Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

Outside the Golden Osmanthus Palace, a huge crowd has already turned into a wave and surrounded this fairy palace with the fragrance of golden osmanthus.Whispering and shouting were intertwined one after another, and the crowd was so crowded that there was no end in sight at a glance.

Standing in front of all the casual cultivators, Mu Hong was wearing the patriarch's robe with the pattern of white phoenix clouds, and said coldly, "Lu Xianshou, Mu Hong will be sorry to Xianshou today."

The gate of Jingui Palace opens to both sides, and the sunlight shines between the two gateposts and the brass reliefs on the architrave.

Rukuev strode out alone.

He was wearing a robe with the head of a fairy, and he was carrying the Thunder Sky Axe, which reflected the sunlight even more glaringly, causing many people in front of the palace gate to dare not look directly at him.

"It's Lu Xianshou..."

"The honorable head has come out."

Immortal Lei Qiong showed his face, and the cursing finally stopped.Many loose cultivators who gathered raised their eyes eagerly.

No matter what, in the subconscious of these people, Lukuifu is still the head of the Immortal Dao and the master of Liuhuazhou.

Mu Hong put his hands on his chest and bowed his head in greeting: "Mu Hong has seen your head."

Lu Kuifu remained motionless, glanced around slowly, and said in a low voice, "What does Patriarch Mu mean by this?"

The air flow changed silently.

Under Rukuev's feet, fine dust that was indistinguishable to the naked eye began to shake silently.Soon, the shaking spread to the osmanthus flowers and dead leaves falling on the ground, and then to the gravel and broken tiles.

"...Please calm down your anger."

Mu Hong's face was expressionless, his eyes were as cold as ice, "This time, Mu Hong was indeed offended."

……

Lin Lingqing and Fang Zhiyuan were hidden in the corner of the side entrance of Jingui Palace. From this angle, the scene of the main entrance can be fully seen.

Lin Lingqing's expression changed and he struggled a few times, and suddenly wanted to step out.

Fang Zhiyuan quickly stopped him: "What are you doing?"

Lin Lingqing said: "They are coming at me, I can't always let Lei Qiong block it for me."

"Nonsense, it will only make the chaos worse if you go out." Fang Zhiyuan held onto his forearm and said in a low voice, "If so many people riot, how many punches can you bear?"

Lin Lingqing's eyes darkened, and he was about to speak, when Fang Zhiyuan suddenly pushed him aside: "Who is it!"

But seeing the sound of a wheelchair at the corner of the path, Gu Baoen pushed Gu Wenxiang out.The sick man in the wheelchair spread his hands with a smile that was not a smile, "Shh... I, it's me."

"Gu Wenxiang?"

Lin Lingqing frowned and stared at him, "Why are you here?"

Gu Wenxiang pretended to be surprised: "Oh, it seems that the devil is really a nobleman who forgets things. Didn't your old man ask me to wait in Jingui Palace, huh?"

Fang Zhiyuan pressed his eyes: "This is not a place for guests to stay."

Gu Wenxiang said: "Listening to the hustle and bustle outside, Wen Xiang is unavoidably curious. No, can't help but take a look."

While they were talking here, the confrontation between Lukuifu and Mu Hong at the main entrance had reached a point of tension.

"Respected head, what happened on the cloud nine days ago is now well known to everyone. There are two roads ahead for my Three Realms. One is a way of survival for a strong man who cuts his wrists and bears the burden of humiliation from then on; It is impossible for Zunshou and Lin Xiaoxian to not know the truth, why come to hide their heads and show their tails for nine days, and not give an explanation to the people of the fairy world?"

Outside the Golden Osmanthus Palace, Mu Hong stood in front of the crowd, his voice was stimulated in all directions by the mighty spiritual power.

The streets and alleys of Liuhuazhou were blocked, and the doors along the way were tightly closed, but there were countless pairs of panicked eyes watching the forced palace from the windows.

Mu Hong waved his sleeves and pointed at the crowd who came with him, "Since Lin Xiaoxian dared not speak out, today, Mu Hong and these [-] petitioners from five continents in the fairy world are willing to make this decision for Lin Lingqing and the Three Realms !"

In response to all calls, the crowd behind Mu Hong began to commotion.The voices from all walks of life piled together and yelled into a pot of porridge.

Lu Kuifu's eyebrows were raised upright, and he shouted loudly: "Mu Hong! Who do you claim to be to make decisions for the Three Realms!?"

Mu Hong sneered, and proudly raised his chin: "Who is Lin Lingqing, who wants to tie the lives of hundreds of millions of souls to his words?"

"Who is he?" Lukuifu's anger became more intense, like a diamond glaring.The thick joints creaked, forcing the two axes to flash with lightning.

"—Back then when the zenith cracked and the people of Panyu wanted to bring disasters to the world, it was Lin Xiaoxian who repaired the sky with his body, but his own soul was broken and he has not healed yet. Who do you think he is!?"

"If Lin Lingqing didn't protect him with his life, which one of you would still stand here and insult him!!"

In the past, no one in ordinary casual cultivators knew about Lin Lingqing butting the sky to stop the evil disaster.As soon as Rukuev said this, the faces of those who were still full of foul language a moment ago couldn't help but all changed.

"……what?"

After a few breaths of stunned silence, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

I don't know who murmured blankly: "When the catastrophe stopped, it was actually Lin Lingqing who did it!?"

"Isn't it Lei Qiong's fairy head who saved us?"

"This, this is impossible, how old was Lin Xiaoxian back then?"

"The soul... is broken? Is it what I think?"

"It's so serious, I can't see it at all..."

Only Mu Hong stood still, and said coldly: "Mr. Lin Xiaoxian's life-saving grace, Mu Hong should be grateful. However, repaying the favor is a private matter, and making decisions for the Three Realms...is a public matter. Your Excellency always distinguishes between public and private, why is he confused at this time? ?”

Inside the hidden side door, Gu Wenxiang rubbed his chin, "Tsk, isn't this a bit tricky?"

He glanced at Lin Lingqing, and said with a funny smile: "How about it, Lian Gu, do you want to help?"

"..."

Lin Lingqing looked at him coldly.

... not quite right.

Mojun's heart sank, he wondered if he was sensitive, anyway, as soon as Gu Wenxiang came out, he felt that something was wrong.

Gu Wenxiang slumped on the wheelchair before he was fully formed, and waved his hand: "Repay your kindness, you are here with the devil, my son, I will go meet the Mu Patriarch for a while."

The little wolf nodded foolishly, and Gu Wenxiang turned the wheelchair forward by himself, and actually walked out from behind the door just like that.

Not only did he go out, but he also opened his mouth and shouted, "Patriarch Mu," as if he was afraid that others would not notice him.

At this moment, all the people turned their eyes in unison, Mu Hong took a deep look at him, and replied: "Patriarch Gu."

The casual cultivators hesitated to part ways, and the wheelchair rolled over with a creaking sound. Gu Wenxiang bowed on the wheelchair with a smile, and said: "Patriarch Mu has a fairy world in his heart, so courageous. Smell the fragrance, admire, admire."

"But I don't know..." The conversation suddenly changed, "Patriarch Mu is so overreaching, that Venerable Master Pan Yu, will you agree?"

The meaning of these words is very rude, but Mu Hong's expression did not change, and he said: "Mu Hong has personally arrived at Sky Cloud City to meet Lord Panyu."

"Since we are here now, it is natural that the lord...has agreed."

--accepted!

This remark was like throwing a stone into the sea, and immediately caused huge waves in everyone's hearts, and even Rukuev's expression changed.Not to mention Lin Lingqing and Fang Zhiyuan who were hidden by the side.

But before anyone could speak, they heard a cuckoo's bleak cry: "Father!"

Mu Qingxue galloped through the air as she set foot on the moon and frost.She still wore a white robe with tight sleeves, but her temple hair was disheveled, her face was haggard, and she no longer had a pure and noble appearance. She said sadly, "Father, how could you do such a thing!"

Mu Hong's face sank: "Who let Miss out?"

Chasing behind Mu Qingxue were a few monks dressed as Mu family guards, all sweating profusely: "Patriarch, little ones...the little ones really didn't stop me."

Mu Hong snorted coldly: "Where are the disciples of the Mu family!"

"Take the lady down, please go to the room to rest, and then go to the library to get three spirit-binding ropes and hang them on the door of the lady's boudoir."

The disciples of the Mu family rushed forward, and Mu Qingxue held the sword in her hand, but she was helplessly outnumbered. There were tears in her eyes and anger, "Father!! Father...you can't!"

"Do you want to surrender, do you want to admit defeat to those Panyu monsters!?"

"Why... it was you who taught Qingxue from an early age that as a disciple of the Mu family, don't fall into the ambition of Baihuang's bloodline—let me go! Who dares to touch me!—Father!!"

Several VIPs from the Mu family acted violently, said "I'm offended", and slapped Mu Qingxue on the back with a stick.Mu Qingxue let go of her long sword and fell to the ground in embarrassment, her limbs were soon crushed.

"You guys!" She yelled at the casual cultivators all around her with reddened eyes, "Why don't you think about it, if the one hundred thousand cauldrons that were sacrificed were yourselves? If the one who was sacrificed fell on you On the head, who else would stand here and persecute the head!?"

She struggled non-stop, the arm behind her back was twisted hard, her bones creaked unbearably, and she was about to be broken!

A flash of thunder flashed by, and when everyone saw it, only afterimages remained.Mu Qingxue was surrounded by several members of the Mu family who were restraining her, but they were blown away screaming in pain, unable to move on the ground.

Lukuev slowly lowered his right Thunder Axe.As the head of the Tribulation-Crossing Immortal, he obviously possessed great power, but the only time he made a move under the persecution of the people today was for Mu Qingxue who had nothing to do with him.

Mu Hong frowned displeasedly: "Lu Xianshou, this is Mu Hong's family business."

He waved his hand: "Hurry up and take Miss home."

Mu Qingxue was finally taken down.Not far away, Lin Lingqing skipped a beat for no reason.

10 petitions... [-] furnaces...

Wait a minute, one hundred thousand! ?

Suddenly, a gleam of cold white light seemed to flash in his mind, Lin Lingqing subconsciously grabbed Fang Zhiyuan's palm, his face pale: "That's not right."

— This is not right!

Suddenly, the sky and the earth changed color, and the wind blew violently!The clouds above the head rumbled apart, and the dust blew across the long streets and alleys, blue bricks and gray eaves of Liuhuazhou.

Amidst the exclamation and raised gazes of the crowd, a white-clothed figure descended with golden light all over his body, and stood above the Jingui Palace in the air. If it wasn't Lord Panyu, who else?

"good very good."

The lord clapped his hands and smiled, "Patriarch Mu Hongmu, and there are [-] smart people in Yujie who know current affairs..."

"Your choice is the right one. You are the heroes of Yujie. Immortal Panyu can swear an oath not to invade Yujie for a hundred years from now."

The Panyu people descended suddenly, and the crowd had already begun to commotion in panic, but now they were slightly relieved to see the peaceful expression of the Lord.

"Really, really?" A young man even smiled gratifiedly when he heard the words, and mumbled, "This is..."

That's settled, everything is safe, isn't it?

Because of their insight and persistence, tomorrow's Immortal World doesn't have to be broken with Panyu Mermaid, right?

"Okay, that's great..."

The Lord happily squinted his golden eyes, but the light in his eyes was like a cold poisonous snake coming out of its hole.He opened his arms violently and laughed loudly:

"Since you have this intention, I will accept this great gift here on behalf of all the true gods in the Panyu Realm."

"Go! Spread out—"

With an anxious shout, Lin Lingqing and his white robe flew over, "There is a trap!!"

It's too late.In the next moment, strange golden threads sprouted from the ground in all the eight streets and nine streets crowded with people in Liuhuazhou, and a layer of net cages was woven on the surface in the blink of an eye!

The [-] petitioning casual cultivators were like a group of bugs slipping into the bottle of a pitcher plant, and suddenly burst into screams of fear, but they could only watch helplessly as the golden threads gathered in front of their eyes, letting their bodies Be lifted up!

"save……"

"Help, save me!!!"

The sky was dark and the earth was dark, crying and wailing.Countless hands are grasping and dancing in the air, and countless faces that have just been strong or cowardly are stained with fear.

In this sudden eruption of chaos, Lin Lingqing only felt that he was swept up by a wave of spiritual flow that could not be resisted, and was sent back.

The devil's eyes were wide open, and all sounds from the outside could not reach his ears. He saw the white robe and the black robe intertwined for a moment, and then separated in the strong wind.

Fang Zhiyuan's forward figure brushed past him.