"Isn't this also for the stability of our alliance? You said that so many illegal and violent groups were floating outside, can I rest assured?"

After breathing out a long breath of turbid air, Dugu Hai couldn't help but sigh: "Since the master and the old man left, there has been no master in our alliance who can absolutely suppress the situation.

Under such circumstances, let those Wulin sects develop freely, and no more troubles can occur?

If our alliance wants to be stable for a long time, we must always hold the knife in our own hands."

"Haha, you're holding the knife now, isn't it still useless?"

When Huang Laojiu rolled his eyes, he immediately sneered when he heard his words: "Master said that wherever there is oppression, there will be resistance.

If you press down so tightly, can you not lift the table?

You are not Brother Feng, who has such great prestige and can suppress them."

Well! My heart was stagnant, Dugu Hai was silent. After thinking for a while, he murmured: "Am I pushing myself very tightly?

If I really do something wrong, why don’t there be any feedback on the following?”

"Then I have to ask the publicity department."

Huang Laojiu raised his eyebrows and suddenly said, "Yes, who is responsible for the publicity department?

Why are the public grievances below so booming, and those reporters have no feedback at all?

If they give a little warning, we will be more gentle and will not be so troubled."

It was quiet, as quiet as death, and no one around said anything.

At this time, Zhuge Shisan smiled bitterly and said slowly: "If you have something to do, you will follow him.

It’s not a day when the ice is frozen three feet long.

You all say it’s a propaganda department, so they naturally picked up good ones to tell you.

What is the peace and prosperity of the country, the weather is good, and any one that is not pleasant will be filtered out.

Those who dared to speak were also executed.

In the end, who dares to report your demise again? It’s all good news.”

"Hahaha... Once upon a time, the head of the family established this department to win over the hearts of the people.

But now, it has become something that obscures our ears and ears, and we cannot even see how much changes have taken place in the world.

Today's situation can really be said to be self-inflicted."

“Huh?

Mr. Zhuge, you understand exactly why you didn’t give me some tips before?”

As soon as this said, Dugu Hai and others looked at Zhuge Shisan together.

Zhuge Shisan laughed and shook his head: "Even if I am extremely smart, I still need information to analyze it."

But the information I have on hand, like you, is uploaded from below, all of which are fake.

It was only after the Holy Disarmament began to rebel that I realized that we had been separated from the lower world for too long, alas!"

Well...silence, everyone stopped talking.

Dugu Hai gently stroked his forehead, thought for a while, and said leisurely: "Defending the people is more important than defending against rivers. We are in this propaganda department, and we die in this propaganda department."

"It's too late to reflect now, hahaha!"

Suddenly, a loud laugh sounded, and then there was a loud bang. The last line of defense guarding the palace outside the gate, hundreds of war emperors and masters of art spirits broke through the gate, flew backwards and fell to the front of the palace, vomiting blood.

Dozens of experts with earth-level energy flew in under the leadership of a man in black robe and stared at the seriously injured senior officials in the hall with a look of contempt.

Dugu Hai trembled his eyebrows and stared at him tightly: "You are the leader of the God of War, Hei Wuchang?"

"good!"

He raised his head rebelliously, and Hei Wuchang sneered: "Or...you can call me another name, the Nether Messenger of the Nether Palace, Hei Shui!"

What?

Their bodies were shaking together, and Dugu Hai and others were shocked and said, "Nether Palace?"

Are you actually the remnants of the Nether Palace?”

"I didn't expect that the feng shui will change, and this world will eventually come back to us, hahaha!"

He laughed at the sky, and Hei Shui said excitedly: "Remember, our Nether Palace has been in charge of this continent for thousands of years.

No matter the right path, the devil path, or the ten empires, they are all played between our hands.

This is our amusement park.

But who would have thought that since the monster Yang Feng emerged, our Nether Palace was destroyed step by step by step by step by step by him.

In the end, even the palace master, the old man, died at his hands.

The evil god Api Luo even abandoned us and disappeared.

This world has completely become his surname Yang."

Speaking of this, Hei Shui's face was full of grief and anger, roaring, but soon, he let out a sickly laugh: "But it's a pity, within a few years, Yang Feng took a group of strong men from the alliance to the top of the world.

The power of the Nine-Nation Alliance has been greatly reduced, leaving only you unscrupulous things, giving us hope to turn the tables.

Now, although the people in the world are still bewitched by it, he never expected that we would make a comeback by his reputation.

I guess if he knew it now, he would be furious, hehehe."

No, he was not angry, but was very relieved, haha! Hearing his words, Dugu Hai and others looked at each other and sneered in their hearts.

How could Yang Feng’s current mind be comparable to those of ordinary people?

They are still arguing over grudges, love and hatred, and power and interests, but Yang Feng has already left these behind and began to pursue the progress of the times.

Yang Feng's vision has long surpassed those of them and became real great men.

A respectful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Dugu Hai did not have any reluctance or anger, but said lightly: "No, Heishui, you were wrong.

Master knew everything that happened here, and also told us to retreat if it should.

A new era is coming, and it is time for us to withdraw from this stage.

But even if we withdraw and continue to take charge of the world, it is not you, but it is time to return the government to the people."

"You mean... Yang Feng's soul came to the world and showed his miracle."

He glanced at him and didn't let go, and Hei Shui laughed out loud: "Don't scare me, that's all your last struggle, and you are confusing the crowd.

The fake spirit boy you were looking for was also killed by me. If Yang Feng really came down from the world, how could I succeed so easily?

I still know the strength of that monster, hehehehe."

Hei Shui was smiling treacherously, but Dugu Hai did not argue, but just laughed and shook his head.

Immediately afterwards, the laughter came to an abrupt end, and Heishui's eyes suddenly became cold: "It's getting late, it's time to send you Yang's army to the road."

"Come!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Heishui immediately roared and roared: "Kill all these betrayers who have betrayed Emperor Yang Tian's will to sacrifice to Emperor Yang Tian's spirit in heaven."

Saint Jue, Saint Jue, Saint Jue... After receiving his order, the Saint Jue outside the palace gate immediately shouted mighty trumpets and flocked into the hall with a fierce spirit.

With a contemptuous sneer on the black water surface, Dugu Hai and others were helplessly closed their eyes and prepared to go to the throne at any time.

Yang Feng's soul rushed over at a rapid speed, looking at the darkness below, anxious, thinking about which war emperor should attach to to rescue these little brothers?

But suddenly, Yang Feng looked up and saw the mighty statue of his own, more than ten feet tall outside the palace gate. He immediately thought about it and rushed towards the statue.

"King Api Luo, where can I run!"

Behind him, the charming man chased him reluctantly, but suddenly, the moment Yang Feng's soul entered the statue, with a buzzing sound, the statue emitted a holy glory.

Before Meiba could react, she was instantly bounced out.
Chapter completed!