"My dad will kill ......"

His father will kill who the thin boy did not say, and his tone was as weak as deflated. A chill www.biquge.info the spirit in his mind made him wake up, and he was really afraid that after saying that word, Shengfeng might not be able to wait for him to his tail again, and then fulfill such a vicious curse on him.

Although there are four invincible subordinates around him who have been invincible in Sanssouci City, dealing with the people of Sanssouci City is also a child's all-you-can-eat, and Sanssouci City's men, women and children are afraid of them. But their eyes were so bad at seeing Sheng Feng, and Sheng Feng didn't seem to be able to let him act recklessly and obediently. Shengfeng will not be slaughtered by others, and the thin boy will not dare to let his subordinates rush forward as if they were recklessly sent to death.

The only little sobriety and reason told him that he couldn't provoke trouble at this time. He had lived for thirty years and had not seen anyone, and with just one look, his fearful soul seemed to be about to escape from his body. If the four subordinates around him are defeated, won't he also be caught in it? He hadn't lived long enough, and he still had plenty of time to squander and not be discredited in the market, when he pinned all his hopes for a turnaround on his father. Because the father of the thin boy is a cultivator, he is the number one master in Sanssouci City.

Sanssouci City is not a traffic artery, nor does it have the location advantage of fighting for soldiers, here can be regarded as a city is also a little reluctant, Sanssouci City is not big, and the city guard did not walk long to arrive. It was a large compound that could be called a mansion in Sanssouci City, and there was not even a neighbor to be seen on the left or right. In that open field, the three- or four-meter-high wall has a bit of a majestic momentum.

"I forgot to tell you, my father is the lord of the city, and you will regret offending me!"

The thin boy walked into the city lord's mansion with one foot, and finally found his dog-fighting temperament, and he felt more confident in his heart, so he turned around and released a cruel word to Shengfeng.

Sheng Feng looked up at the plaque on the gate, it was the City Lord's Mansion, not the City Guard's Mansion. I wasn't frightened by the thin boy's words, and I didn't care about the two guarding the door, and I couldn't tell whether they were soldiers or bad guards. Although the clothes on his body did not match the solemn atmosphere of the imposing mansion here, Shengfeng walked in without a trace of concern.

"There is only one city lord in the Golden Sword Alliance, that is, the city lord of Shengyuan City, and the rest of the cities only have city guards, that is, the intention of defending the city, all of them are under the jurisdiction of Shengyuan City, is this worry-free city no longer in the Golden Sword Alliance? How could there be a city lord's mansion, and who would have such guts? ”

Shengfeng's posture is very high, he doesn't treat himself as an outsider at all, the thin boy turned around and shook his vicious eyes, but he didn't hear Shengfeng's comments, Shengfeng's disrespect to his father still made him unbearable.

"Dad, there are villains bullying your son, come out quickly!"

After entering the door, there is a porch more than ten meters long and deep, and there are voices in the rooms on both sides, but no one comes out. Beyond the porch is an open courtyard with arches leading to the inner house on the left and right. There are also more than twenty nursing homes here that should be regarded as the City Lord's Mansion, and they are practicing weakly. They saw their own son, and they also saw the wind surrounded by the four men of the thin son.

Shengfeng lives on the street and feels that the eye-catching costume should not appear here, seeing that it was his own son-in-law who brought it over, I don't know what his son-in-law is playing, and the son's name is his father, and the nurses are not good at taking advantage of the son, they all ignore the shengfeng, and they don't flatter the son.

This courtyard should be the place where the city lord handles official business on weekdays, there is a row of barracks-style houses on both sides, and in the middle is the tallest building that can be seen in the city lord's mansion.

Sheng Feng no longer pays attention to the thin man, he can already see the person he is looking for, so there is no need to worry about these juniors, he is the golden knife ancestor Gu Jindao at this time. Walking past the thin boy without squinting, he walked up three steps to the door of the tall building facing the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, and separated his hands to the sides, and the gate more than three meters wide immediately opened to the maximum.

Inside is a bit of a big hall, nearly twenty meters long and wide, facing the deepest part of the gate, and there is a platform that is not very large, more than a foot above the ground. Sheng Feng didn't even think about going straight to the platform. There is a long table on the platform, and behind the long table there is a wide chair. The wind sits down on a wide chair that symbolizes power and status.

The thin boy's plan is to solve Shengfeng in the courtyard, his clothes are not only rotten and can no longer see the style, but also dirty and can't see the original color, even the firewood room of the City Lord's Mansion is not worthy of entering, and Shengfeng didn't need anyone to greet him to enter the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion. The Great Hall of Deliberation is not a joke, it represents all the majesty of the lord of a city, and the thin boy does not dare to be reckless in the Great Hall. Sheng Feng not only went in, but also sat on the throne of the city lord, he couldn't feel the power of the people around him, so calm, as if he was still waiting to serve him tea! Mu Tianyi on his back and the branch that he regarded as an artifact had been removed and placed on the long table in front of him because of the obstruction.

Shengfeng's move scared the thin man's cold sweat out, he didn't dare to chase in, standing at the door, pointing at Shengfeng's fingers trembled.

"You, get down for me, that's where you dare to sit, my dad will kill you when he sees it, and he will stain my dad's throne!"

Before Shengfeng came in with the thin boy, although the appearance of Shengfeng was indecent, with the thin boy, the courtyard didn't care too much, and no one stood up to expel the beggar Shengfeng. The thin boy was shouting, only to know that things were very different from what they thought at first, and more than 20 people rushed over, holding knives, guns and sticks in their hands, blocking the door of the main hall of the council, and the light shining into the hall from outside was blocked a lot by blocking the door.

Sheng Feng's calm posture didn't look like waiting for the city lord to summon him at all, but more like waiting for the city lord to come and meet him. This kind of behavior has never been seen in these nursing homes in their lives, and for a while, no one has the courage to break in and drive Shengfeng out.

The movement in the front yard, and the shout of the thin boy, someone had already passed the news to the backyard. Not long after the door of the main hall was blocked, the city lord knew that there was no big accident, and paced steadily from the backyard, slowly walking out with a domineering official authority. He was a cultivator, so he naturally didn't need some ordinary people to protect or cheer him on, so after asking about the situation, he waved his hand to dismiss the courtyard at the gate of the Great Hall, and sent his son away with him, leaving only the two men in their forties who came with him, and they couldn't tell whether it was a guard or a strategist who followed him into the Great Hall.

The lord of the city looks to be fifty years old, recuperating skillfully, with a brisk gait, and no obvious signs of fortune in his body, a very neat person. He is a cultivator, or the power of the five elements realm, this strength can't even be seen in the eyes of the wind. It should be limited by talent, even if his cultivation does not stagnate, it is not so easy for him to enter the Five Elements True Qi realm of a first-class master in this life.

The city lord led the two behind him to the middle of the council hall and stopped, still ten meters away from Shengfeng, and heard that it was a young man of the same age as his son, and if he had the courage to trespass into the council hall, it was to offend and despise him as the lord of the city, and to provoke his majesty. The city lord had already made up his mind, if Shengfeng couldn't say one, two, three, he would slap Shengfeng into meat puree.

Standing there, the city lord suppressed the thought of making a move. Shengfeng's age makes him disdainful, where is it the same age as his son, seeing that Shengfeng is still a little childish, it is to experience more, so that his face has more vicissitudes, it can also be said that his face is a little dirty, and he can reveal his original form by washing it.

The city lord didn't dare to make a bold move, not because of Shengfeng's age, Shengfeng's body inadvertently revealed a momentum that could only accumulate little by little if he had been in a high position for a long time. This kind of momentum has nothing to do with dressing, he has seen similar momentum in some masters, but it is not as natural as Shengfeng's body, he has been the city lord for more than ten years, and this kind of momentum is beyond the reach of him, and he wants to pretend to be a toddler in Handan, and he will only laugh and be generous.

There is one of the most important reasons that can stop the city lord, Shengfeng looks young, and the depth of Shengfeng has been observed since he saw it, but he has not been able to see through it. The city lord is a cultivator, he can see that Sheng Feng has the fluctuation of the five elements qi on his body, and he can't see the depth, of course Sheng Feng is also a cultivator, and it is very likely that the realm is deeper than him, which makes the city lord have to stand and think twice.

"The lord of a city, who has lived for dozens of years, doesn't he know at least hospitality?"

Shengfeng's voice is not high, and there is not much soul power fused into it, and every word is like a heavy hammer bombarding the city lord and the two strategists around him, which is not a very powerful soul, Shengfeng is now facing a cultivator of the strength of the city lord, with his realm, there is no need to make a hard move, just a soul attack, it is enough to make the city lord lose himself unconsciously, although it may not be able to kill him, it is easy for him to be powerless to resist and even go crazy.

At the moment, the city lord has not offended Shengfeng, and he still has the value of using Shengfeng, Shengfeng just wants to deter him and save himself some trouble, it seems that the effect is still very satisfactory. The city lord's face turned pale with convulsions, and he took a step back with his two men before he could stand still.

The lord whispered a word to the man on the left behind him, and the man bowed his head and retreated from the main hall. It didn't take long for a maid to come back with a cup of tea. The maid suspiciously followed the instructions of the city lord's eyes, stepped forward, and put the tea in the tray on the long table in front of Sheng Feng.