the East China Sea actually came back early.

As soon as he entered the door, the Dragon King was already thinking about the banquet at night.

"All come, all come! This time I really have to thank you, otherwise the Heavenly Emperor will definitely blame me." The stone in the Dragon King's heart finally fell.

"The Emperor of Heaven is really not angry?" Prime Minister Gui quietly touched and tested.

The Dragon King said: "It is impossible to say that you are not angry at all, but this time it was a disaster for no reason. Fortunately, the dragon was stopped in the end, otherwise the consequences would be even more serious."

"Besides, the Heavenly Emperor originally wanted to punish Donghai, but when he heard that Wen Ran's disciple cut off Jiao's dragon horn with a sword, his mood changed all of a sudden. I was thinking..." The Dragon King stroked his beard. Xu, looking thoughtful.

As soon as Prime Minister Turtle heard that there was gossip, he immediately leaned closer with his own tortoise shell.

"There are ghosts, there must be ghosts. I thought that Bai Zhe who appeared suddenly could not be the Emperor's private..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Prime Minister Gui quickly covered the old Dragon King's mouth.

"Dragon King, why don't you have a good mouth, you dare to say anything! Be careful that the Emperor of Heaven will come back and toss the East China Sea again."

"Cough cough." The Dragon King looked at the Koi Daxian who didn't know what to say and looked surprised, and pretended to cough twice, as if nothing happened.

At night, the Dragon King really set up several tables of banquets to invite Wen Ran and them.

Bai Zhe, as the main force against the flood dragon, naturally received round after round of toasts from the Dragon King.

"This is really pushing the waves ahead, little Wenran, your apprentice has a bright future! I have already given you the credit for pacifying the evil dragon this time, and you must credit it!" The Dragon King had heard that Wen Ran This apprentice is only a half-immortal, once this matter is reported to the public, it is likely that he will surely become an immortal.

The Dragon King is also a thousand-year-old guy, so he simply made a favor and put all the credit on Bai Zhe, and it was really visible to the naked eye—the more the Emperor of Heaven listened, the happier he became.

But Wen Ran, who had been looking at the Dragon King, felt strange in his heart. He didn't know why, but he always felt that the smiling face of the Dragon King tonight was seven parts sincere, part flattering, and part weird.

……

At this time, the far southwest corner of the Immortal World.

The underground palace of Nuwa Palace.

From time to time, patrolling guards passed by in the dark tunnel.

The route of travel is strict and regular, as if to guard the already dark underground palace even more tightly.

Not even a butterfly can fly out from here.

The team of guards in charge of today's patrol happened to be handing over in the middle of the night. The guards who led the team stayed at the end and started to light up the floor lamps corresponding to the next team.

What he was inspecting was the deepest part of the underground palace.

The flame ignited quickly, making a "crackling" sound, which was particularly abrupt in the silent tunnel, illuminating the strange jars piled up all around the altar.

I don't know what was sealed in the jar, and the ghost-like things pasted on it were long, interlaced and dragged all over the floor.

"... Handover?" A familiar voice came from behind him.

The leading guard glanced at the person coming.

He is the red priest of the underground palace.

In the blink of an eye, the ghost charm on the jar seemed to be moved by something.

The guard who led the team took a closer look and said in a low voice, "Master Priest, does this spell seem to be loose?"

He wasn't sure, or he might have misread it.

However, the next second, I saw the ghost talisman shaking again.

The red-clothed priest has not yet answered.

"Sure enough...! My lord priest, let's hurry up to the Lord—"

The priest in red stretched out a hand from under the loose robe, as if to obstruct it.

"Do you want to report now?"

Hearing this, the leading guard couldn't help but look suspicious.

"The princess's wedding is coming soon. If you report it at this time, if the inner court finds out, what will you think of Nuwa Palace?" The cold female voice sounded again.

The author has something to say: --Suddenly realized that I am so slow.I also want to write a fast-paced cool article, and hope that the next interstellar article can challenge successfully.

small theater:

Dragon King: There are ghosts, there must be ghosts!I suspect that the Emperor of Heaven is that boy Bai Zhe's father!

Prime Minister Turtle: You mean... private son? !

Bai Zhe passing by: (laughs) Go on, I'll let you see who the father is.