Although the six major powers have expressed their support for Taixu Illusion, there are still many people who do not trust Taixu Illusion.

For example, the He Kingdom also rejected the construction of the Taixu Illusion Realm. In the Yun Kingdom, several core cities, including Yuncheng, also did not allow the Taixu Illusion Realm to be covered.

There is no right or wrong in this. Although the Taixu sect such as Xuze Akira and others continue to promote that this is the general trend of the human race and the torrent of humanity, which should be supported by everyone, everyone's ideas and choices are different.

Even Jiang Wang himself had some reservations in the Taixu illusion. What's more, Zhao Rucheng had been wandering around since he was a child, fleeing all over the world, and was precarious, so he would naturally doubt everything.

Jiang Wang said warmly: "Since you are here, stay here for a few days. I will take you to visit Xingyueyuan. This is indeed a very beautiful place."

Zhao Rucheng looked at him: "You haven't answered my question yet."

Jiang Wang knew he couldn't avoid it. The person in front of him was too smart and knew him too well, so he could only say, "Now is not the time."

Zhao Rucheng looked into his eyes and said word by word: "I also share in the boss's hatred, and I also have a home in Maplewood City. Third brother, if you don't call me when you kill Zhuang Gaoxian... I will

Hate you forever."

Jiang Wang could completely feel his seriousness. He was silent for a long time, and finally patted his shoulder: "I won't let you hate me."

Zhao Rucheng handed the wine bottle back to Jiang Wang.

Then he got up, wrapped his face with a cloth and walked out. "There are still things to deal with on the grassland. Third brother, I'm waiting for your letter."

Just saying this, he went downstairs.

I was anxious all the way, and I was in the dust all the way, and I could only say two or three words to each other.

Jiang Wang sat alone in the room, raised the wine bottle, and took a big sip.

Although the wine was mixed with water, it was still very strong.

Maybe Bai Yuxia was right, there wasn't much water mixed in!

…

…

The wind in Duanhun Gorge has never been gentle.

There are traces of Lin Xian practicing swordsmanship thousands of times here, Jiang Wang fighting against human demons, and Yu Beidou suppressing blood demons. There is also something even more unknown - it is the founding place of the killer organization Hell's No Gate.

Although Yama Luo, who founded the organization with Yin Guan at that time, there were not many left.

Today's Yama gathering, the people came especially neatly.

The King of Chu Jiang and the King of Guan, who had never seen each other before, actually appeared at the same time this time.

Apart from King Qin Guang, they are the only two Yamas who have lived from the beginning of the organization to the present. They can be regarded as the elders among elders.

But I don’t know if there are any conflicts in private, but they almost never go on missions together.

At least in King Pingping's memory, the only mission that brought these two guys together was the hunt for Youguo.

He put on the mask of King Pingping and joined Hell Gateless, performing countless tasks, large and small. After experiencing life and death, he killed the emperor and dragon in Youguo, plundered the power of Youguo for his own use, and finally achieved the divine presence in one fell swoop, reaching the level he once had.

A dream state.

But I still feel that the water in the organization is very deep.

With the current strength of Hell No Gate, many tasks can be handled by the judge and ghost soldiers on the periphery. For more troublesome tasks, one or two Yamas can easily solve them.

Today we can see King Chu Jiang and King Wu Guan standing together, which is enough to illustrate the importance of this mission.

But this was not what surprised King Pingping the most.

When the nine Yamas gathered together, King Qin Guang, who had his mask hanging on his waist, did not speak. He knew that King Bian Cheng, the most mysterious and least-appeared King, would also participate in this mission.

All the Yamas were silent. King Pingping didn't know what others were thinking, but he had long been accustomed to silence and almost forgot that he was once a high-flying person.

Until a certain moment, the sound of very light boots stepping on gravel rang very clearly in my ears, and a slender and tall figure stepped out of the strong wind.

He was wearing ordinary black military uniforms, and his face was wearing a Bian Cheng mask of the same style as Yama who was present.

He stood at the bottom of the long gorge, looking up at the Yamas standing at different positions on the cliff. But his eyes were so calm, at least King Ping Ping felt that he was actually the one being looked down upon.

King Bian Cheng's voice was also emotionless. There was no emotion at all, nor any original timbre - "Sorry, I seem to be late."

King Pingping guessed that King Bian Cheng must be quite prominent in reality, or at least a well-known character in a certain field.

The only man in the Ten Halls of Yama with a mask hanging on his waist stood alone on the top of the cliff of Duanhun Gorge. When he heard the voice, he just said: "It doesn't matter. I only talked about today. I didn't determine the hour, just because I was afraid."

Some Yamas are too far away and may not be able to come back for a while.”

King Bian Cheng stood alone at the bottom of the canyon, with no intention of approaching any Yama. He said calmly: "Let's talk about the details of this mission first, and then I'll see if I can take it."

His voice was so cold, as if the apology he said before had no apology at all.

"Why are you so troublesome?" Emperor Song, who was carrying a heavy sword on his back, suddenly spoke, and his voice was as brave as his burly figure: "I usually don't see you when I'm on missions, but you only come out when there's a big job, and you still pick on three people.

Picking out a bunch of things! Where do you rank in the Ten Halls of Yama?"

This person, who ranks third among the Ten Halls of Yamas, could not hold back his anger the more he spoke: "All Yamas were informed of this operation a month in advance. Even if you were in the Snow Country, you would have been able to get there early.

You are so procrastinating and the last one to come here, do you take King Qin Guang seriously?"

"Eh." King Qin Guang, who was standing on the top of the cliff, raised his hand: "You can express your own temper. I am a very peaceful person, but I don't have any opinions. Don't bring me in."

King Bian Cheng did not explain that he had really only received the news three days ago. He just looked at the Song Emperor indifferently: "Do you have any opinions?"

Emperor Song took half a step forward, and the stone platform under his feet suddenly cracked, and the cracks spread like spider webs on the dangerous cliff!

On the heavy sword, murderous intent was already roaring. The Emperor of Song Dynasty looked coldly at the bottom of the valley: "Think clearly before you answer me. The gathering of Yamas is a major event for the organization. If you are so slow to wait, have you hurt our other Yamas?"

Take it seriously!?"

King Bian Cheng tilted his head, as if he was seriously understanding his question and thinking about it seriously.

Then he said: "Oh, let me ask again."

Under the mask, his eyes were so cold that they passed over all the Yamas present except King Qin Guang: "What do you think?"
Chapter completed!