As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

Chapter 887

Just like that, the special envoy immediately understood the opponent's strength, took the dagger, and coldly snorted: "Be careful with your heads. I will come to take revenge in the dead of night."

Lord Xiangtian returned to where he was, looked at Jiang Ming and said, "Thank you so much, Your Highness the Savior. Let's go to the Treasure Pavilion quickly."

Jiang Ming nodded and helped Sikong Wu Yuan to the clouds together.

 The three of them soon arrived in front of the Zhenbao Pavilion. There were two unknown soldiers in front of the door of the loft.

The Lord Xiangtian didn’t care and walked directly with Jiang Ming and others, intending to go in.

“The Lord Xiangtian and his people cannot enter here.”

 The two soldiers came together to stop him, their eyes completely filled with coldness.

The weapons in their hands are ready to move, and they obviously want to attack Jiang Ming and others.

Jiang Ming couldn't help but frown.

Isn’t this Xiangtian God the owner of Zhenbao Pavilion? Why can't you go in?

“How can it be that I can’t enter my own place?”

Lord Xiangtian was startled, and threw his hands behind his back, his brows becoming splayed with anger.

Sikong Wuyuan was a little surprised. He faced the two soldiers and said, "What are you doing? Don't you know that Lord Xiangtian is the owner of this Treasure Pavilion?"

Yuan Hehe is generally observing the situation.

According to Sikong Wuyuan's character, he thinks this Xiangtian God is not bad, but it's hard to say.

This master may not necessarily be a purely good person

 “Poof!”

 The two soldiers did not answer Xiangtian Tianzhu's question. They looked at each other, laughed, and even spit.

Jiang Ming took a step back, probably making some guesses.

If the Lord Xiangtian did not lie, then there is a high probability that Zhenbao Pavilion changed hands without the other party knowing.

As expected, the two soldiers said next: "The Zhenbao Pavilion has changed owners a long time ago, and the Lord Xiangtian has long been nothing."

Hsiangtian God felt as if he was struck by lightning and couldn't control himself and started shouting.

“How come I, the owner of the Treasure Pavilion, don’t know this? I created this Treasure Pavilion with my own hands.”

“If someone new takes my place, you should let me know, right?”

"Who is the new owner of the Treasure Pavilion? Let us in, otherwise, I want you to look good!"

He clenched his fists and stared at the two guarding soldiers indifferently.

The soldier was not afraid at all. Instead, he said proudly: "What's the use of telling us this? We are just following orders. If you don't have the ability, you don't have the ability."

"If you can't hold on to your position, just get out. Don't yell here. At this age, do you really think you still have any spiritual power?"

 “It’s so funny.”

As he said that, the two soldiers started laughing again.

Hearing this, Sikong Wuyuan couldn't bear it any longer, so he stepped forward and punched him.

 There is nothing that cannot be solved by force.

 One punch, Sikong Wuyuan still felt that it was not enough, so he punched twice more.

 Due to the blessing of spiritual power, the soldiers had no way to leave and were forced to be beaten.

Their faces were completely covered with blood. They felt intense pain and fear, and began to beg for mercy.

“My lord, we two were blind just now, please stop!”

 Finally they wanted to say something, but they were beaten so hard that they could no longer speak.

 There was no one around to stop him.

From their point of view, these two soldiers deserved such pain because they deserved to be beaten.

 The sharp blade flashed past, directly cutting the distance between Sikong Wuyuan and the two soldiers.

Sikong Wu Yuan stepped back quickly with quick eyes and hands, and the sharp blade was hooked directly in front of Jiang Ming and others.

 A crack appeared on the ground instantly, and then, they heard a sentence full of laughter. “Senior Brother, how can you be so disrespectful to the people under my command?”

"If you have any problems, just come to me. What are you doing to trouble my men?"

“Master, it’s been a long time no see, you are back.”

 The speaker was a man about the same age as Sikong Wuyuan.

 He was wearing a black robe and had a sharp appearance.

 “Is it three seconds? Why are you here?”

Sikong Wuyuan was dumbfounded and his reaction was slow.

“You are the new master of the Treasure Pavilion? Didn’t I kick you out?”

The Lord Xiangtian was in disbelief, but he was still angry and his whole body was full of fire.

“Master, why have you forgotten? Although you kicked me out, I still have the access order for the Treasure Pavilion.”

“Besides, I helped you manage this Treasure Pavilion while you were away. Shouldn’t you thank me?”

Yu Miasan crossed his feet nonchalantly, and the boy next to him directly brought him a stool, and he sat down.

The young man also said arrogantly: "Be sensible and leave as soon as possible. Don't delay the new pavilion master's affairs."

"If you were smart, you would know that you can't defeat the new Pavilion Master."

“What kind of ecstasy soup did Yu Second San give you to make you so loyal? In that case, you might as well stop staying in the Treasure Pavilion.”

Xiangtian Tianzhu spread his hand and swung a sharp blade directly, but Yu Miasan dodged it.

Yu Miasan knew Xiangtian Tianzhu’s next move and stepped forward directly to tie him up.

Lord Xiangtian said in disbelief: "How do you know the order of my attacks?"

"We have been together for so many years, what do you think?" Yu Miasan punched his back and said: "Please, I can still give you a whole body now, otherwise, you can die, Laoge The Lord should have died."

 “You’re just a wishful thinker.”

Jiang Ming couldn't stand it anymore and cut the rope with a dagger.

Three seconds is incredible.

 “How could you possibly cut it off?”

But then, Jiang Ming took advantage of him not paying attention and tied him up with a rope.

The speed was so fast that even Xiangtian Tianzhu and others could not react.

When he came to his senses, Yu Miasan wanted to untie him, but found that there was no way at all.

 “Wasn’t it quite arrogant just now? Now it seems that he has become the target of public criticism.”

Sikong Wuyuan did not miss this opportunity to ridicule and rolled his eyes.

 “Don’t let me catch you, or I’ll make you look good.”

 He turned his head in three seconds.

"Ah."

 Yuan Hehe grinned.

 “Everyone is here? Let’s talk about marriage.”

 The boss’s wife suddenly appeared in everyone’s sight, sitting on a chair with her eyes smiling.

 The bracelet in his hand swayed and jingled.

Jiang Ming looked at this old beauty and thought deeply in his heart.

This Xiangtian God doesn't even have his own son, so how can he marry the other party?

Picking up the cake in her hand, the lady boss stared at Jiang Ming in front of her, and couldn't help but admire her in her heart.

This young man is so handsome.

 (End of this chapter)