Mrs. Zheng was panicked, and those who knew about today's arrangements in advance were also panicked.

Someone looked at Madam Zheng and asked anxiously and angrily, "Madam Zheng, what's going on?" When these blood vessels penetrated into their bodies, they seemed to feel the loss of life.

Madam Zheng lost her voice and said, "I don't know either!"

She suddenly shouted in panic: "Your Highness Prince Ping, Your Highness Prince Ping..."

“Master, Master…”

"What's going on? Are you mistaken? We are family!"

But no one responded to her.

However, those who knew nothing now understood that today's banquet was the Hongmen Banquet. They were originally just watching the fun. No matter whether Zheng Fucheng could kill the prince or not, it had nothing to do with them. They were just here to watch the show. Anyway, they would just follow whoever was the final winner.

But in fact, this banquet was not only a Hongmen Banquet for the prince and his entourage, but also their Hongmen Banquet. Everyone stared at Madam Zheng with hateful eyes, and wanted to go over and tear Madam Zheng's hands apart, but at this moment they were controlled by the blood vessels and could not move at all, and could only curse.

"Madam Zheng, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"

Some even cursed Prince Ping: "Prince Ping, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning for doing this?"

Of course they are not afraid. If they were afraid, they would not do such a thing.

Someone noticed that Wei Fu and the Crown Prince were surrounded by four wooden boards. The blood vessels seemed to be afraid of the boards and did not approach them. So they cried for help: "Your Highness, Little Princess, help!"

One person cried for help, and gradually many people saw it, so everyone started to cry for help, including Mrs. Zheng and others.

Madam Zheng wailed, "Your Highness, Little Princess, I have been deceived and blinded! I thought Prince Ping was a good man and Little Princess was a monster, so I helped Prince Ping and his men."

"Now it seems that Prince Ping is the evildoer! The little princess is the fairy!"

Many people echoed Mrs. Zheng's words.

But Wei Fu's attention was not on these people at the moment. When these blood vessels appeared, Wei Fu immediately took out the coffin lid of Ping Wangling. Her idea was very simple. These blood vessels had never drunk human blood, so they were definitely not as powerful as the coffin lid of Ping Wangling that had drunk a lot of human blood.

Sure enough, after she took out the coffin lid, these blood vessels did not dare to approach them. Not only did they not dare to approach them, there was an area around them where there were no blood vessels.

She happily praised the coffin board: "It turns out you are not useless wood, you are really useful!"

The coffin lid said in a very flattering tone: "Yes, yes, I am very useful, not a piece of useless wood. I can be your umbrella to block the sun on sunny days, to block the rain on rainy days, and to block the wind in winter. Please don't abandon me."

It turned out that after Wei Fu broke the formation of King Ping's Mausoleum that day, despite the coffin lid's persistence, he still took it out of King Ping's Mausoleum out of despair.

The prince thought about the scene described by the coffin lid, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He was worried that the coffin lid would teach his sister a bad lesson. He earnestly warned: "Fuer, we have umbrellas when it rains and when it shines. We can't use coffin lids." What would it look like to hold up a coffin lid?

The coffin board said shyly: "Your Highness, you don't have to feel sorry for me. I have thick skin and flesh, and I can withstand it!"

Prince: I really vomited!

Long Yin also felt that all the dragon scales on his body were about to explode, so he grabbed the coffin board nearby and threw it hard towards the center of the altar.

The coffin lid shouted happily: "Ahhhhh~~~~~This is the feeling of flying~~~"

Dragon lead: _〆(′Д｀)

He squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "If you do something naughty again, I'll burn you to death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the coffin lid came with a bang and smashed through the middle of the altar. Although it was a wooden board, it was much harder than the iron needle and directly deformed the iron needle.

Below the altar, whether it was the black shadow, King Ping, or Master Wuji, they were all happily absorbing other people's things, and the black shadow's body became more and more solid.

Suddenly, the black shadow opened his eyes, holding Prince Pingle in his left hand and Master Wuji in his right hand, and quickly flashed to a corner. Then they saw a sharp corner piercing through the top of the stone wall.

After Long Yin sprayed the coffin lid, he jumped up again and stepped hard on the top of the coffin lid, pushing it down directly.

Black Shadow and his men were forced to have nowhere to escape and could only come out from underground.

As soon as they appeared, everyone saw that King Ping and Master Wuji had many blood vessels on their bodies, and these blood vessels were connected to their bodies. For a moment, the resentment and anger here became more and more intense, and even made the black shadow's robe bulge.

As long as they still had the strength and had not fainted, they all started cursing King Ping and Master Wuji.

Although they didn't know what the man in black was, and couldn't see that the black energy emanating from his bodies had become food for the demon, they still instinctively felt that he was not a good thing.

I also instinctively feel fear towards the big devil.

He was even more afraid that the people on the prince's side were not as powerful as King Ping's people, so the prince finally abandoned them and left.

At this time, there were only two words in everyone's mind, and that was regret.

Wei Fu was already upset because Long Yin had taken the initiative, but now that he saw the troublemaker coming out, he excitedly imitated Long Yin, grabbed the nearest coffin lid and threw it at the big demon, shouting: "Hey... monster, give me your life~~~"

This was the catchphrase of Sun Wukong in the Journey to the West that she heard from Da Xihong. She liked Sun Wukong the most and thought he was very powerful.

But I don’t understand why Sun Wukong, who is so powerful, would become a disciple of a bald donkey who can only chant scriptures. Besides, Sun Wukong is a god, not a monk, and they are not from the same country!

Da Xihong told her that because Tang Sanzang had someone above him, while Sun Wukong had no one above him, and because he was so powerful, everyone was afraid of him. Da Xihong also told her that if a person is so powerful that people are afraid of him, and there is no one above him, he should learn to develop himself in a sneaky way, pretending to be stupid, until he becomes the most powerful person, then he can attack...

Ouch, what's Feng?

Forget it, it doesn’t matter. Fighting is the most important thing now.

The coffin was thrown out by Wei Fu, and he said in a mean way: "Yoho~~~The young master is here~~~"

The demon had been hit by Wei Fu before, so he didn't stand still arrogantly when the coffin lid flew towards him. He quickly dodged, but the coffin lid kept chasing him, shouting, "Heiwa... Don't run! Just give in to me!"

Big Devil: What the hell is Heiwa?? ! ! !