Chapter 379

Regarding the matter raised by the old man, Chen Xiaofan wanted to ask clearly what they were going to do.

He also truthfully confessed that under the control of the Lord of Songs, the restricted area could not be left. In the occupied time zone, due to the outbreak of aura, many creatures and plants were extremely rare, and even the gods in a hundred thousand mountains would spy on it.

The white-haired clan can freely enter and exit the restricted area because they have the same blood as the master of a song.

They have been sealed for thousands of years, and they have long been unable to fight against the one hundred thousand masters who have become kings.

In this case, they decided to sacrifice their ego to achieve the future.

The Master of One Song will not participate in the auction, this matter is only limited to the gods, and it is still anonymous.

If it is possible to sell the bodies and souls of several clansmen.

This thing is wonderful.

They are equivalent to possessing the power to freely enter and exit the restricted area, as well as the memories of the white-haired clan.

Perhaps the sacrifice of a dozen or so individuals is not enough, but with a little manipulation and some publicity, this matter will always be understood by hundreds of thousands of people in the mountains.

What kind of master is on their heads.

No one wants to be suppressed all the time. If there is an opportunity to cross classes, no one is willing to give up.

That's what the old man and his people planned.

If you really want to face it head-on, there is an absolute gap in strength between them and the Master of One Song.

But if the entire Hundred Thousand Mountains were disrupted, the situation might be different.

After listening to the old man's plan, Chen Xiaofan thought about it.

The gods in the deep mountains respect the one in the mountains very much, which can be seen from the attitude of the twelve main gods.

"If these gods are willing to surrender to that one, wouldn't your plan be ruined?"

"You know, tens of thousands of years have passed since the era when you ruled the deep mountains."

"When I entered the meeting of the twelve main gods, they respected the one in the mountain very much."

The old man smiled, Chen Xiaofan's mentality is still an ordinary person, even though his body has supernatural power, his heart is still an ordinary person.

He couldn't think about the problem from the position of a god.

"You are right, but you underestimated the greed of God."

"Even back then, our ethnic group was extremely powerful, and there were gods who wanted to plunder our position."

"This is too common in the mountains deep in the mountains."

"No matter how tamed and suppressed he is, the god will never be at peace in his heart."

"It will be the same if it is suppressed for thousands of years."

"Besides, you think that the one hundred thousand mountains are huge enough, but you don't know that behind the one hundred thousand mountains, there are countless powerful and mysterious gods. The master of a song is just a middle-to-lower position in the god position."

Hearing what the old man said, Chen Xiaofan looked into the distance, as a person from District [-], he couldn't imagine what was in the forbidden area.

In the hinterland of mankind, there are countless terrifying and dreadful existences.

But after thinking about it, if it wasn't for the person in the mountain who controlled everything and set up restrictions, wouldn't these gods have already gone to the eleventh district to roam around wantonly?

From this point of view, it has done a good thing for the humans in District [-].

Of course, this can't be said to the old man in front of him. They are still brooding over the betrayal of the Lord of One Song. Even after a thousand years of sleep, they still can't forget it.

Chen Xiaofan is not willing to help them in his heart, they are the products left over from the ancient times, and they are old antiques that have been sleeping for thousands of years, his thoughts may not keep up with the rhythm, not to mention revenge, it may be difficult to even meet the master of a song.

There is no way, the friends are in their hands, Chen Xiaofan can only agree temporarily.

United front, pretend gang.

The old man was very pleased, and praised him as a hero who knows the current affairs.

But Chen Xiaofan felt a little nervous in his heart.

In the following time, the old man talked a little bit about his future plans.

Chen Xiaofan needs to enter the trade fair in disguise, and then he must sell all his clansmen and knuckles at this fair.

lead to uproar.

Then it depends on the situation, if according to his imagination, the gods are in turmoil, he has to take the old man to find those gods.

There are other methods in his hands that can make them unwilling to follow the Lord of One Song.

The matter seemed very simple, but Chen Xiaofan knew that it was too dangerous to go to the trade fair to publicly auction the body of the white-haired monster and the severed finger with the seal of the Master of One Song.

But after thinking about it, he nodded and agreed.

Seeing Chen Xiaofan agreeing so readily, the old man was still a little uncomfortable.

But since the matter has been explained, we have to wait until a few days later.

"You don't have a tool to hide now, you have to figure out a way by yourself these days."

Chen Xiaofan looked at him and asked tentatively:

"Do you have any?"

The old man naturally shook his head.

"I have been sleeping for thousands of years, where did I get that thing. Besides, I used to be a big shot in the group, why would I want that thing?"

Chen Xiaofan couldn't help rolling his eyes in his heart.

Okay, you are a big shot, and I am Little Xiami, so I can go find it myself, okay?

The old man didn't want to say anything more to Chen Xiaofan, what should be explained has already been explained.

"Let's go, come find me on that mountain if you have something to do."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left, Chen Xiaofan watched him slowly drifting away, feeling that things were really troublesome.

"Do as I say, your friends are in my hands."

The voice came from afar, Chen Xiaofan frowned, a little annoyed.

This is a threat, a naked threat.

He didn't like this, seeing the back of Yuan Qu, Chen Xiaofan snorted lightly.

The old man left, Chen Xiaofan came back to Ye Xueer, she was still sleeping, she was not too tired, maybe the old man used his own means to make her fall into a deep sleep.

I can't talk to her about this matter for the time being, the old man obviously doesn't want people to know his identity, and the matter is too dangerous, Chen Xiaofan didn't plan to bring Ye Xueer with him.

Let's talk to her after all this is done.

While thinking about it, she carried Ye Xue'er down the top of the holy mountain.

The two returned to the wooden house and put her on the bed, Chen Xiaofan did not feel sleepy.

The change of things is a bit complicated, he opened the black box through the memory of the previous god.

But when the black box is opened, what is ushered in is not a treasure, but a conflict hidden thousands of years ago, and even more troubles that follow.

Thousands of years have passed since the revenge of rebellion, as a bystander, Chen Xiaofan found it incredible.

Thousands of years have passed, even if they take revenge, even if they pull down the Master of One Song, what benefits can they get?
Are you cool?The tribe is all dead.

Satisfied?
I am afraid that even if the revenge is successful, nearly half of this forbidden area will be destroyed.

Where is the meaning?
When will the retribution of grievances end.

The matter of the white-haired group makes Chen Xiaofan very upset, everything is their deliberate conspiracy, and all friends are in their hands, this matter is even more difficult to deal with.

Looking out the window and looking at the round moon in the sky, I feel a little tired.

Saying goodbye to Sun Dahai at that time, they wanted to go back to District [-], and wanted to go back to their hometown where even trash can do it.

However, the eleventh district was not completed, and just after leaving the academy city, it was forced by a heavy snowstorm.

The crowd scattered, Chen Xiaofan entered the restricted area and became the god of the holy mountain.

He still hasn't fully adapted to the change of identity.

Not only that, but when things changed, he got on the white-haired people's boat again.

This incident made a fuss, which made him very upset.

But what has to be done still has to be done. The first thing he needs to do now is to find something that will hide his identity at the fair in a few days.

As the god who replaced him, as a rookie, the holy mountain was smashed into scorched earth by lightning, and he had nothing at all.

Now, he can only turn to the two allies who rescued him at the time.

Leaning against the bed, sitting on the ground, Chen Xiaofan took out the beads with gold threads.

He tried to feel the effect of divine power, tried to feel the feeling of entering the meeting of the twelve gods last time.

Close your eyes!

The body floated gently, there was a slight wind in the ear, and a fishy smell came from the breath.

Open your eyes!

He stood above the sea and entered the place where the twelve gods were meeting.

"What do you want us to do?"

A harsh female voice came, and Chen Xiaofan knew it was done. Sure enough, with the help of divine power and the urging of his thoughts, he was able to come here and find his two "allies".

In front of him were two black shadows approaching, Chen Xiaofan was planning in his heart, preparing to drag these two guys into the water as well.

(End of this chapter)

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