Footsteps kept ringing.

After all, it is the time for the Hajj, so Puyang has gathered many "Bohous, Houstons" of all sizes. Because it is not yet the official Hajj, these Houstons are looking for relatives and friends in Puyang, and enjoy themselves.

The human race's gossip heart has existed since ancient times. The conflict broke out between Ji Hao and Wuzhi Qi in the Political Consultative Hall, just like a gust of wind, which spread throughout Puyang in the blink of an eye. So a group of extremely boring "Bohou" called their friends and rushed over like a burning butt.

Wuzhiqi is famous for his evil reputation. He has been a famous monster since the Emperor's reign. Later, he was subdued by the Gonggong clan. This guy has a backer and has done many evil things. In the entire human race, except for a very small number of extremely strong tribes, basically no one dares to provoke him.

Ji Hao is a sensible figure in recent years. Not to mention the direct descendants of the Witch Palace, which Si Wenming personally recruited, he also made his mark in the battle of Akasaka Mountain. He was awarded the title of Bo after he was successful in the battle. He is a top figure among the young generation of the human race.

What makes people remember Ji Hao is that he actually beat Wuzhiqi at the celebration banquet of the human race! In the face of Emperor Shun and countless important officials of the human race, this little guy beat Wuzhiqi, the old monster!

This time Wuzhi Qi was crying and complaining that Ji Hao killed his son, and he killed a total of thirty-six!

Now the two are confronting each other in the Political Consultative Hall. How lively is this? Can you not watch it?

Last time Ji Hao beat Wuzhi Qi, many Bohou, who was far away from Puyang, had no chance to see it. Today, I suddenly heard that the two met again, and Zhurong and Gonggong Wuyou came forward to support each other. Even Zhulonggui, the famous old antique, was brought in. How can you not watch such a lively atmosphere? How can you not make do with it?

The large group of Bo Hou broke into the Political Affairs Hall with a red face. They didn't say anything, held their hands in their chests and stood on both sides of the hall, staring at Ji Hao and Wuzhi Qi one by one.

There were more and more people, and in just a few breaths, Wan Bohou broke into the Hall of Political Affairs.

With these entourages brought by Bo Hou, the witch power in the Political Consultation Hall was rolling. The hall, which could only accommodate thousands of people, was forced to open the witch formation. The space in the hall expanded rapidly, and soon there was no boundary on all sides. At least 50,000 or 60,000 people gathered in the hall.

"Wuzhiqi, it's indeed this old monster!"

"Tsk. Being burned like this? All the hairs on my body were burned."

"I just burned a few hairs. You have never seen him beaten up last time but it was so miserable."

"Is this Yao Bo Jihao? It's true that he looks good. It's amazing to dare to beat Wuzhiqi!"

"Hey, did you hear it just now? Zhurong's daughter and Zhulonggui's female disciple. Hey!"

"Wuzhiqi will fall apart today!"

"I like to hear and see this old monster, and it's the same today!"

Tens of thousands of Bohou who came over with the fun, as well as their followers, and tens of thousands of people chattered and kept talking, and the hall was buzzing, as if one million flies were flying around.

Wuzhi Qi's old face turned green with anger. He grinned at Bohou around him, but so many Bohou gathered together, no one was afraid of him if he was ruthless. Tens of thousands of Bohou. Wuzhi Qi would not dare to say harsh words to so many Bohou.

There were endless streams of Bo Hou coming over happily, and even more eager to ask loudly:

"Wuzhiqi wasn't beaten to death, right? Are you dead?"

"Hey, hey, brother in front, let me take a look, wow, Wu Zhiqi's face looks so ugly."

"Tsk tsk. The hair is burnt out? This is so naked...hehe!"

Wuzhi Qi was furious and his teeth were clenched. He took a deep breath and counted all the humiliation on Ji Hao's head. He gritted his teeth. He stood in front of Di Shun and howled at the top of his lungs: "Di Shun, my son, and Yulong He Bo, have all been killed by Ji Hao!"

‘Wow’, the hall suddenly became boiling.

Wuzhi Qi's son was killed by Ji Hao. This matter is either big or small; but Yulong He Bo is the righteous god of He Bo, the man conferred by the human king. Ji Hao killed Yulong He Bo, which is a serious crime of violating the human precepts!

Emperor Shun didn't say anything, just looked at Ji Hao.

Gao Yao shouted sternly: "Wuzhiqi, your son and Yulong Hebo were killed by Ji Hao, do you have evidence!"

Wu Zhiqi jumped straight into anger: "My son was slaughtered, do you still want me to provide evidence? I saw it with my own eyes!"

Emperor Shun shook his head and still said nothing.

Gao Yao looked at Wuzhi Qi strangely and asked lightly: "Since you saw Yao Bo kill your son and Yulong He Bo with your own eyes, why don't you go to rescue him?"

Wuzhi Qi raised his head and said loudly: "Yao Bo's Yaoshan City Mobilization Formation is too powerful, I dare not go!"

There was an uproar in the hall, and many of the uncles were simply crazy.

"Wuzhiqi, are you still shameless?"

"Watching your son being slaughtered, you dare not save him? Where is your old monster's usual fierceness?"

"Shameless, it's indeed an old monster!"

"Hey, you don't understand. Wuzhiqi has many children and countless monsters in the mountains and rivers. What are the mere few sons?"

A burst of sarcasm kept coming, and Wuzhi Qi looked at Di Shun with great pride: "I don't want to die, so I dare not attack Ji Hao's Yaoshan City. What's wrong with this? These fools are right. I have many children. Although I have a little heartache to die, I can't make it up to take care of myself!"

Many Bohou in the hall were furious at the same time, and they all jumped up and pointed at Wuzhiqi and cursed.

What did this guy say? All the uncles in the hall have become "silly birds"? Is this guy going to challenge the entire human race?

Emperor Shun pressed his hands, and the boiling curses in the hall gradually stopped. He looked at Wuzhi Qi and shouted coldly: "Ji Hao used the city defense formation in Yaoshan City to kill your thirty-six sons and Yulong Hebo who have cultivated into the Witch Emperor realm?"

With a cold snorting, Di Shun shouted loudly: "What are they going to Yaoshan City for?"

Wuzhiqi blinked his eyes, and his upper and lower eyelids collided with each other, making a crisp sound like a collision of gold and iron.

Di Shun asked this question very embarrassingly. Wuzhi Qi was so fierce that he only came to Puyang to complain, but after all, he was a monster, and he didn't have much brains and thought about things very well. He didn't expect Di Shun's question in advance, and he couldn't answer it now.

"Well..." Wuzhiqi looked at Gonggong Wuyou.

Gonggong Wuyou looked at Wuzhiqi with a dark face. He heard that Wuzhiqi was making a big fuss in the Political Affairs Hall, so he hurriedly brought people to support him. But Wuzhiqi couldn't even find an excuse to come. What could Gonggong Wuyou do?

"This old monkey!" Gonggong Wuyou could only curse in his heart.

"Imperial Shun!" Ji Hao, who was standing aside, stepped forward two steps, took out the bodies of Borus and his four subordinates from the space ring, and placed them neatly on the ground.
Chapter completed!