The father of Zhou Yi and the head of the Liutian Palace in Fengdu, the Lord Zhou Jue, finally heard the news about his son.

His tense expression finally softened.

But he quickly noticed something was wrong, but before he could speak, Old Man Zao glared back.

"This guy is coming!!"

Ding and Liao, who were feeling bored, suddenly became energetic and immediately looked out the door.

I saw Zhou Yi wearing a golden crown on his head, a jade belt around his waist, and purple and gold ascending cloud boots on his feet, strolling into the hall, looking calm and unhurried, plus this guy was already good-looking.

For a moment, it gives people the feeling that they are beautiful among people, have extraordinary aura, and will surely become great talents.

In fact, it does not necessarily mean that only handsome people are qualified to achieve great things, but people who achieve great things must not be too bad looking.

Therefore, Zhou Yi's good appearance attracted many people's nods.

However, when they saw clearly the robes Zhou Yi was wearing, the expressions of many people present became strange.

But Zhou Yi was not aware of this at all.

At this time, he was strolling, with his chest raised and his head raised, and the confident look in his eyes undoubtedly added a lot of points to him invisibly.

It attracted the attention of many people and the maid, which made him full of confidence.

I thought to myself: "It's finally worth it for me to come here early and freshen up carefully."

Thinking of the thirty notes he dutifully gave to the chief guard, Zhou Yi felt a pang in his heart.

But the hard work finally paid off.

"Xiao Yi, isn't it too unkind of us to do this?" Liao Qiu swallowed, vaguely smelling the dangerous atmosphere permeating the hall.

Ding Xiaoyi pressed his hand, meaning not to speak, just watch.

Unfortunately, the two of them were sitting too far back and at an angle.

Naturally, Zhou Yi didn't notice for a moment that two guys with malicious smiles were staring at him silently in the corner.

"snort!"

Realizing that everyone was looking at him, Zhou Yi could no longer hide the smile on his face.

Especially the maids under the queen's seat looked at him with affectionate expressions, which made Zhou Yi feel even more happy.

"Sure enough, with this outfit on, I am the most handsome guy tonight."

Zhou Yi was secretly happy in his heart. He glanced out of the corner of his eye and looked at Chai Rong behind Po Meng.

It's a pity that Chai Rong didn't notice him at this time.

Chai Rong was too shy to raise her head at this moment, for fear that when she saw Ding Xiaoyi, she would think of being forcefully kissed by him that morning.

Even though it was just a kiss on the cheek like a dragonfly.

Although she knew that Ding Xiaoyi did this just to fight against his master, Po Meng.

Although he knew clearly that although Ding Xiaoyi was the reincarnation of Luo Zheng, he was not Luo Zheng.

However, the two of them have almost exactly the same appearance, bold and domineering attitude, especially their arrogant and domineering attitude when fighting against their master.

At that moment, she couldn't help but wonder if Luo Zheng, the young general who aspired to become a general, was back.

Thinking of this, Chai Rong had a slight smile on his lips, but his face turned red alluringly.

This scene happened to be seen by Zhou Yi. His eyes lit up and he thought it was Chai Rong who felt shy after seeing his heroic and extraordinary image.

"snort!"

Immediately Zhou Yi snorted coldly in his heart and thought, "There will be a time when you beg me."

Zhou Yi now had no doubts about the clothes he was wearing, and felt that they were God-given clothes, so that he already had an even crazier idea in his mind.

"I don't know, empress..."

As soon as this crazy idea arose, thoughts suddenly came to mind.

In just a few steps, Zhou Yi had already compiled a series of stories in his mind: "The domineering empress fell in love with me" "My wife is the empress" "The empress contracted the entire Netherworld for me!" and so on.

The content is exciting, rich, and moving. Just thinking about it makes Zhou Yi almost unable to hide the smile on his face.

Of course, there are strange thoughts in my mind.

But I didn't dare to forget the etiquette.

"Zhou Yi pays his respects to the emperor and wishes him eternal blessings and longevity as long as the heavens, for thousands of years..."

Zhou Yi knelt on the ground and said a lot of congratulations in one breath.

He didn't notice at all that the emperor had a strange look on his face, staring at the robe on his body, wondering: "Where did this stupid young man come from? Is this a trick to commit suicide??"

The few people sitting in the front seats all forgot about respecting each other and focused all their attention on Zhou Yi's clothes.

Of course, Du Ziren, who was sitting below, had eyes that were almost bursting with fire.

Although nothing could be seen on the surface of the clothes, everyone present was a big shot. They could see at a glance that the fluorescent tinder flashing under the clothes was the wool produced by the Chilong sheep.

Du Ziren raised twelve Chilong sheep, which were very precious.

After losing one of them some time ago, I went crazy with depression. It is said that the number of guards who were killed alone was no less than thirty.

He issued edicts to the Tenth Palace Yamas sixteen times, urging them to solve the case as soon as possible.

But as time went by, these cases completely disappeared and there was no news.

No matter how many methods the Ten Palaces of Yama use, they can't find any trace at all.

At this time, he saw that Zhou Yi was actually wearing the sheepskin of a Chilong sheep and went to the palace carelessly like this. How could he bear it anymore.

"Bang!" with a sound, he slapped Zhou Yi's collar: "Tell me! Where did the clothes on your body come from?"

Zhou Yi's head was buzzing from the slap.

Half of his face was swollen.

Looking at Du Ziren in front of him with a horrified expression, he saw Du Ziren's red hair dancing wildly, like a furious lion.

The power of the Ghost Emperor is a joke.

One look in his eyes made Zhou Yi's heart burst with fear and his mind was in a state of confusion. His elegant demeanor just now was instantly shattered and turned into a prototype.

"I...I...I stole it!"

"Stealed it!!!" Du Ziren squinted his eyes: "Haha, I knew you stole it!"

Everyone's expressions were subtle. Yama, who was sitting far away from the main hall, heard this and his eyes rolled.

"Big brother, we solved the case!"

King Pingping turned sideways and whispered to the leader, King Qin Guang, with a look of relief on his face.

They have been put through a lot during this period.

Every time Du Guidi angrily came to the door to question the case, they would kneel down below with their legs sore.

Unexpectedly, the corner of Qin Guangwang's mouth twitched a few times, and he thought to himself: "You can solve the mystery and solve the case. This is obviously an unjust case!"

Of course, he could only say this in his heart, but he could not say it out loud.

Thinking of the scene that night when the five of them were blocked in the woods, King Qin Guang felt his cheeks burning.

He thought to himself: "I can only blame Zhou Yi for getting what he deserved. He put other people's evidence on his own body and walked here carelessly. Do you really think everyone is blind?"

Seeing his son being beaten, Palace Master Zhou Jue could no longer sit still. He was an only son, and no matter how useless he was, it was not his turn for outsiders to take care of him.

For a moment, I couldn't care less about the old man's eyes and jumped out: "If you have something to say, don't hurt my son!"

Du Ziren is the Ghost Emperor of the Five Directions, but Palace Master Zhou Jue is not a coward.

Speaking of which, strictly speaking, the difference between the Six Heavens of Fengdu and the Ghost Emperor of Five Directions is almost the same as that of Beijing and Nanjing in the Ming Dynasty.

As the head of the Six Heavens, Palace Master Zhou Jue is not timid at all.

But Du Ziren didn't care about this.

His sheep was stolen, and its skins were stripped and made into clothes. This guy actually came up to him and showed off his power?

Immediately without even looking at Palace Master Zhou Jue, he slapped her again.

"stop!!"

Looking at her son's swollen cheeks, Palace Master Zhou Jue's eyes suddenly turned red.

Palace Master Zhou Jue's eyes couldn't help but turn red.

The faces of the other five palace masters sitting behind also darkened.

You are the ghost emperor of one side, and I am one level behind.

But I have been in command for six days, and you beat my son in front of me. The person you beat is no longer Zhou Yi, but his majestic Lord Zhou Jue.

Palace Master Zhou Jue jumped forward and patted Du Ziren.

"The following guilty!"
To be continued...