[Chapter 1853 Jun Changxiao’s Another Identity]
Tianyuan Town Prison Tower.
The strong man known as Laohe said while nibbling on the dried buns, “The Night King will definitely come to save us!”
“good!”
Another companion agreed, and slid the cold noodles with chopsticks.
As prisoners, they were not bullied, but the food delivered every day was a little off the table.
It can also be seen from this that Jun Changxiao did not intend to recruit them, otherwise he would have asked the dining hall to prepare delicious meals and persuade him to surrender.
“Hey.”
The strong man named Lao Li said helplessly: “We have failed the Night King’s entrustment.”
“…”
This sentence shamed the two companions who were eating.
They were ordered to come to the Cangyun system this time to rescue the planes that were bloody suppressed. As a result, they became prisoners without completing the task. In the end, they had to let the Night King Lao Shi mobilize the crowd to save them.
“After going back.”
Old Li said, “We all have to apologize.”
It is not difficult to see from his words that he really thinks he can be rescued.
“Crench!”
Just then, the prison door was opened.
“brush!”
“brush!”
Old Crane and his companions hurriedly threw away the steamed buns and noodles in their hands, and then stood up proudly, the iron-boned aura filling their brows again.
“go in.”
“Crack! Kick! Kick!”
The sound of the chains touching the ground sounded.
Criminal again?
The three thought in their hearts, and then slowly widened their eyes.
For, the prisoners coming from outside, disheveled and slovenly, were clearly—
Old Li exclaimed: “The wind protector!”
“…”
Feng Wanli shook his head, sat on the wooden board, lowered his head decadently and said, “Don’t ask anything, just leave me alone.”
As one of the guardians of the Night King League, he was ordered to rescue the three members. He thought he would be captured, but as a result… he was also reduced to a prisoner. The saddest thing was that all seven or eight space rings on his body were searched.
The thought of losing the family property made my heart ache.
it hurts.
It hurts!
…
“Tsk tsk.”
In the Great Hall of the Ancients, Jun Changxiao, after examining the space rings one by one, said in surprise, “This Night King League Protector is very rich!”
“We have already offended the Demon Emperor, and now we offend the Night King League, I’m afraid…” Liu Sinan said.
“Hey.”
Jun Chang smiled and said: “This seat also wants to maintain friendly relations with this organization, but they do not cooperate at all.”
“…”
Liu Sinan was silent.
You are always thinking about blackmailing money, who is willing to cooperate.
“but.”
Jun Changxiao clasped his fingers together and said, “This Night King League has given me an inspiration. Instead of fighting with the Demon Emperor alone, it’s better to find more helpers.”
“What does the sovereign mean?”
“For example, set up an alliance and convene the powerhouses of all planes to jointly fight against the Demon Emperor.”
Jun Changxiao doesn’t think that with his current strength, he can compete with the Demon Emperor. If he only relies on Gou’s development, it may take time. It is better to combine other planes in the way of the Night King League to form a force that can compete with it.
“In that case.”
The system said, “Why don’t you join the Night King League?”
“Is it reassuring to be under such an idiot?” Jun Chang smiled: “Besides, dealing with the Demon Emperor requires a leader with brains, and I still have the confidence to take on this.”
“Pooh!”
The system couldn’t help spitting out a mouthful of phlegm: “You just want to be the boss, you don’t want to be condescending!”
“Yes.”
Jun Changxiao became frank, looked at you outside the camera, and asked, “Is there something wrong?”
…
Tianyuan Town Prison Tower.
Xiao Xunji walked in first and placed a chair at the door.
Jun Changxiao sat down casually, looked at Feng Wanli, who was always bowing his head, and said with a smile, “Feng Hufa, are you still used to living here?”
“…”
Feng Wanli raised his head and said with a serious expression, “Who is your Excellency?”
It was the first time he came to the Cangyun Department, and he had heard of well-known powerhouses, but he had never heard of such a young powerhouse, who even subdued himself with a single sword.
“If you don’t change your name, you can’t change your surname if you sit down.”
Jun Chang smiled and said, “Sect Master of Wangu Sect, Jun Chang smiled.”
“Wang Guzong? Jun Changxiao?” Feng Wanli murmured, “I haven’t heard of it.”
“Protection!”
The old crane pointed to Jun Changxiao and said angrily, “This guy is the lackey of the Demon Emperor, he is just making up an identity and deliberately deceiving us!”
“Depend on!”
Jun Changxiao stood up and growled, “Who are you calling a dog!”
“you!”
“Have the courage to say it again!”
“Running dog! Dog!”
Lao He’s fingers stretched out from the cage, pointed at Jun Changxiao’s nose and repeatedly emphasized, so angry that the latter opened his mouth to bite it directly, if it wasn’t for Xiao Xunji’s desperate pull back, he would have almost bitten.
“Sect Master calm down, Sect Master calm!”
“call!”
Jun Chang sat on the chair angrily, tried his best to calm down his anger, and returned to the topic: “Of course, this seat has another identity.”
“What identity?”
“Junmeng, Alliance Leader.”
“Jun League?”
Feng Wanli has never heard of it.
“Of course.” Jun Changxiao clasped his fingers together, and said with a stern smile: “The establishment of this organization dates back to ancient times, and whenever there is a catastrophe in the upper universe, it will reappear in the world and save the world from fire and water.”
“…”
Feng Wanli looked suspicious.
This calf bragging is very powerful, and it is all related to ancient times.
Moreover, you and he called Jun Changxiao. This organization is called Junmeng. At first glance, it seems that we are just thinking about it casually. Do we really think we are sand sculptures, and we can believe it with one mouth open?
“This seat knows.”
Jun Chang smiled and said, “You have doubts.”
“It doesn’t matter, I will use my actions to prove that when the Demon Sovereign is doing something wrong, and when the universe is at its darkest, only my Sovereign Alliance has the ability to turn the tide and help the building fall!”
“Ha ha.”
Feng Wanli smiled.
Let’s not say whether the Alliance of Kings really exists, this sentence alone is not afraid of the wind flashing his tongue.
“Boy.”
Feng Wanli said lightly: “Although I don’t want to hit you, there is something I must tell you. In the vast upper universe, I am qualified to save the people, only I, the leader of the Night King League!”
Jun Changxiao muttered in his heart: “I’m afraid I’m not brainwashed, right?”
“That’s the case.” He said expectantly, “I would like to meet this Night King. Please tell me the address. I am preparing a generous visit.”
“Feel sorry.”
Feng Wanli said: “No comment.”
“Then stay.” Jun Chang smiled and got up and left.
“Protection!”
After he left, Lao He said: “You don’t really believe that this guy is the sect master of the Eternal Sect, the leader of the Monarch League?”
“I don’t believe it.” Feng Wanli shook his head.
“In my opinion, this guy is the eagle dog of the Demon Emperor!”
“Do not.”
Feng Wanli said: “This son is definitely not the subordinate of the Demon Emperor.”
He is not sure whether it is the suzerain or the alliance leader, but he can be sure that it has nothing to do with the Demon Emperor, because if it is really related, he and his companions will never be as simple as being imprisoned.
“he.”
“Who is it?”
Feng Wanli was sitting in the cell, always thinking.
Combining the special sword weapon and the terrifying sword stance just now, I suddenly realized: “Could it be related to the Sword Saint Guixu?!”
“Returning to the Ruins Sword Saint?”
Old Li stunned: “Didn’t you live in seclusion?”
“Not necessarily.” Feng Wanli said: “The Night King once said that the Sword Saint Guixu was cynical when he was young, how could the Demon Emperor be able to sit still when he scourged the upper universe, maybe he would have acted in secret, that young man might be his men.”
…
“Ah.”
In the Guixu world, the Guixu Sword Saint, who was supervising Zhou Hong’s sword practice, sneezed abruptly and asked inexplicably, “Why do you have an ominous premonition?”
