Reborn Killer Supreme

Chapter 668 Nether Lord (1)

Murong Xiao and Xia Yumu saw that Xia Chonglou had abandoned the face of the Zijin family and ignored it in front of all the officials in the palace, they felt helpless, and Murong Xiao walked up to the ancestor, grabbed him and forcibly lifted him up. Said: "Since the ancestor's family is so difficult, then I am too embarrassed to ask for more, and you can give as much as you can."

Xia Chonglou had been spitting on the ground for so long, it was too late to regret it, and he just waited for Murong Xiao to give him a step and then went down.

The wrinkled face suddenly burst into a happy smile, repeatedly patted his chest to Murong Xiao and told Murong Xiao that he must evacuate the family treasury and spend all his money to ensure that Tianyang City will be rebuilt as new as it is.

Murong Xiao also lost his temper, so he could only follow Xia Chonglou's perfunctory response and repeated yes.

"Report to His Royal Highness, a large-scale riot broke out in the city. An unknown number of low-level casual cultivators and ordinary people attacked the palace. They have been suppressed, but the situation is still tense!" The farce of Xia Chonglou and others had just ended. The soldiers quickly entered the hall and shouted to Xia Feimu who was seated on the dragon steps.

"Large-scale riots? Have you ever found out why they are rioting?" Murong Xiao broke his hands from Xia Chonglou's warm embrace and asked the messenger.

"Reporting to the Prime Minister, the rioters were making loud noises about the so-called deaths and injuries of their relatives, and they threw stones and torches at the Imperial Forest Army and government servants, and some casual cultivators launched a surprise attack on the Imperial Forest Army. Fortunately, there were no dead and only two or three people were assassinated. Injury." The messenger moved his position and knelt down to Murong Xiao instead.

"It seems that some troublemakers are taking this opportunity to cause trouble. Your Royal Highness, I suggest that you go out of the palace immediately to appease the hearts of the people!" Offer advice to the prince.

"Come on, it's time for us to see what's going on in Tianyang City." The prince was decisive, and immediately got up and walked outside the hall.

Seeing that the crown prince had strode out of the side hall, all the ministers hurriedly followed him to the outside of the hall.

The sun shone brightly in Tianyang City. The prince and others walked slowly on the middle of the road in Tianyang City, stopping from time to time to look at the dilapidated tile walls and the hideous monks and monks in the surrounding streets. Soldier.

"These people were injured by demons." The crown prince squatted down, closed the eyes of a dead imperial soldier, and said to the officials behind him in a muffled voice. "It's just yesterday. I, Patriarch Xia Qingyue, Commander Xia Qingqiu, and Zuoxiang Murong found these demons when we went from the palace to look for the ancestor of Chonglou."

"In the end, only the four of us survived, and the team of hundreds of people who came out with us all died in the originally stable and peaceful Tianyang City." Xia Feimu's voice was filled with so much sadness, he got up and walked around the corpse. with. "If it wasn't for the loyal and brave soldiers buying time for us, if it wasn't for Commander Qingqiu who blocked the attacks of those monsters for me, Daxia's royal blood would have been cut off long ago."

Xia Feimu continued to walk forward, waving to the guard soldiers around him to collect the corpses and help the wounded.

"If it wasn't for General Xiao Yao's efforts to turn the tide, Tianyang City would probably be called a ghost city now." Xia Feimu stopped in front of a collapsed teahouse, turned his back to the officials behind him and said flatly. "However, what I didn't expect is that it's already been a night, even if no one gave you an order, you actually let the chaos on the street like this!"

Xia Feimu was so angry that he unconsciously activated the exercises, and a round of faint sunlight appeared behind Xia Feimu.

The trembling officials behind him knelt down on the ground unconsciously, and the sound of kowtowing caused Xia Feimu to turn around.

"Get up, all of you! What's the use of kowtowing to me? Go kowtow to the common people, go kowtow to the dead!" Xia Feimu saw that these officials had two hands more powerful than his king, but they all kowtowed He kowtowed tremblingly, and the anger in his heart suddenly rose a bit. "Fuck off, whatever your position is, just do it for me. Use all your abilities and let the government speed up for me. This day, Yangcheng will not be able to recover, and Daxia will be in danger every day!"

After the words fell, he turned around and strode forward.

Murong Xiao has been silently watching Xia Feimu's performance, only the slight upturn of the corner of his mouth reveals his mood.

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Shangguan Xiaoyao walked out of Tianyang City from the long street, wandered half-body and half-focused in the direction of You Yunzong, and didn't report to the mountain gate, but went straight in.

"Youyun Sect's mountain gate, where did the intruders come from!" Zhang Jian, two Void Realm disciples in front of the gate, stopped Shangguan Xiaoyao and shouted loudly.

"Who am I, you You Yunzong people should know." Shangguan Xiaoyao looked into the mountain gate with his hands behind his back, without paying too much attention to the two disciples.

"There are so many mortals in the world, how can Youyun Sect remember them one by one! No matter who you are, you must first notify or submit a salute to enter Youyun Sect before you can pass!" The two disciples looked at each other, biting heavily He said the word "respectful ceremony".

Shangguan Xiaoyao felt happy when he heard it, and then asked, "Then how much should I pay for this salute?"

Seeing that the two disciples couldn't hold back a laugh when they heard the word gongli, they immediately explained to Shangguan Xiaoyao: "There are three levels of gongli, and the lowest level is ordinary medicinal pills and utensils, which can meet with the deacon. Disciple, you can meet the deacon elders with the second-class celestial magic weapon, and you can meet the head of the Youyun Sect directly with this first-class nectar and soul magic weapon!"

Shangguan Xiaoyao laughed completely when he heard the words, and wanted to wipe out these money-hungry hand disciples, then he put his left hand into his bosom and took out a phoenix roost and said, "Which level can this thing be regarded as a gift?"

"Who are you fooling with this piece of wood?" The slightly burly disciple on the left was about to snatch the Fengqi wood from Shangguan Xiaoyao's hand, but he almost broke his wrist with a flick of his hand full of strength.

"You bastard, quickly put away this piece of broken wood!" The man grinned for a while, holding his wrists, and shouted to Shangguan Xiaoyao with a ferocious face. "Anything can be respectful, if you really want to cause trouble, be careful, I will stab you with a sword!"

"Oh." Shangguan Xiaoyao didn't say much, just put the Phoenix Qimu back into his arms, and took out a True Dragon Companion Grass. "How much can this thing be used as a gift?"

"This herb?" The disciple on the right took it this time. He didn't suffer from the strong disciple, but just stretched out his hand and waited for Shangguan Xiaoyao to put the real dragon companion grass in his palm. "This herbal medicine is not bad, I can barely count you as a third class."

"Third class is enough. My matter is not urgent. It is enough for any disciple to know." Seeing that the real dragon companion grass can only be counted as a third class, Shangguan Xiaoyao laughed unconsciously, and he was about to step on it when he raised his leg. Enter the mountain gate.

"Wait, who said you can go in now?" Shangguan Xiaoyao was about to step in with his half body, but was stopped by the strong disciple again, but the strong disciple staggered back a few steps after struggling.

"You still have to give us some tribute money for leading the way." Disciple Zhuang stretched out his hand in front of Shangguan Xiaoyao carelessly, and shook it up and down as a signal.

"How is the tribute money given?" At this time, Shangguan Xiaoyao was already a little bit annoyed, but still patiently asked the strong disciple with a smile.

"The two of us are Fairy Boys. Do you know what Fairy Boys are? If you ask us to guide you, you will have a great opportunity in the future. At least fifty jade coins will be needed, right?" Disciple Zhuang still took it for granted. Shangguan Xiaoyao said.

Shangguan Xiaoyao heard the word "Xiantong" and couldn't help but look up and down at this stubble-faced outer disciple. He didn't know how thick the other party's skin was to call himself a "Xiantong". Yuqian looked very reluctant and said: "This... I only have exactly fifty jade coins in my hand. I wonder if the two fairies can accept it?"

"Fifty! Well, for the sake of your sincerity, this fairy boy reluctantly accepts it." The strong man first bit his tongue in shock at the fifty jade coins, and then restored his solemn face to Shangguan for a leisurely vacation. Pretending to make a gesture of reluctant acceptance.

However, Shangguan Xiaoyao is still a person of two lifetimes after all, and he can tell at a glance that this guy has never seen so much jade money, and he secretly despises the situation where You Yunzong treats the disciples of the outer sect as animals.

Immediately, Shangguan Xiaoyao walked into the Youyun Sect under the leadership of the strong disciple, while the ordinary-looking disciple continued to guard the empty mountain gate with remorse.

"Is this the Youyun Sect?" Shangguan Xiaoyao was led all the way by this strong disciple to a community of houses, which seemed to only accommodate a few dozen people.

"That's right, this is the deacon's hall of my Youyun sect. You can take a rest here, and I'll fetch the deacon disciples." The disciple Zhuang sent Shangguan Xiaoyao into a guest room, and closed the door behind him.

Shangguan Xiaoyao heard the sound of a mechanism ringing, and knew that this group of people had no good intentions.

It was not until the afternoon of that day that Shangguan Xiaoyao, who was sitting in the guest room, heard footsteps in the corridor outside the door again, and then the door of the guest room was opened.

"I am the deacon disciple of Youyun Sect. Where are you from and what are you going to do? Here are the salutes." Pushing the door open was a thin blue-shirted disciple with a square plate and a paper, asked Shangguan Xiaoyao with a stiff face.

"I am a casual cultivator from Tianyang City, and this is my gift of a fairy grass." Shangguan Xiaoyao hurriedly handed the True Dragon Companion Grass to the plate, and said to the blue shirt disciple.

"What's the matter?" The blue shirt disciple glanced at the real dragon companion grass on the plate, and asked Shangguan Xiaoyao indifferently without raising his head the whole time.

Shangguan Xiaoyao squinted his eyes, and said loudly to the deacon disciple: "Call your suzerain Emperor Youyun over here." After speaking, he pulled out the folding fan and opened it on his chest.

(End of this chapter)