I lead the villains to help justice in the world of cultivating immortals

Minister Humerus' speech simply pushed the atmosphere on the field to a climax.

Everyone raised their arms and shouted, ready to move, they even thought of the prosperity of the Hades dominating one side.

"You are seconding!"

"You are seconding!!"

……

With a fierce growl and excited inspirational passion, Pluto toasted and drank together, raised his head and laughed.

His harsh and insolent laughter echoed throughout the space.

"Yeah!"

"You really gave me a big surprise! You deserve to be my most outstanding son!"

"Come on, reward!"

With a big wave of Pluto's hand, more than a dozen storage rings were placed in front of Nangong Yunche.

A look of your choice.

Nangong Yunche quietly used his own spiritual power to investigate secretly, and chose the storage ring that was most useful to him.

"Thank you, father, for the reward."

"But how should this person be dealt with, Father, can you think about it?"

Nangong Yunche raised his eyes slightly, and his eyes seemed to fall on Mo Sheng casually.

Cool enough.

Enough fun.

"Do you have any ideas?"

Pluto still has a little understanding of his son, the city is extremely deep, and even he is inferior to him in some aspects.

In fact, it would be best to hand it over to Nangong Yunche.

But Pluto is very useful, and Nangong Yunche's appearance of asking himself for everything will greatly satisfy Pluto's self-esteem and give him a great sense of accomplishment.

"Um…"

Nangong Yunche seemed to ponder for a moment.

The hands hidden in the sleeves were twisted carefully once, and a deep thought flashed in the half-closed eyes.

"My son just wants to ask, how will my father deal with the two Xuan Yuzong of the Immortal Cultivation Realm?"

Hades Emperor frowned unconsciously when he heard this.

Going around and going around, I still came back to this question.

He didn't want to talk about it here.

But now he had to, he didn't want to talk about this issue just now, it was because he had already made second-hand preparations to solve them secretly.

But it was different now, Nangong Yunche directly put the handle on the two of them to his lips.

I have a more detailed plan.

"The easiest way is to catch a turtle in the urn and wait for work."

"But... can you ensure how important this person is to the two of them?"

Pluto thought for a while but did not give a clear answer, but threw the question back.

There was a trace of speechlessness hidden in Nangong Yunche's eyes.

He actually doesn't like himself as his father.

Faint and incompetent but also loves to be brave.

Drunk and dreaming every day, mingling around women.

It was simply invisible.

"Father, don't you have spies?? You have planted so many hidden stakes in the world of cultivating immortals, is it useless?"

Nangong Yunche was annoyed at first, Murong Qing of Xuanyuzong's cultivation level was one step higher than his own, if he faced him, he would have no chance of winning at all.

In the end, if he relied on tricks, his father was useless, so he pulled himself out as a gunman!

Counting on myself to provide advice and suggestions for him to open up the territory and expand the map, he will sit back and reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Nangong Yunche's tone was tinged with a rare hint of anger, and the noble demeanor of Ruyu, the son of Moshang, seemed to have completely dissipated at this moment.

It seemed as if she had reached the limit of her patience.

Being questioned by his own son in public, the Underworld Emperor couldn't bear the level of saving face.

He was so angry that he slammed the wine glass on the table.

"Nangong Yunche! You have to understand that some things cannot be said here!"

He tried to re-establish his majesty in this way.

He even set up his face and authority by scolding Nangong Yunche for his ignorance in public.

But as everyone knows, this is the most disgusting.

Nangong Yunche narrowed his eyes slightly, the icy cold light was like a tough thorn blade that deeply stimulated the Underworld Emperor.

"Are you doubting your own ability to place hidden stakes, or are you doubting me?"

"Do you think that things I'm not sure about will be said in front of you, or do you think I'm a no-brainer?"

"Since I bring people to you, why do you go back and ask me again, how do I plan?"

This is all about feeding food to the mouth, and the other party is not ready to eat.

The water was all over his mouth, and he didn't know what to drink.

The main target is a piece of trash, unable to take care of himself.

"Nangong Yunche! Pay attention to your identity!"

Nangong Yunche's public almost insulting words made it impossible for the other party to accept.

Although he is fatuous and incompetent on weekdays, the basic face of the ministers and his people is preserved for him.

Nangong Yunche didn't expect him to talk about this. His good dad was still obsessed with his own face, and he didn't even admit his fault and his poor self-esteem at all.

"What is my identity? Am I not just a dog you use to bite other forces?"

Nangong Yunche sang in chorus, not knowing that his father was more for him to use.

I can't wait to eat his flesh and blood!

The little favors and favors on weekdays are like a slap in the face, giving a sweet date, and maintaining the superficial tranquility and peace.

"I will deal with this person. I have told you so much to let you understand one thing. Since you use me as a sharp knife, then you must understand that if a good knife is used by the owner to kill chickens, he will sooner or later use it." Scrap!"

"So what if you keep back? Please don't do that kind of useless back!"

Nangong Yunche's speech has jumped to this point, just to tell him about his great dad.

His foolish backhand is just one step closer to death.

If Murong Qing and Xingli were forced to a dead end, they would also suffer some unpredictable consequences.

It will even hurt their vitality and damage some of their plans.

The Underworld Emperor sitting at the top did not expect that Nangong Yunche knew that he was keeping a backhand. That is to say, Nangong Yunche's ability was about to reach the point where he could not estimate it at all.

It's getting harder and harder to control...

It can even be said that he seems to have underestimated his son's ability.

Nangong Yunche did not look at the eyes of those around him, but walked forward slowly.

He pulled out a dagger from his waist, laid it leisurely on Mo Sheng's chin through the gap of the golden cage, and raised his head.

"Wake up and open your eyes."

Nangong Yunche's tone was flat, like a slowly flowing stream, with a bit of cold air.

Mo Sheng was not surprised that Nangong Yunche knew that he had woken up.

After all, maybe it's just a moment of disordered breathing, and this person may have insight.

"Speaking of my disposal and calculations in front of my face? Are you too arrogant in the underworld?"

Mo Sheng's black eyes are as bright as the stars, resplendent and stunning!

He looked up with bloodlust and cruelty and impartiality.