Ye Xue is able to survive the soul search without losing her will. This Ye Xue has a strong will that is rarely seen in the world!
He glanced at the head of the Ye family in the crowd and raised the corners of his lips. Ye Xue was different from them. She was also a child of the Ye family. Even if the head of the Ye family didn't like it, he would take her with him for the sake of the Ye family's reputation. Leave the city lord's mansion alive.
As long as today's crisis is over, with her current image as a fool, the Ye family will definitely be unprepared for her. Are they still afraid that they won't find a chance to leave?
When such a person grows up with deep hatred for the Ye family and all Nanling families, there is no guarantee of what will happen in the future.
Over there, all the clan leaders had finished being polite and were about to evacuate. At this time, a waiter from Jinye Pavilion stood up hurriedly: "Your Majesty, since this is the matter, I will leave first. There are still a lot of people in Jinye Pavilion. Things are waiting to be dealt with.”
The companions who came with him suddenly woke up from a dream. Yes, as long as they can return to Jinye Pavilion, even the city lord cannot take action on the territory of Jinye Pavilion. No matter how powerful the Nanling City lord is, he can still control the business network of the entire continent. Go to the Ye clan?
There was a moment of silence in the main hall. The two waiters lowered their heads respectfully, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads. After a period of depressing silence, Zhongxing Zhenjun smiled gently: "I'm sorry to bother you two. Since you two are busy with work, I I won’t stay any longer, Li Chun, please send the two of you back to Jinye Pavilion in person, don’t neglect us!”
The two waiters suddenly turned pale, and they would not let them go.
"yes!"
A middle-stage Foundation Establishment guard with a square face and a black face responded loudly. He immediately turned his back to the senior officials and stretched out his hand, making a ferocious expression on the two Jinye Pavilion waiters: "You two, please."
Since the city lord is willing to do the work for him, the other heads of the aristocratic families are happy to commit murder and let him go.
With a thought in his mind, Wei Lin glanced at the three foundation-building guards left in the palace, walked out, and said, "My lord, I also take my leave."
Zhenjun Zhongxing smiled and nodded without any hesitation.
Xue Fu looked at him in surprise, opened her mouth, but said nothing.
Wei Lin nodded to her distantly and said goodbye, then followed a mid-stage Foundation Establishment monk out.
After leaving the city lord's mansion, the foundation-building monk seeing him off naturally asked: "Where does my little fellow Taoist live?"
Wei Lin looked at the man's unremarkable face and replied politely: "Thank you for your help at Yuelai Inn."
The man gave him a strange look. Did this guy really think he was here to see him off? After coughing twice, he said: "Let's go."
After saying that, the man stepped forward, and Wei Lin followed him without saying a word, a few steps behind, keeping a polite distance.
Just as they turned a corner and arrived at the Yuelai Inn, the man in front of him nonchalantly took out his magic weapon and suddenly turned around and slashed at Wei Lin. However, the blade with a cold light stopped barely an inch above Wei Lin's head.
The man was shocked and lowered his head in disbelief. A silver-white long sword was inserted precisely into his heart. Green leaves were lingering on the sword, and a thorough coldness spread from his heart to his whole body.
Wei Lin raised his hand to catch the big knife that was about to fall from his head. At the same time, he drew out his long sword. He looked at the fallen man and said softly: "Your knife is too slow."
The man's eyes slowly closed in disbelief. Wei Lin took the storage bag and his identity token, turned into light and shadow in an instant, and left quickly.
Yuelai Inn is not far from the city gate. He had noticed it when he entered the city a few days ago. He had specifically mentioned this location just now for the purpose of escaping now.
He arrived at the city gate in less than half a moment. He thought he needed an identity token to get out of the city, but he didn't expect that the city lord was very confident in his men. There was no security at the city gate, and Wei Lin walked out easily.
He didn't stop for a moment, and immediately made a big detour after leaving the city gate, from the south gate to the north, and then fled towards the direction of Ziguang City.
This escape was very smooth. Until he successfully boarded the spiritual ship bound for Fenshui City in Ziguang City, he did not see any pursuers, not even the platinum-clad Nascent Soul Lord he met in Tianwu Forest. .
Tianyun City, Zuimeng Tower.
After working as an accountant for seven days, a girl finally came to take over Yunli's bookkeeping work. She even wondered if she was overthinking it. There was indeed a dedicated person in charge of the bookkeeping work in Zuimenglou.
In doubt, Yunli embarked on her return journey. In a hurry to get back, she took the spirit ship directly from Tianyun City to Fenshui City.
Perhaps due to the confidentiality of the killer organization, Canye Pavilion is surrounded by villages, and a little further away are small towns with no public transportation. Fenshui City is the closest large city to Canye Pavilion with passenger spiritual ships. city.
Since most of the tasks in the pavilion that required traveling long distances were done by Xuan-level and Earth-level killers, and they all traveled by flying with a royal weapon, they did not feel any inconvenience in transportation.
When we arrived at Xuling, two powerful male cultivators came up. One on the left was tall and strong, more than eight feet in length, with a mustache and was in the early stages of foundation building;
The person on the right has a mouth full of big yellow teeth. The opening of the gray ramie robe reveals a chest covered with black hair. On the belly as bulging as a ball, there is a Chu brown sweat scarf, which is deeply sunken into the body dripping with oil and sweat. In fat.
He walked over in a swaggering manner and put the shiny giant ax in his hand next to Yunli. The deck trembled. Then he shook the flesh on his face and shouted in a rough voice: "You are a colorless thing. You didn’t see me coming, so hurry up and die!”
Yunli was about to give him a hammer when she saw a dark yellow spit flying towards her face. She flashed and retreated behind the person next to her. Damn, this is so disgusting!
The face of the handsome male cultivator who was baptized by the plump male cultivator in her place suddenly turned dark. The plump male cultivator did not realize the power of his spittle. He turned his head and snorted at Yunli who was behind the slim male cultivator. , shouted: "You know what I mean!"
Depend on!
Why doesn’t this girl have any sense of self-consciousness?
Yunli leaned back and raised his hand to put a spiritual shield in front of him to block the spit that flew over again. With such obvious disgust, the man finally reacted and smiled wretchedly, "You little bastard! How dare you dislike grandpa's saliva?" Dirty, come here!"
Yunli narrowed his eyes. That was definitely not what he wanted to say at first. He still spoke in a vulgar and greasy tone, and his attitude of not being ashamed but proud suddenly turned into a rage midway.
She glanced at the tall man next to the fat male cultivator. There was no doubt that it was him who had transmitted the message.
These two people came for her.
Before she could say anything, the handsome male cultivator in front of her, who was being showered with yellowish saliva, exploded. The folding fan in her hand suddenly pressed against the fat man's neck, and he gritted his teeth and said: "You fat pig, get away!"
Yunli was surprised. She didn't expect such a handsome and polite person to be so rude when he opened his mouth.
With one sentence, he successfully angered the fat male cultivator. He laughed evilly, picked up the ax and struck at it, shouting: "Seeking death!"
The oily sweat on his arms when he swung the ax slapped the handsome male cultivator with his fan. The man's face turned black instantly, and he started fighting with the fat man with his fan.
Everyone retreated one after another. On the one hand, they were afraid of being affected by the battle. On the other hand, and most importantly, with the movements of the fat man, the smell of sweat filled the air and oil and sweat flew everywhere.
Yunli was extremely disgusting, and monks were not mortals. They could clean it with just a dust removal technique. No matter how much they had a perspiring physique, they could still feel refreshed if they worked more diligently.
As your cultivation level reaches a later stage, daily spells such as dust removal are basically familiar to you, and it is just a matter of raising your hand. This is purely to disgust people!
Seeing that the situation was developing like a wild horse and had already deviated from the purpose of their trip, the tall and muscular male cultivator sent messages to the fat man one after another, trying to stop his behavior.
But the fat man who was so angry couldn't listen to his words, and he fought fiercely with the delicate man. Both of them were in the middle stage of foundation building, and they were evenly matched.
(End of chapter)
