"What kind of person? A vigorous voice sounded, and a figure had already appeared outside the door, followed by several figures jumping out of the door.

"Yo, Elder Mo, is your injury healed?" Tang Chao asked with a smile as he looked at the person who came, his eyes flickering with cold light.

"It's you......" Mo Qiankun's scalp was numb, and the internal injuries that had just healed were faintly painful.

"Are you surprised? Didn't your young master Xiao tell you, is Ben Shao still alive?"

"Even if you are lucky enough not to die, those who dare to touch the Eight Banners, the city lord will not keep you. ”

"Stop, don't give Ben less a deduction. Eight Banners has rules and cannot fight inwardly. However, even if it is the City Lord's Mansion, it is not arrogant to the point of guarding the door with a black flag, is it? Not the Eight Banners, old fellow, what can you do with me?" Tang Chao asked slowly.

"Even if it's ......"

"Disrespectful to the envoy of the Red Orange Banner, shouldn't he be killed? ”

"Stop. A black-robed guard stepped out and shouted. "The palace lord has announced that you will come in. After he finished speaking, he glanced at Mo Qiankun coldly and turned away.

"Help me tell the pig who likes to hide behind the door, dare to stick out the dog's paws, and I will cut it for him. Tang Chao walked to Mo Qiankun's side before he said. The sound is so high that it can be transmitted for 100 meters.

The Castle Lord's Mansion is huge, more than three times the size of the Death Mansion, and also has a front and back yard. In the front yard, there is a competition hall, a side hall, a main hall and a more formal meeting room.

Tang Chao and the red ghost were taken to the meeting room, while those subordinates could only go to the side hall to wait. Tang Dynasty stepped into the living room and found that it was already full. In the middle of the back of the hall, there is an animal skin bench, and an old man in a black robe is sitting, holding a white silk Buddha dust. The old man in the Tongtian Temple who cast spells and asked for orders was also present, standing beside the old Dao. On the two rows of red-lacquered seats on both sides, there were the remaining seven flag masters, as well as some old men in martial arts costumes.

When the Tang Dynasty and the red ghost came in, they suddenly became the focus. The Tang Dynasty also noticed the red-robed Gu Tianyi, who was the first to sit, but it was strange how he walked to the front.

"You are the doll called Tang Dynasty, right?" Lao Dao looked at Tang Chao calmly, and without waiting for him to reply, he continued: "I heard that you want to see the palace? ”

"It's the kid who is abrupt, and he thought it was someone from the City Lord's Mansion again, so he made a hindrance. Tang Chao looked around and bowed and said.

"Tang Dynasty, be cautious. My city lord's mansion still needs to be famous. Xiao Feng sat down under the Purple Flag Lord and said loudly.

"Oh, so the lord of the castle is also there. The lord of the city has a lot of opportunities, and you may not know that the subordinates in your house often take advantage of people's power, bully the township, block the road, and some insult the door. ”

"Ridiculous, there are all chivalrous people in this mansion, how can they be so arrogant and reckless?" Xiao Feng looked at a group of bigwigs and looked at him funny, not only said a little anxiously.

"I'm going to ask your dog about it. He ......"

"Tang Dynasty, are you here to sue today?" Lao Dao interrupted Tang Chao's words and asked.

"The kid is here today, and he really wants to ask the palace master to be the master. As soon as Tang Chao's words fell, several old men looked unkind, and even the orange old man frowned.

"Oh, who do you want to sue?"

"The boy heard that the palace master is wise and powerful, loves the people like a son, and is kind-hearted......"

"Ahem, get down to business. Lao Dao glanced at the orange old man, coughed lightly, and said.

"So the kid came today to ask the palace master to issue a decree to save this ordinary public. Tang Chao bowed his hand, bowed half and said.

"What do you mean?"

"As soon as the order of sacrifice to heaven is issued, ordinary people will inevitably be slaughtered as a number of people. When the kid heard this, he couldn't bear it, so he came to ask the palace master to be the master. ”

"Ridiculous. Worshipping heaven is the will of heaven, and the mandate of heaven cannot be violated, where are there innocent people in the world? Do you want to disobey the will of heaven?" Xiao Feng interjected coldly.

"The kid doesn't understand what providence is, let alone what destiny is. The kid speculated in vain that the act of sacrificing to the heavens should be a sacrifice to evil. Yin and yang are polar, good and evil are opposed, and the order to sacrifice to the sky is really to punish evil and promote good. Tang Chao said lightly, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Good, good sentence, yin and yang, good and evil are opposed. So you broke into the city lord's mansion and came to ask for the people's lives?"

"The boy dared to do it. ”

"You are indeed very bold. I heard that you have just entered this Tianshui City, and you are going to demolish the Babel Tower of the main palace?"

"Childish words are not counted. The corners of Tang Chao's mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't expect this to be reported.

"Then you are going to slaughter this city, and it is also a child's words?" asked Lao Dao with a hint of a smile.

"Tong Yan is unscrupulous, and the palace master doesn't care about it. ”

"What does Mr. Sima think?" asked the old man who was standing on the side of the Immortal Wind Dao bone, turning his head to the old man who was standing on the side.

"What Xiaoyou said, although it is groundless and childish, has some truth. If the killing is too heavy, it is indeed against the harmony of heaven, and it is reasonable and harmful. Mr. Sima said, lowering his head a little, leaning sideways, and secretly half-blinking an eye.

"If you have compassion for the heavens and others, this palace can respond to you, but this palace also has a condition. Lao Dao turned his head to Tang Dynasty and said. "You take the palm of this palace and don't die, and this palace will make this will, how about it?"

"No, you can't. The old man said with a smile. "This can't be, the palace master is the head of the Eight Banners, if you shoot at a doll, I'm afraid it won't be very good. ”

"It doesn't matter, this palace is not a person who sells fame and reputation. Since you're going to fight for the civilians, are you willing to fight for your life?"

"Please also ask the palace master's subordinates to be merciful. Tang Chao arched his hand and said.

"This ......" The orange old man deliberately obstructed it again, but he was targeted by the city lord and several gangsters. The momentum can't fight, but it also cuts off the possibility of the orange old man's shot.

"This palm is the black wind, and it can be regarded as the secret transmission of the black flag for generations. As soon as Lao Dao's words fell, the whole person turned into a wisp of black smoke, volleyed into the air, and in the blink of an eye, a huge black palm shadow slapped towards the top of Tang Chao's head.

With a loud "bang", the Tang Dynasty, which did not dodge or dodge, was slapped away with a palm and smashed on the thick wall.

"Carry it out. The old man, who had reappeared in his figure, waved his hand and said to the red ghost.

The huge pressure made the red ghost unable to even move, watching Tang Chao fly out. As soon as Lao Dao's words fell, the red ghost felt light. He hurriedly pounced and hugged Tang Chao, only to find that he was angry.

The red ghost did not hesitate, and ran outside with Tang Chao in his arms.

"Someone, give me orders. During the period of worshipping the heavens, it is forbidden to take action against those who have no cultivation. Violators, beheaded. Restoring the old way of being breezy and calm, he suddenly shouted.

"No. There was a response from outside the door.

"Meeting. Lao Dao snorted softly, and no sound came from the living room.

The red ghost ran out of the city lord's mansion with the Tang Dynasty in his arms, but stopped. He carried Tang Chao on his back, tore his robe, and tied him tightly slowly. After doing this, the red ghost gently drew the long sword from his waist.

Glancing in the direction of the Shofu Mansion, the red ghost held the sword in one hand and stepped out firmly.