I, Scorpio Lone Star, like to make friends

Chapter 422 The Emperor's Hegemony Was Empty

Human realm, god capital.

The cars and horses are sparkling, and the flow of people is like weaving.

The penetrating yelling of the merchants, and occasionally a horse neighing, all kinds of life are constantly derived from the gods.

Sishuifang is one of the bottom floors of Shendu 36fang.

The place here is narrow, and the bluestone slabs paved on the street floor have already been potholed, with traces on it, and it is already uneven. There are sundries and messy things piled up in many places, filling every part of the street.

All kinds of harsh temperatures, as well as skinny, corpse-like living people lying on the bluestone slab, the place is dirty and messy, as if only the bluestone slab exists, which indicates that this place was once glorious in the past.

A tall and burly man was holding a handkerchief embroidered with golden patterns, gently covering his mouth and nose, and walking slowly on the bluestone slab. The stone slabs are half an inch apart.

Not stepping on the dirty bluestone slabs, showing the rejection of Sishuifang in the heart of the visitors.

This kind of purgatory-like place is a slum in the capital of the gods, and it is also a place where all the evils of the capital of the gods are gathered.

I have never hung out here before, and I will never know how deep the darkness here is.

Yan Jingtian walked into the depths of the street step by step, and turned to an alley. Compared with the mess outside, this alley was very clean and tidy. It was cleaned every day, and the bluestone slabs were often replaced. The brand new traces were clearly separated from other places. , like a paradise, and Sishuifang is incompatible.

Yan Jingtian pushed open the half-blocked door, walked into the small courtyard, and came directly to the front hall.

The front hall has a standard layout, with ink paintings on the walls, two chairs at the main seat below, an Eight Immortals table in the middle, and two chairs on the left and right sides.

At this moment, an old man was sitting on the main seat. The old man had silver-white beard and hair, and his slender beard showed traces of daily trimming. His face was full of wrinkles, revealing a red light. At this moment, the palm with the blue ring was holding a teacup. , drinking tea happily.

After seeing the person who came, the old man unhurriedly stretched out his hand and said, "The pen and paper are on it. You can write whatever you want."

"Goldwind Night Rain House will send someone to contact you in three days."

"Just prepare the treasure."

"The reputation of our Golden Wind Night Rain Tower is well known in the world, and there is no one who cannot be killed."

"There is no one in the industry that can match it, but with good service, the price is naturally more expensive. This is as it should be, and I hope that the distinguished guests will be mentally prepared."

The old man drank his tea indifferently, and looked at the Eight Immortals Table frivolously. Yan Jingtian had already walked to the Eight Immortals Table, reached out to take the brush from the pen holder, dipped in the ink, gently held his sleeve, and wrote three words. big characters.

Dou Changsheng.

These three words are powerful and powerful.

It was also full of will, showing Yan Jingtian's state of mind at this moment.

hatred.

Seeing these three words, it was as if he saw endless hatred, rushing towards him directly, the words seemed to come alive, baring their teeth and claws, trying to devour the viewer.

These three words are no longer ordinary words, they completely contain Yan Jingtian's artistic conception of martial arts.

Yan Jingtian stopped writing. The writing of these three characters was a coincidence, reality and state of mind, driven by hatred, and the will was raised to a level of detachment. Martial arts, explained in these three words.

Write it to Yan Jingtian again, and you will definitely not be able to write it.

These three words are invaluable. If you have a good comprehension, you can observe and comprehend a martial art. Even if you can't comprehend martial arts, you can still improve your own martial arts. It's just that hatred is the main body, and the future troubles are also Extremely serious, lack of willpower, easily overwhelmed by hatred, resulting in a drastic change in temperament.

Yan Jingtian would be overjoyed if these things appeared in normal times, and they would be framed as treasures and directly enshrined. Now this thing is of little use to Yan Jingtian.

After exhaling heavily, Yan Jingtian raised his hand and continued to write, but the tip of the pen dipped in ink did not touch the paper, but touched the palm full of age spots.
The old man had already blocked the brush with one hand, and after stopping Yan Jingtian, the old man grabbed the paper, threw it directly to Yan Jingtian and said, "My honored guest, please change your target."

Yan Jingtian stared at the old man with piercing eyes, the paper slowly fell, and finally landed at Yan Jingtian's feet, Yan Jingtian completely ignored it, and said sarcastically: "Isn't the Golden Wind Night Rain Tower claiming that there is no one who cannot be killed?" ?”

"If this Dou Changsheng is a god and demon, it's fine if you don't take it from Jinfengyeyulou, but Dou Changsheng is a third-rank martial artist, at most a grandmaster of third-rank martial arts."

"Why are you afraid?"

"Don't dare to accept Dou Changsheng's mission?"

The old man let Yan Jingtian sneer and didn't rush to distinguish. After Yan Jingtian stopped, he opened his mouth to explain and said: "Today is different from the past. If the distinguished guests came the day before yesterday, our Golden Wind Night Rain Building will naturally accept the task."

"As long as we are not gods and demons and are still at the mortal level, our Golden Wind Night Rain Building will definitely be able to complete the task."

"But today's Tianji newspaper, I don't know if the distinguished guests have read it. It killed the gods and demons, no, what is it that stabbed the gods and demons?"

Yan Jingtian frowned, and said displeasedly: "Zhanlu Sword."

The old man directly shook his head and vetoed the preaching: "Your guest is wrong, it was a shooting star's sword."

"What is Meteor Sword?"

"This is the signboard of our Golden Wind Night Rain Building. It is definitely the best sword in the world that can stab gods and demons."

"You don't know, since the publication of Tianji News, many forces have contacted us at Jinfengyeyu Tower, expressing their willingness to cooperate."

The old man was no longer calm, but full of energy, and began to talk happily: "I don't know how many warriors, in order to learn Meteor Sword, so they took the initiative to join us."

"Who is Mr. Dou?"

"That's the benefactor of our Jinfengyeyu Tower, who can handle countless top killers by himself,"

Yan Jingtian interrupted coldly and said: "You are assassins, killers, scumbags hiding in the mud ditch, you don't have a bright identity to walk around the world, to play the drama of gratitude and reward."

The old man's face became gloomy, as if dripping water, and he said displeasedly: "People like you will always look down on us, like this Sishuifang, you will always be inferior when you go out."

"But what good things are you guys? Why don't you come here eagerly to set up missions and do some shady things."

"Let me tell you clearly, this is an order issued by the landlord himself. We just want to repay the favor. Not only do we not want to accept Mr. Dou's task, but we also prepare a big gift."

Yan Jingtian snorted coldly: "The slogans are so loud, it's not because they are bullying the weak and fearing the hard."

The old man picked up the teacup, he was already relaxed, he was no longer angry at all, he drank the tea slowly, there was nothing to be angry with the dying person.

"Please come back, distinguished guest."

"It's been delayed for a long time. I'm afraid I don't even have time to explain how to deal with the funeral."

Yan Jingtian's complexion was ugly, his eyes were wide open, and he was bursting with anger, as if he wanted to eat the old man alive.

The old man stared at Yan Jingtian unscrupulously, and said dismissively: "Want to do it?"

"The old man is right here. If you kill the old man, the old man will never fight back."

"I've lived to this age, I've already lived enough, otherwise I wouldn't have openly appeared in God's City, but if this old man dies, not only you will die, but your whole family will die as well."

"Even if it's a dog, it can't live."

"If you think you can withstand Jinfengyeyulou's revenge, then do it directly."

Yan Jingtian stretched out his hand and patted the Eight Immortals Table to pieces, countless fragments flew in all directions, turned around and left in a hurry.

The mana of the old man surged, and it turned into a wall in front of him. After the fragments collided, they began to disintegrate inch by inch, and finally disappeared completely. Looking at Yan Jingtian's back, the old man said leisurely, "Someone will come to collect the cost of the table of eight immortals."

"When explaining the funeral, you have to tell me, otherwise it will be bad if you frighten your wife and daughter."

"Judging by the standards of Zhanlu Sword, the sword of benevolence, this old man is not a bad person."

Walking out of Sishuifang again, Yan Jingtian returned to the official sedan chair, but saw that there was already a person sitting in the spacious official sedan chair.

The visitor's eyebrows were neatly trimmed, pearl powder was smeared on his razor-sharp face, and his eyes were icy cold. The atmosphere inside the official sedan chair was like the twelfth lunar month, filled with endless cold.

From the official sedan chair, King Jin stared at Yan Jingtian with cold eyes.

Yan Jingtian looked at the projection of King Jin, knowing that at this time, King Jin would not dare to come to see him, so he could only use this small trick.

Yan Jingtian is wearing a brand-new python robe, the bright color is like a piece of bright red, and the four-clawed python with its teeth and claws on it is extraordinary, revealing endless majesty, just like a five-clawed real dragon.

Just now in Sishuifang, he was still able to maintain his incomparable domineering aura, but now when he saw Queen Jin, his energy and energy instantly collapsed, and he instantly aged dozens of years.

King Jin never said a word, but his attitude already showed everything.

He wants to die himself.

As for the Golden Flower Phoenix Soup, I made it myself, and I can only do it myself.

This matter has nothing to do with peace and approachability, the virtuous king who respects the corporals.

If Dou Changsheng wanted to resent, he should also hate himself.

It was because I was greedy for the position of the head of the six sects, so I wanted to eradicate dissidents, because I couldn't find a way for Dou Changsheng, so I took the risk. After I got the phoenix marrow, I made the golden flower and phoenix soup, in order to use the hands of the aliens , Get rid of Dou Changsheng.

The motive for the murder and the process of committing the crime are all well-founded.

Although this is also the truth, it is only a part of it. With one's own ability, how can one obtain the phoenix marrow? Only Jin Wang has the channel and enough wealth to buy it.

And to kill Dou Changsheng with a borrowed knife, the King of Jin didn't say it clearly, but his meaning has been revealed undoubtedly, and he has hinted to himself one after another. As a gesture, but after planning to fail a long time ago, he began to pick himself out and put all the responsibility on himself.

Yan Jingtian suddenly realized that the King of Jin seemed wise, but he was actually selfish and irresponsible.

Especially the latter, the basic morality is not worthy, and he never has the heart to protect his subordinates at critical moments, which is far inferior to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

It's not that the prince has no power to fight back, but he is willing to give up the last struggle in order to protect many subordinates.

This kind of responsibility is a miracle among the Ji family.

Yan Jingtian finally realized the meanness and ungratefulness of the Ji clan, and regretted that he chose this bastard back then.

Jin Wang kept watching Yan Jingtian, and finally the power of projection slowly dissipated, and he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, but Yan Jingtian understood Jin Wang's meaning and took this matter to bear.

In this issue of Tianji Daily, everyone has a different point of view. What Jinfengyeyulou saw was a shooting star sword, and what King Jin and Yan Jingtian saw was Jinhua Phoenix Soup. It is precisely because of this origin that the A war between gods and demons broke out, and one of the gods and demons fell.

Tianji Bao didn't say who was going to harm Dou Changsheng, but only described the effect of Jinhua Phoenix Soup. Yan Jingtian and King Jin were just background boards.

Yan Jingtian sat down slowly, his trembling body became unsteady, and he almost fell to the ground.

Unwillingness appeared in Yan Jingtian's eyes, his strength was too weak after all, if he had a first-rank realm and a first-rank demigod weapon, there was still room for maneuver, at least he could run away once.

Now Yan Jingtian doesn't dare to act rashly at all, because there are strong men hiding in all directions.

After all, the six doors are the six doors of the imperial court. If criminals are arrested, then Yan Jingtian can mobilize ten or twenty grandmasters. There was an undercurrent in the door.

Even the Azure Dragon Hall, which he has been in charge of for many years, seems to be in peace, but Yan Jingtian knows that the Azure Dragon Hall is half out of control, and they will carry out ordinary orders, but as long as there is something wrong, none of them will agree.

Even if it has been a confidant for many years, the general situation is gone, and people's hearts are against each other. This is the current situation.

In the past, because of the Qianyuan Burning Blood Pill, the saints were forced to retreat to the second line when they were in full swing, and had to prepare to abdicate. This time, the matter was very serious with the help of alien gods and demons to entrap the genius of the same clan.

Yan Jingtian sighed in his heart, it's a pity that Dou Changsheng didn't die, otherwise how could King Jin still have the ability to persecute him, and he would have finished with him long ago.

Now that there is room for maneuver, it is impossible for the Ji family to let King Jin fall because of this incident, and leave behind the charges of entrapment of the clan's Tianjiao.

Before Chen Renmei committed suicide.

Not sure any ideas?
Have you ever regretted it?
But Yan Jingtian doesn't feel regretful, he has been stuck at the pinnacle of the second rank of martial arts for many years, and it will take decades to go further, but this long time is prone to accidents, not to mention, because he is old, old and frail, and breaks through It's more difficult, and it doesn't necessarily break through to the first rank of martial arts.

But as long as he can become the head of the six sects, successfully enter the cabinet, have the resources of the great Zhou, and obtain the rare treasures in the treasury, he can complete the breakthrough within a few years, and there is still potential for improvement in the future, and he has the opportunity to try to prove the Tao gods and demons.

A real man was born between the heaven and the earth, how can he live under the people for a long time!
No mistake.

I am not wrong.

Yan Jingtian was filled with indignation, which did not subside for a long time.

Yan Jingtian slowly closed his eyes, his mind slowly began to collapse, his dharma disintegrated inch by inch, scenes from the past kept flowing in his mind, and finally his heart stopped beating.

The ambitious Yan Jingtian is devoted to making meritorious deeds.

With resentment and resentment,

died.

　I felt very sober after drinking some wine yesterday, but I can’t. The 28 star array should be used as a guardian array and a battle array. It is basically equivalent to 28 kinds of Taoist soldiers and four kinds of heavenly soldiers. This is an important force. Some people have noticed that it is the Beggars’ version of Zhou Tian Xing Dou, which is composed of a jigsaw puzzle. It is not very good to say here, and it is easy to be ignored. If someone does not read the author, I will add it in the text appropriately, forgive me.

　　
　
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