Zhu Mengwen was a little depressed at this time.
Although he is now eating his favorite roasted veal with cumin and drinking cool and refreshing sour plum soup, there are still several obedient beauties kneeling beside him, one is fanning him, and the other is carefully hammering his legs, even if This is the kind of treatment that emperors in ancient times received.
But instead of showing any expression of enjoyment, there was a look of frustration on his face.
The reason is also very simple.
This trip to Gravel City was completely out of his plan. He didn't want to come to this ghost place at all!
But due to the pressure from the team leader, he still took on the task that made him very helpless.
Indeed, the food and drink here, including the beautiful women, all suited his appetite. Even upon learning of his arrival, the Lord of Gravel City immediately sent him a generous gift.
But what's the use? None of this could make up for his wounded heart.
His favorite.
Miss Millis is getting married! And the person she got married to turned out to be her nemesis, the loser who had nothing but good looks.
Although he himself admitted that he was indeed inferior to the other person in terms of appearance, but in the world of psykers, does it depend on appearance?
Isn't it respected by strength?
After all, he is also one of the top ten strongest psychics in the Western Region. How can he be worse than a pretty boy?
When he thought of this, Zhu Mengwen became angry.
The wine glass in Pata's hand shattered, frightening the beauty next to her. Her pitiful appearance immediately aroused a fire in Zhu Mengwen's heart.
Just when he was about to do something, his men suddenly came to report.
"Sir, we have a visitor."
When Zhu Mengwen heard this, he was a little surprised: "Who? At this time, the fat city lord will not come to deliver things, right? Go and tell him, no need, the time limit given by labor and management is long enough. If you don't get out, labor and management will Let’s go into the city.”
The man looked a little embarrassed: "Sir, it's not the Lord of Ruishi City, but someone I've never seen before."
"He's someone you haven't seen before? Then drive him away. Labor and management have no time to deal with him. People like this come here every day and I have to see them. Then I don't have time to do business?" Zhu Mengwen didn't care at all, and raised his hands at the same time. He started to be dishonest, making the people in his arms giggle.
The men hesitated for a while and finally chose to retreat.
(M..COM)
This gentleman is moody. He seems to be in a good mood right now, so don't mess with him.
However, before he could leave, he heard a loud noise, and then a heavy object directly knocked the subordinate to the ground, right in front of Zhu Mengwen.
This movement finally caught Zhu Mengwen's attention. He squinted his triangular eyes and stared at the blurry figure walking from the wall with a big hole in it.
Gradually, a cold smile appeared on his mouth.
"It's interesting. It's rare to see such a talented person in Gravel City. Tell me your name! For those who have the courage to challenge me, I will allow him to leave his name. Of course, he must also leave his life."
Li Yi's face couldn't help but twitch as he listened to the ugly man in front of him.
"I'm not here to fight with you, and I don't think you look like a murderous person. Let me ask you something. In exchange, you can do it on any terms."
"Hahahaha, I take back what I just said." Zhu Mengwen laughed wildly for a while, looking directly at the young man who was already standing in front of him, "It turns out you are not courageous, but stupid!"
call!
A strong force of energy came through the air and went straight to Li Yi's face. At such a short distance, he still used the technique of killing from the air, and even used laughter to cover up the movement before the attack.
I have to say that although the psyker in front of me looks ugly and behaves rudely, he is indeed very good at killing people.
The assassin Zhu Mengwen did not gain his fame in vain.
pity.
What he met was not an ordinary person, but Li Yi.
Li Yi's expression didn't change, and he didn't even move his body at all. He just stood there, with a tap of his toes, and a small golden sword appeared without any warning, just blocking the invisible force of the air-cleaving palm.
Not only was it worse, the golden sword seemed to be irritated, and it roared and was about to stab Zhu Mengwen. The sharp sword intent made Zhu Mengwen, who was sitting upright, couldn't help but twitch his eyelids, and his fat body was unusually flexible and moved toward him. He jumped up, trying to avoid the attack of the golden sword.
Unexpectedly, the man said something.
"Don't worry, you haven't answered my question yet. I don't want to fight with you for nothing. It's a waste of energy, right? As for leaving your life as you said, then
(M..COM)
It's even worse. My life is very precious, and I'm afraid you can't afford it. "
While speaking, the golden sword suddenly stopped and slowly swam back to the man as if obediently, hovering continuously in front of him, forming an invisible barrier.
Seeing this scene, Zhu Mengwen's pupils shrank, and then his eyes showed unprecedented caution.
"Swordsmanship? Are you a swordsman?"
"Swordsman? You can think so too."
Li Yi was startled for a moment, then nodded. If he were to say he was a sword cultivator, he could indeed be considered one. After all, he not only possessed the passive offensive and defensive skill of Unparalleled Sword Intent, but also carried a silver long sword with him. He was said to be a sword cultivator. Not an exaggeration at all.
"Since you are a sword cultivator, what will happen if you come to us for spiritual energy? Did you just ask me something? Is there anything else that you sword cultivators don't know?"
Zhu Mengwen didn't trust what the man in front of him who looked like a sword cultivator said at all. In his opinion, sword cultivators were all a group of martial arts idiots. Apart from looking for fights, they just practiced hard behind closed doors. They were the type that were neither easy to deal with nor easy to deal with. A person who doesn't know how to enjoy things very much is contrary to his purpose and is also the person he least wants to deal with.
"Oh? Then I don't care. I'm just here to ask you something. If you don't want to say it, you don't have to say it anymore."
Li Yi was a little surprised when he heard what the other party said. From the other party's tone, it seemed that this sword cultivator also had an organization, and judging from the other party's reaction, it seemed that he had a big background. So in this case, he might as well be a little more arrogant, since he would have to settle accounts in the future. It won't be blamed on him.
"You! Do you think that our psychics are easy to bully? In this case, let's fight it before we talk!" Upon hearing this, Zhu Mengwen seemed to be irritated by Li Yi's arrogant tone. Instead of flinching, he was aroused his murderous intent.
He tossed the woman in his arms away, picked up his fists as big as casseroles, and greeted Li Yi.
Although I don’t know why the sword cultivator came to me, the team leader’s plan cannot be destroyed. The other party must have known something and came specifically to find trouble. If this is the case, then I can’t be blamed!
Thinking of this, Zhu Mengwen's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
He was going to use the special skill that he had hidden for a long time, and try to kill the sword cultivator in front of him with one move!
(End of chapter)
