The sorcerer rule of the Viet Thanh Kingdom has lasted for hundreds of years, and after years of accumulation, such a rule does not allow for any provocation. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Let's go, let's go, the farther we go, the better!"

The witch lord of Wenyu Town, Catale, roared angrily, on the one hand, he accepted the other party's love and survived, but on the other hand, because he no longer had any ability to resist, his natal Gu was dead, and he lost most of his witchcraft, unless he was disgusted with his long life, and he took the initiative to provoke this guy who could kill Grirlang with one finger.

The town of Brute Yong, who was following Catale's next to the witch, was at a loss for a moment, and they bluffed a few times, not even daring to take a step forward.

"Okay! I'm sorry!"

Li Xiaobai finally realized that he seemed to have stabbed the basket again, and he really didn't mean it!

A small number of the barbarians who participated in the attack on Wenyu Town committed suicide on the spot, and most of them were scattered, and the remaining seven or eight barbarians finally made a difficult choice.

"Avenge the Witch Lord!"

"Fight with him!"

"Anyway, it's death, it's a death in battle!"

These people knew that they would definitely die after they went back, so they copied their weapons and rushed towards Li Xiaobai with a strange roar.

Li Xiaobai just glanced at them lightly.

The sword qi hissed, and Yuan Yang's sword shot back.

A pile of neatly cut corpse pieces fell to his feet, blood and broken internal organs spread out on the ground, and the bloody gas in the air became several times stronger.

Frightened, Catalé and the barbarians of Wenyu Town around him all changed color, this foreign guy was so cruel that the living people were like slaughtering chickens and dogs, and they were disintegrated in the blink of an eye.

Li Xiaobai shrugged his shoulders, and Shi Shiran left.

"Wait!"

But just a few steps away, Catale suddenly stopped Li Xiaobai.

"Huh?"

Xiaobai turned around and looked at each other suspiciously, he saw that he was a little entangled.

"Outsiders, you'd better report to Qinglan City, I'll try my best to help you with the matter here. ”

Considering the death of Ge Lilang, it is not only himself who has obtained the good, but also Lord Wu Zunzhongwu, although the other party violated the rules of Yue Qingguo, Catalas can't do anything to take revenge.

"Hehe, thank you! By the way, where is Qinglan City?"

Li Xiaobai nodded, not taking the faint warning in the other party's words to heart at all.

People are killed, all the baskets are stabbed, and they still care what those who have and don't do.

"Twenty miles to the southwest!"

Catale smiled wryly and pointed the way for Li Xiaobai.

Qinglan City is the city of Wu Zun Zhongwu, and only there, you don't have to worry about the direct pursuit of Mota Zhongwu.

Li Xiaobai found an ownerless horse from the town, turned over directly, and walked away in the direction that the witch said.

Catalé did not lie to him, and after walking about twenty miles, a large city appeared in front of him.

"Outsiders, you have to pay taxes when you enter the city!"

The gatekeeper bravely carried a thick bony weapon and stopped a man and a horse.

Except that the horses are a local breed with short bodies and thick legs, this moon white shirt is obviously incompatible with the black barbarian clothing of Yue Qingguo.

"How much?"

Li Xiaobai took out a bunch of copper coins, ready to pay some kind of tax on Laoshizi, and when he heard the other party's tone, he knew that he was bullying outsiders.

In order to be able to enter the city smoothly, he didn't want to make more trouble, and he didn't plan to deal with these little minions.

In addition to Fengxuan's own gold and silver coins, the Kongfang copper coins of the Dawu Dynasty were also considered hard currency among the surrounding neighboring countries that did not have their own currency.

In a barbarian country like Yueqingguo, in addition to the copper money trade, in many cases, bartering accounts for a large proportion.

"The entry tax for locals is 10 yuan, the poll tax is 10 yuan, the entry tax for foreigners is consistent, and the poll tax is consistent!"

The one at the head was brave and shy, looking like he was doing business.

Hearing his words, the other savages laughed proudly, and today they have caught a fat sheep.

The black barbarians who entered and exited the city gate nearby all cast sympathetic glances at Li Xiaobai.

The king of Hades is good, the little ghost is difficult, the current official is not as good as the current official, these barbarians are also a tyrant at the gate of the city, not only extorting money, but also meeting beautiful barbarian girls, and even going forward to take advantage of some meat and vegetables.

"Shiguan!

Li Xiaobai casually threw out a silver ingot with the appearance of almost ten taels, which is worth ten yuan, because the exchange ratio between copper coins and gold and silver is not fixed, if it is exchanged for copper coins, this ingot and silver ingots are probably more than ten yuan.

Don't look for money because these barbarians are covered with fishy flesh, and God knows if they have washed their hands, it's really dirty and disgusting.

Rich, capricious, trench!

The heavy silver smashed into his hand, and the brave leader of the gate couldn't help but feel stunned.

But he soon came back to his senses, and when he saw that the stranger was about to enter the city gate with his horse, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he immediately rushed forward and stopped the other party again.

"I'm sorry, today's rules have changed! Outsiders have a 100 yuan tax on entering the city, and a 100 yuan tax on the head of the city, ouch!"

A large ingots flew in and smashed the brute leader to the ground.

The silver ingots on duty of two hundred guan can be stoned to death, in fact, this brute leader does not eat or drink for a lifetime, and those salaries may not be able to make up two hundred guan.

The minions guarding the door looked at each other, today they really met a high roller, one by one, showing joy, if the two hundred yuan is divided, everyone can have a good year with good food and drink this year.

However, no one expected that the brave leader holding the big ingots still refused to give up, and continued to block the way of one person and one horse.

"Wait, the foreigner has a 1,000 yuan tax to enter the city, and a 1,000 yuan tax ......."

Burst!

With a flash of the sword, the brute leader's head fell from the bone of his neck.

Immediately frightened by the other barbarians, there was a burst of screams and shouts at the city gate, and the barbarians who entered and exited the city gate fled in all directions, for fear of being implicated.

"Slut!"

Li Xiaobai took back the Yuanyang sword stupidly, two runs, two hundred runs, two thousand runs, endlessly adding up, this is not extortion, but public robbery!

If it continues like this, the gap of people's greed will be difficult to fill, and millions of people may be able to call it out.

The tiger is not powerful, is he really a little white?

I didn't bother to pick up the two hundred pieces, so I should throw them to this bastard as a coffin book.

"Nien is dead!"

"Go and tell Uncle Zuo!"

Hula suddenly, the gatekeepers who reacted scattered as birds and beasts, and threw down the iron bones on the ground.

Li Xiaobai didn't care, and led the horse to the city.

When foreign monks enter the Yue Qing Kingdom, they need to report to the nearest Dacheng Witch Lord, and Catale's reminder is also to maintain the rules of the wizard rule of the Yue Qing Kingdom.

Wu Zunzhongwu, who ruled Qinglan City and several surrounding towns, lived in the Witch Lord's Mansion in the center of Qinglan City.

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