The atmosphere in the pavilion was stagnant for a moment.
Li Guitang's brows furrowed even tighter, and the cold aura around him became sharper, like a peerless divine spear about to be unsheathed, ready to be fired.
Zhang Luye shrank his already majestic body even smaller, wishing he could embed himself into the cloud stool and completely disappear from the pavilion.
Yun Heng was the first to react. He had a harmless smile on his face, as if he had met an old friend whom he hadn't seen for many years.
"Master Beiku, you're joking. I'm the most rule-abiding person."
He stretched out his fingers and tapped on the table.
"How are the rules between us set?"
"Hmm, let me think... Oh, right, isn't it 'High-level players don't fight, and can't attack the opponent's mid-level and low-level players in any form'?"
"nature."
Sorrow raised its dark, twisted arms and clasped them before its breast.
Bang!
Yun Heng clapped his hands and laughed out loud, "Look, isn't this the end?"
"I promise that when we rescue people later, we won't hurt any of the 'little sea urchins'. Please be at ease!"
Master of Misery: “…”
Li Guitang, who had been secretly on guard, said: "......"
Zhang Luye, who was trying to reduce his presence, said: "......"
......
"Yun Heng, you are indeed worthy of being me."
After a long moment of sorrowful silence, the crack on his "head" suddenly bent into an exaggerated arc, and there was a hint of laughter in his voice.
"Interesting, really interesting."
"Okay, if you want to save me, go ahead. I'll take charge of this matter, so I won't argue with you."
Yun Heng immediately gave a thumbs up and offered him free flattery.
"The Master is truly like a mountain, towering without words, and a river, vast without contention."
"My heart is like the autumn moon, shining through the mountains and rivers; my actions are like the spring breeze, blowing away the worries of all beings."
"Masters do things..."
"alright!"
The "asphalt" covered in sorrow trembled, interrupting Yun Heng's chanting.
"Stop the nice talk. Why did you invite me here?"
When sadness appeared, he said that he was invited by Yun Heng.
When it was mentioned again at this time, Li Guitang's face turned a little ugly.
Is Yun Heng too bold, or does he have other plans?
Why invite sorrow?
This master is also a giant in the abyss.
If he enters Blue Star, even if his strength is greatly weakened, he will be the only one present who can fight him.
But if he were in the abyss, even if Yun Sheng came in person, he might not be his opponent.
If he is determined to attack Jiang Xue, today's matter will probably not end well.
What was wrong with Yun Heng that he took the initiative to tease Him?
Thinking of this, Li Guitang subconsciously glared at Yun Heng.
Unexpectedly, the little round face now showed a bitter expression.
He looked at the sad man sitting opposite him, his face full of grievance: "Master, you misunderstood. I invited the Ghost Mother's master, the Ghost King."
"How dare a nobody like me trouble you?"
Sadness let out a low laugh that shook the void and caused the entire octagonal cloud pavilion to tremble.
After laughing, He asked, "Why, am I not the Ghost Mother's master?"
Yun Heng snapped his fingers, and the Yunting, which was on the verge of collapse, stabilized again.
Then, he put on a dumbfounded expression and asked curiously, "Aren't you the Ghost King's master?"
"Have you ever heard the saying, 'My vassal's vassal is not my vassal'?"
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The other end of the abyss passage.
The ghost mother's true form, that amorphous dark fog, was shaking wildly.
Above the mist, countless faces twisted in pain were constantly casting thoughts of pleading and loyalty towards a sticky, dark vortex next to them that was countless times larger than them.
A cold will descended and calmed His restlessness.
[Don't pay any attention to it. Such trivial tricks cannot confuse me.]
The ghost mother felt a little relieved.
But, he always felt that his master's master seemed a little bit farther away from him?
It must be an illusion, right?
Something is not right with Him as a God...
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Above the leaden clouds, in the cloud pavilion.
"Yun Heng, don't try to embarrass yourself with such a shallow divisive tactic."
There was a hint of impatience in the sad voice.
"You can tell me what you want to say to Ghost King now."
He added another sentence.
"Master Ghost, I can still do it."
Yun Heng smiled awkwardly and thought to himself that the Ghost King only had power but no brains.
But you are different. The words I use to fool Him cannot fool you.
Bei Ku saw Yun Hengguang smiling silently, and the voice carrying thousands of emotions suddenly stopped and turned into a simple smile.
"Did Yunsheng sneak into the abyss again and hear some rumors?"
Yun Heng's figure paused slightly, then he looked around and talked about something else.
"Ouch, the battle below has begun~"
"Master Beiku's trip here wasn't easy. Why don't you come and see the new rising genius of our human race?"
Bei Ku did not continue to embarrass Yun Heng, but actually lowered his head slightly according to his words, as if he was really looking with his eyes.
Li Guitang and Zhang Luye also calmed down and turned their attention to the battlefield, the northeast sector, and the salient where Li Wei was.
But as they watched, the expressions of the three martial immortals became a little strange.
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