How much turmoil Lei Xu's death will bring to Ji Cheng, no one can be sure yet, everything that happened today is like a lingering nightmare shrouded in the hearts of every person who witnessed everything.

They were in awe of the powerful strength of the monsoon smoke, but they were also glad that the monsoon smoke did not kill innocents indiscriminately, and they could only warn themselves in their hearts not to provoke this lord, after all, no one wanted to follow in the footsteps of Lei Xu.

In addition to the monsoon smoke's shot, this time Yang Jian showed his might, which surprised Ling He and other guards, although Yang Jian was tall and mighty, but after being carved out by the monsoon smoke, he either went to the ore vein to mine every day, or the pestle remained motionless in his room, so that Ling He and they didn't expect that Yang Jian's combat power was so strong, more brave than their former warriors!

As a result, Yang Jian received many admiring eyes as soon as he returned to the mansion, and many guards surrounded him with enthusiasm, not to mention how affectionate they were when they called "Brother Yang Jian", but the high-spirited guards still wanted to drag Yang Jian to drink.

Ji Fengyan looked at Yang Jian, who was surrounded by everyone, and couldn't help but chuckle, "Come on, you all disperse, don't pit him, if this wood is soaked in wine, maybe mushrooms will grow." ”

was reminded by the monsoon smoke, and everyone suddenly realized that Yang Jian was not the same as them, and Yang Jian was afraid that he would not be able to drink this wine.

"Yang Jian, you come with me first." Monsoon Yan beckoned to Yang Jian, and Yang Jian followed with a wooden face.

Yang Jian had killed a lot in this battle, and he only knew how to follow the form of Ji Fengyan's orders, and he didn't have any worries, so after the first battle, although most of the blood stains were splashed on the scale armor, some mottled blood stains could still be seen on his hands and cheeks.

If this is not treated, when the blood soaks the wood, I am afraid that Yang Jian will really become a "big flower face".

Monsoon Smoke set out to clean up the bloodstains on Yang Jian's body, but fortunately, she dealt with it in time, and the bloodstains had not yet soaked into the wood to create Yang Jian, Monsoon Smoke's original purpose was only for mining, but now after Yang Jian participated in the battle, Monsoon Smoke realized the place that he had ignored before.

The wood used to build Yang Jian was really a little chilling, and Monsoon Smoke checked whether Yang Jian's body was defective, and thought about whether to change Yang Jian's body to a wooden high-quality body.

"That young lady ......" Ling He stood outside the door, sticking his head out of his head secretly.

"Huh?" After the monsoon smoke inspection was completed, Yang Jian was allowed to move freely, Yang Jian left in silence, and Ling He walked in.

"Miss, now that Lei Xu is dead, the people in the city estimate that they will soon know that you are the real city lord of Ji City, you see...... When are we moving? Ling He said.

Monsoon Smoke blinked at Ling He, "Moving? ”

"Yes, although this mansion is okay with our toss now, it ...... After all, it's a little dilapidated, and you are the city lord here, so you should move to the city lord's mansion. Ling He said decisively, it was rare for their young lady to cut through the chaos this time, and they didn't have to do it in one step?

Monsoon Smoke pursed his lips and waved his hand in disinterest, "Forget it." ”

"Huh?" Ling He was a little dazed.

"The City Lord's Mansion has lived for people like Lei Xu for so long, and even if I am invited to live in that place, I will not live there." Monsoon flue.