At this moment, Hun Changqing walked into the center of the hall with Ya Fei, his eyes looked around, and finally fell on the woman on the throne.
This woman wears a gray-brown mask with a strange shape that covers her face. Her clothes are also very simple, just a white gown with no decoration. She looks very ordinary, but her aura is as vast as an abyss. He is a genuine Dou Sheng strongman.
It is the master of Poseidon City and even the entire Eastern Region, Saint Molan!
"One Star Dou Saint Late Stage..."
Feeling the aura of Saint Molan, Hun Changqing was a little surprised.
I learned from Ya Fei that this Saint Mo Lan was promoted to the Fighting Saint more than ten years ago, and now he has reached the advanced stage. With such a talent, he is truly worthy of the title of the number one genius in the Eastern Region for thousands of years. , even comparable to the geniuses of the mid-to-high-level Dou Emperor bloodline among the Imperial Clan.
"Jin Huang, today the city lord held a meeting, but why did you bring an outsider here? Could it be that you don't take the city lord in your eyes?"
Just when Hun Changqing was looking at Saint Molan, a voice suddenly came to mind in the hall. Looking up, he saw that it was a man wearing a gorgeous purple gown.
He also wears a purple mask on his head, but this mask only covers half of his face, and the other half of his face is exposed. He looks very handsome, but his face is a little distorted at this moment. He is said to be Ya Fei, but he is He stared at Hun Changqing beside him with a look of jealousy in his eyes.
This person, like Ya Fei, is one of the Four Emperors under Saint Molan. His name is Purple Emperor, and he holds a high position of authority in Poseidon City.
And Zihuang thinks very highly of himself. In addition, Saint Molan promulgated the regulations that men were not allowed to take concubines and had to marry one head wife. He also ordered the closure of the fireworks place in Goulan, so he had no choice but to target Yafei, who was also the fourth emperor. On the body.
He has been constantly attacking and courting her. Although he has achieved little success over the years, he still firmly believes that one day Yafei will be warmed by his sincerity, and will regard Yafei as his own, and will not let any man attack her. Its close.
But before that, Hun Changqing appeared in Poseidon and was brought home by the Golden Emperor's concubine Ya Fei. They were sealed off and refused to meet anyone. The anger in the Purple Emperor's heart almost overflowed. In addition, At this moment, Yafei and Hun Changqing appeared in such an intimate manner, which made him even more stunned and jumped out to target her.
The rest of the senior management knew what was going on between the Purple Emperor and the Golden Emperor, and were not surprised by what the Purple Emperor said. They all remained silent and watched the show with amusement on their faces.
And Saint Molan who was on top of the throne did not make any move at this moment, just watching.
It stands to reason that Ya Fei was the one she had put the most effort into cultivating, and she also gained her trust. When faced with difficulties from her colleagues, Saint Mo Lan would usually help her.
But she already felt in her heart that Ya Fei's previous infatuated behavior was not worth it. Although she didn't know why Ya Fei brought people into the palace at this moment, she was also unhappy in her heart, so she just waited and watched the situation change.
"I…"
At this moment, Yafei was about to say something, but she was interrupted by Hun Changqing's wave on the side. Yafei was stunned for a moment, and then sighed slightly in her heart, knowing that today's visit might not be as peaceful as she imagined. .
"What do you mean, we can't bring outsiders to the City Lord's Mansion?"
Hun Changqing asked the Purple Emperor with a smile.
"That's natural. According to Article 372 of the constitution customized by the city lord, unrelated people are not allowed to enter the city lord's palace at will. They must provide information to the palace and explain their intention, and the city lord will personally review it before they can enter. That is I don’t know, do you have the approval document from the city lord to enter the palace?”
After the words fell, Zihuang's eyes looked at Saint Molan on the main seat, with a look of respect and verification, and Saint Molan seemed to be cooperating with Zi, shaking his head to indicate.
Suddenly a flash of excitement and joy flashed in the eyes of the Purple Emperor. It seems that the Golden Emperor has made the city lord unhappy by being so unscrupulous today. Otherwise, as usual, the city will definitely protect the Golden Emperor. This is a big problem for him. An excellent opportunity, and Zihuang immediately spoke out again
"You dare to enter the City Lord's Mansion like this without the City Lord's handwriting. Could it be that you regard this City Lord's Mansion as your own home?"
Afterwards, Zihuang pointed at Yafei and reprimanded them, then knelt on one knee in front of Saint Molan and said respectfully.
"Lord City Lord, this person is arrogant and ignores the Poseidon Constitution. He should be released from prison as a warning to others! I hope Lord City Lord will punish you!"
Hearing this, Saint Molan stared at the soul Changqing shrouded in black robes, the light in his eyes flickering. Then he looked at the Zihuang kneeling on the ground. When he was about to speak, a cold voice said: outgoing.
"Rules? Handwriting? Even though Dou Qi Continent is big, I never need anyone's permission to go where I want to go..."
Everyone was stunned when they heard what Hun Changqing said, but Saint Molan was the first to react, with a somewhat ugly look on her face. Gein, she is the maker of the rules and the most loyal defender of them.
Hun Changqing's words showed that she did not take the rules she had set into consideration at all. For a moment, a trace of killing intent flashed in her eyes, and anyone who touched her bottom line, even the man Ya Fei longed for, She will never show mercy...
"What a shame! What a treason! This is Poseidon! No matter who you are here, you must follow the rules here, otherwise..."
The Purple Emperor came back to his senses, and a look of surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes. He knew that Saint Molan valued rules the most. This person's words were tantamount to slapping Saint Molan in the face and offending Saint Molan. Will there be a good ending for people? Even though he was shouting in ecstasy.
"What else?"
However, before he could finish his words, a cold voice sounded in his ears, causing Zi Huang's face to freeze. When he raised his eyes, he found that Hun Changqing had already jumped a hundred meters away.
Appearing next to him, his expression suddenly changed. He was about to make a sound, but was horrified to find that at this moment, he couldn't move and couldn't even make a sound.
The strange behavior of the Purple Emperor was naturally noticed by Saint Mo Lan and the senior officials of the city lord's palace. Except for Ya Fei, who held her forehead helplessly, the others all stood up from their positions in a hurry. Staring at Hun Changqing's figure, he shouted sternly.
"what have you done?!"
However, Hun Changqing turned a blind eye to the scoldings of everyone and even Saint Molan. He just looked around at everyone with a smile, and finally his eyes fell on the Zi Huang who was kneeling on the ground again, and said softly: .
"Why don't you let me tell you, or give you a rule? This is the real iron law in Dou Qi Continent..."
Hun Changqing pointed at the Purple Emperor, and then at the people who stood up with frightened and angry faces. His voice was calm, not waiting for the slightest emotion, but for some reason, it made them feel cold in their hearts.
"That is, as a weak person who requires the strong to follow the rules he has set, and dares to talk shamelessly to the strong, then there is only one end for him, and that is...death~"
After the words fell, Hun Changqing stretched out a green-white finger and gently touched the center of the Zi Huang's eyebrows.
There was no terrifying movement, but the Zi Huang's face became increasingly frightened and ferocious. Finally, in the desperate gaze, irregular cracks began to appear on the Zi Huang's handsome cheeks.
The cracks spread quickly and spread all over Zi Huang's body. After a "stuck" sound was heard, Zi Huang's whole body turned into countless tiny fragments. They were not stained with blood foam, but were spread throughout the entire Ruoda conference hall. .
At this moment, all the angry expressions on the faces of all the senior officials present had solidified, their eyes were staring blankly at the debris in the sky, and then they looked at Hun Changqing, with fear in their eyes, trembling all over, and fear in their hearts.
You must know that he is the Purple Emperor. Except for Saint Molan, the person with the highest combat power in Poseidon City has already reached the level of a first-level Dou Zun. However, he was crushed to pieces so easily. How can they maintain their strength? calm?
"Do you think what I said is right? Molan...sage?"
Hun Changqing clapped his hands casually, as if he had just done an insignificant thing, and turned his attention to Saint Molan, who looked extremely gloomy at the moment, and made a joke.
Saint Mo Lan was also greatly shocked. She had learned from Ya Fei before that in front of Shi Shi, Hun Changqing was just a fighting master. Although she had previously investigated Hun Changqing, she found nothing. .
But she didn't pay too much attention to it. She just thought that it was some secret method that Hun Changqing had practiced in Zhongzhou that concealed her own aura so that she could not detect it. She never thought that a mere Dou Zun could do it in just ten years. Overcoming the process of compressing fighting energy and becoming a semi-saint, he was promoted to a fighting saint.
But the different auras that Hun Changqing showed just now clearly told her that Hun Changqing was a genuine Fighting Saint warrior!
Saint Mo Lan looked at Hun Changqing and the purple emperor debris flying all over the sky with a gloomy expression. The light in his eyes kept changing, and finally landed on Ya Fei, and spoke in a low voice.
"Ya Fei, I ask myself, I have treated you well over the years. Why are you doing this now, but you are dissatisfied with me in your heart?"
Perhaps Yafei seemed extremely indifferent to the Zihuang's difficulties just now, but when faced with the accusations from Saint Molan, Yafei's face changed, and she felt a little aggrieved, but she knew that Saint Molan had also been because of her these years. I had a lot of opinions about the eternal soul in my mouth, and I could only explain it out loud.
"Lord City Lord, you have seen everything you have done for Yafei over the years, and I am extremely grateful. This time, Yafei's old friend came here and brought him to visit the city lord. However, the Purple Emperor's previous treatment of Yafei The old friend spoke rudely, and a saint has the majesty of a saint, which is beyond the control of Concubine Ya."
Saint Mo Lan also sighed in her heart when she heard this, but it was because of her subjective impression that she felt disgusted with the people around Ya Fei, so she allowed the Zi Emperor to make things difficult for Ya Fei and the two did not come forward, otherwise, things might not have happened. It will get to this point.
"I have lost my etiquette in this matter. I hope that the distinguished guest from afar will forgive me. However, the distinguished guest's visit to the City Lord's Mansion this time should be more than just a visit, right?"
Saint Molan sorted out his somewhat chaotic thoughts, regained his noble and cold temperament, showed respect to Hun Changqing for the powerful ones at the same level, and asked aloud.
Hun Changqing nodded when he heard this, and then glanced at the senior officials in the mansion who were silent and dared not speak.
Saint Molan understood immediately when he saw this, waved his hand to everyone.
"You all should go down. Today's events must not be told outside."
"yes!"
Hearing the words of Saint Molan, everyone felt as if they had been granted amnesty. They breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts. After bowing respectfully, they quickly stepped back, not daring to take another look at Hun Changqing.
After seeing everyone retreat, Hun Changqing took out an ancient picture from Najie, and then took out the water attribute energy aura that Gu Yuan intercepted back then from the ancient picture, and directed it towards Saint Molan. The person projects away.
Seeing this, Saint Molan was a little confused at first, and grabbed the aura into her hands. After she felt the aura, she was suddenly startled in her heart and stirred up a storm, but she quickly calmed down, and even had a look on her face. Didn't show anything strange.
Pointing at this breath, he looked at Hun Changqing and said.
"Dear guest, what do you mean by this?"
Even though his demeanor seemed so normal, Hun Changqing's extremely powerful emperor-level soul had already locked onto Saint Molan from the very beginning. The emotional changes in his heart just now did not escape Hun Changqing. s eyes.
Suddenly Hun Changqing's eyes flashed with light, but then he said calmly.
"This is a breath that a peerless strong man accidentally absorbed when he passed by the Eastern Region thousands of years ago. According to the guidance, the location where this breath appeared was near Poseidon City. I wonder if the city owner has ever felt the same connection here. A similar aura?"
Hearing this, Saint Molan slowly shook his head and spoke with a regretful tone.
"I'm sorry, distinguished guest. Although I want to help you, I have indeed sensed a similar aura nearby and I can't help you..."
"I see. It seems that you have no chance with me. You have been nagging me today. Lord Molan, Ya Fei and I will take our leave first."
Hun Changqing did not make it clear, but gave a regretful smile, and then pulled the misty Yafei away directly.
Saint Molan looked at the direction where Hun Changqing disappeared, and quietly clenched his jade hands under his white sleeves...
…
It was night, in the palace, with his eyes closed and his legs crossed, Saint Molan, who was in a state of cultivation, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at somewhere in the palace. There was obviously nothing there, but Saint Molan was facing There was a loud shout.
"Who is it? Come out!"
As soon as the words fell, the space in that location began to distort. With the ripples in the space, a figure as black as ink slowly emerged from the space.
The black shadow stood slowly in the void in front of Saint Molan. The cold aura was so majestic that it almost turned into substance, spreading to every corner of the palace. The cold eyes emanating from under the dark hood, Saint Molan's breathing was stagnant at this moment.
(End of chapter)
