"Wolf Pioneer, go and see if anyone is coming to assassinate me!"

Lying on the top floor of the attic, Ye Motian lazily looked at the whole picture of the Lion Camel Imperial City.

I feel that the people on the street have become ants.

The scenery is interesting to look at first, but it gets a little boring after a long time.

It's been several hours since I got back to Ju downstairs from the gambling house.

Not a single figure came to assassinate him.

Ye Motian couldn't wait.

"Your Majesty, at noon, what fool will come and assassinate you?"

Wolf Vanguard smiled bitterly.

"That's right, the sun is shining at this time, it's really not very good, if it rains, it's wonderful!"

Ye Motian looked at the sky and sighed.

It didn't take long for all of a sudden to fall under dark clouds.

There was a light rain in the sky.

There were a lot fewer people on the road for a while.

"I'm a god!"

Ye Motian was extremely intoxicated.

God is really enough to save face.

The wind was beating and the rain was falling to the ground.

On the long street, a figure suddenly appeared.

He was covered with a cloak and a hat on his head.

Hold a sword in your arms.

Even if the rain falls on the ground, it can only drip down the clothes.

The calloused right hand gently lifted the hat upwards.

Look at a large mansion not far away.

The words "Ju go downstairs" are clearly written on it.

"It's here!"

"Blood Sword!

On the street, a group of people suddenly came out.

Each was armed with a long sword.

Dress uniformly.

Apparently from the same place.

"Why didn't I dare come back?"

The Blood Sword laughed.

This smile actually made the scar on his face even more eye-catching.

That actually formed a strange word "blood".

"Ten years ago, you fell in love with someone else's bride.

Others don't follow.

In a fit of rage, you slaughtered more than 300 members of that family, more than 200 of whom were just ordinary people.

After committing such a crime, do you think the Golden Lion Army will let you go?"

In the crowd, it was Wang Zijun who came out.

He also wears a hat.

The rain kept splashing.

A faint light reflected his cold expression: "I've been waiting for you for ten years!"

You're finally back. ”

"Hehe, Wang Zijun, I'm afraid you don't know, I took the task this time.

How dare you make a move on me?"

The Blood Sword sneered.

"Kill!"

Wang Zijun didn't talk nonsense, waved his hand, and everyone killed the blood sword.

The sneer on the corner of the blood-dripping sword's mouth was even stronger.

The sword came out of its sheath, bringing up a bloody light.

......

"There's a lot of excitement over there!"

Ye Motian watched the fight in the rain.

One of them was holding a blood-dripping sword, like a ghost.

The rain on the ground was stained red with blood.

The Golden Lion Army was killed one after another.

Only Wang Zijun is supporting him to the death.

"It seems like an acquaintance, he won't die, right?"

Wolf Vanguard asked.

"I can't die, the old god stick is here!"

Ye Motian saw a familiar figure again.

Smiled slightly, giving up the idea of letting the wolf vanguard help.

Back downstairs.

At this time, there were still many customers in the store.

Because of the rain, many guests simply played mahjong here.

Anyway, if you pay, Ye Motian doesn't bother to care.

"Little one, get the old man a pot of your newly brewed wine, and four more appetizers.

Two meats and two vegetables!"

The old god stick has arrived.

"Little master, prepare meals. ”

Ye Motian came to the old god stick and stretched out his hand: "You must pay the spirit stone first."

Otherwise, I'm afraid you'll pay the bill. ”

"Is the old man the kind of person who pays his debts?"

"Your reputation for eating overlord meals has spread throughout the Imperial City, don't I know yet?"

Ye Motian said with a smile.

"The person who paid is outside, I'm afraid his life is not guaranteed, you have to save people!"

The old god smiled treacherously.

"Nima, count you ruthless!"

Ye Motian's eyelids twitched violently twice.

He is not afraid of others, but only this old god stick, he really can't afford to be angry.

"Wolf Pioneer, go and rescue Wang Zijun!"

Ye Motian gave the order.

"Yes!"

The wolf vanguard turned into a black shadow and disappeared into the rain.

When he returned, he carried a man on his back.

The injuries are severe.

It's as if there is only the breath coming out, and there is no breath coming in.

"It's miserable!"

Ye Motian sighed and greeted Chopper: "Chopper, it's time for you to appear, no matter what, I have to revive him."

It's okay to have missing arms and legs.

As long as you can pay. ”

"That's not good, Your Majesty!"

Chopper's forehead was full of black lines, and he hurriedly ordered the wolf vanguard to send Wang Zijun to his room for treatment.

"Stop!"

At this moment, a man walked in from outside.

The sword in his hand is still dripping blood.

In his indifferent eyes, there was a cold killing intent.

On top of the robe, there are also drips of rain.

"Put the coat and hat outside, don't stain our floor. ”

Ye Motian glanced at the person and said lightly: "The floor of our house is all mahogany.

It's expensive. ”

"Hehe, no one has dared to speak like that to my Blood Swords!"

The Blood Sword grinned, a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Mom!"

I don't know who shouted, Ye Motian found that many guests actually got under the table one after another.

Trembling with fear.

The Blood Sword smiled triumphantly.

Although he hasn't been back for ten years.

But the reputation is still so loud.

"You seem to be a very good guy.

But it doesn't seem to contradict me from letting you put your cloak and hat outside, right?"

Ye Motian said lightly: "Among the guests we entertain downstairs every day, there are generals, princes, princes, and strong people from all walks of life.

But you have to follow the rules of Ju downstairs!"

"What if I don't?"

The Blood Sword sneered, and the long sword in his hand was already pointed at Ye Motian.

"You're here to find ballast?"

Ye Motian suddenly showed a look of surprise.

Could this be the Assassin he had been waiting for?

"I know you have a powerful white wolf by your side, but in front of me, it's nothing at all.

I don't kill it because I like it. ”

The Blood Sword smiled: "You're right, I received a mission to take your head."

Is that okay?"

"Of course you can, but before you take my head, don't you taste the delicious taste of my chrysanthemum downstairs?

Make sure you want to eat it again!"

Ye Motian said with a smile.

Seeing this expression, the Blood Dripping Sword frowned.

I heard that this Chiyang Emperor had a bit of a problem with his brain.

When I saw it today, it was true.

When others heard the prestige of his blood-dripping sword, they were all scared.

At the very least, hide under the table.

When others hear that he wants to take the head of the other's neck, they will kneel down and beg for mercy.

Either run away in a hurry.

But this one is so calm, as if nothing happened.

If it weren't for the problem with the head.

He couldn't think of any other possibility.

"Okay, I'll just eat it, otherwise others will say that I'm afraid of you with my blood sword. ”

The Blood Sword found a seat and sat down.

Glancing at the menu, he said, "Let's have an upgraded version of the roast knife, and cut another pound of sauce beef!"

It's not too late to kill you after eating!"

"That's right, my head is on my neck, and I won't fly, but you, have a good meal.

Be a full ghost. ”

Ye Motian said with a smile.

(End of chapter)