Chapter Forty-Seven: The Clouds Fall
Polar Ice City, the Governor's Palace.
"Rubbish! It's all rubbish! TMD, what are these people doing in the Northern Province? Four hundred people, and a hundred soul masters in it, can they be slaughtered by at most three people for an afternoon without any news being released? These people are completely unalert, aren't they? Even a pig can smell blood, right? There is also a soul emperor, and his cultivation has been cultivated to the dog! ”
In the courtyard, a young man was scolding, and more than 20 people stood in front of him respectfully, with their heads bowed, and they didn't dare to come out of the atmosphere.
"Governor Lowe... I must warn you that these men came prepared, with soul guides that can block scents, so it will be too late for these caravans to run when they can see these murderers...", a young man in the group retorted with some disbelief when he heard the reproach.
Hearing this, Luo Yuanji was silent, and then glanced behind him, and the guard standing behind him suddenly instructed, beckoning the three of them to step forward quickly, and before the person who had just spoken out reacted more, he directly put on a soundproof hood, tied an iron chain, and then carried it and threw it into the lake not far away, the lake suddenly boiled, and some hideous-looking aquatic soul beasts devoured it in an instant like hellish ghosts, and even the iron chain was not left...
The whole process only lasted 20 seconds, and even the hood was soundproofed, and the man didn't even scream, a big living person was gone, and the lake calmed down again, as if nothing had happened.
Those present were accustomed to this, and it was clear that such a scene had happened many times, and although the Governor was young, he was not a young man without a city, and the purpose of scolding was often just to vent his emotions... Or to show them, at this time, they can only listen quietly, and there is only one end to interjecting and quibbling, and that is the chicken that is treated as a monkey.
After killing a person, Luo Yuanji seemed to be angry, took a sip of the tea served by the maid, and his tone calmed down: "Okay, I know that this matter has little to do with you, but after this incident, we can't follow the previous rules." ”
"In order to prevent this tragedy from happening again, I have decided to expand the military strength of the Governor's Palace, set up patrols on the roads, and each of your families will hand over one million gold soul coins as compensation for this matter, and at the same time increase the trade tax by one percent, as for the guy who spoke out... Remember to tell the family behind them to hand over 10 million gold soul coins. ”
Hearing this, instead of complaining, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
It's not terrible to collect money in the name of a clever name, after all, everyone relies on the Governor's Mansion to make money, and it is nothing to be siphoned off a fraction of the family's funds, if the governor doesn't want money, that's the real horror.
"Get out of here."
After saying this, Luo Yuanji waved his hand impatiently, and everyone immediately scattered, and there was no one in less than three seconds.
"Okay, Night Douluo, it's time to get down to business, who do you think did this?" Seeing everyone leaving, Luo Yuanji said to the air around him.
As the words fell, a figure in a black robe gradually emerged, and his voice was very hoarse: "Your Excellency the Governor has already made up your mind in your heart, so why bother asking me?" ”
Luo Yuanji did not answer directly, but picked up a warhead that was presented by his subordinates not long ago, ignored the blood stains on it, and played with it carefully in his hand.
The texture of this warhead is very sophisticated, only a hundred steels can have such a feel, especially such a small thing, it is even more troublesome to build, such a small piece, the cost will be fifty gold soul coins upward. @精华\/Shuge Error-free Debut~~
However, it took the life of a high-level Soul King powerhouse.
"Today, there is only one force producing this kind of thing, you and I both know it, but this kind of emerging thing is low level after all, and it is difficult to reach the hall of elegance, but now it has developed to the point where it can kill the soul king in an instant... I'm afraid that your career will be greatly hindered in the future. ”
"The Governor's words are true, but this is also a bit of an underestimation of our abilities." The black-robed human: "We have already investigated the source of these objects, they were developed by the disciples of Bibi Dong five years ago, but don't forget, she is just a child after all, and children are the most likely to be led into evil ways by us, even if they pay a heavy price, as long as they can pull her into our Eternal Night Council, it will be worth it." (This chapter is not finished!) )
Chapter Forty-Seven: The Clouds Fall
Yes. ”
"Heh, robbing people in Wuhun City, I really don't know if you are really powerful, or stupid..."Luo Yuanji smiled playfully, but didn't say much: "Anyway, you crazy people don't do big things once or twice, if you really anger the Wuhun Palace, I'm afraid we will all have to die together, I advise you to be a little more restrained." ”
"It's not a bother, Governor... Leave. The black-robed man waved his cloak, and his figure gradually dissipated into the air.
Luo Yuanji looked at the position where the black-robed man had just stayed, his face suddenly became gloomy, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and the white jade cup in his hand was pinched and shattered, but he didn't notice it.
"Sooner or later, the Council of Eternal Night..."
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Leng Xiyue didn't know that she had been targeted, but she also knew that her actions would definitely annoy some people, so she soiled the clothes on her body and blended into the crowd, letting Tianmeng lead the way. @精华\/Shuge*First update~~
With so many people, all of them were young and beautiful women, and sure enough, as soon as they approached the gate, they were quickly surrounded by a group of sergeants: "Stop!" What for? ”
Tianmeng sat on a snatched white horse, didn't look at them directly, just took out the waist card that Leng Xiyue gave her, and said arrogantly: "Wuhun Hall is doing things, you dare to stop it?" ”
Bibi Dong's waist card for Leng Xiyue is very high, equivalent to the level of the Soul Emperor, after all, it is not a real saint now, if it is a saint, there is a separate waist card, the level is above the ordinary Title Douluo Elder, this piece is just right for Tianmeng to hold.
"This..."Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, all of them are embarrassed, and no one dares to step forward again, for fear of offending the big man of the Wuhun Palace.
The sergeants who come to guard the northern frontier are basically the same as coolies, and the various salaries are also very low, just like being in prison, no one wants to provoke big people for the Heaven Dou Empire, and in order to have enough to eat, the military attachés above often let them do whatever they want, and they are almost like private soldiers.
Behind these military attaches are nobles, so even if the emperor knows what is going on here, there is nothing he can do, because even if he disposes of a few military attaches who will be elected by the nobles in the future, as for the emperor's own cronies, it is impossible to send them to the bitter cold land of northern Xinjiang.
The military attachés on the city wall also thought that this was an ordinary slave caravan, and of course they would not strictly stop it, and they surrounded it to ask for benefits.
But as soon as he saw that the other party took out the token of the Martial Spirit Palace, the military attache was immediately shocked, and hurriedly took his attendants down to Tianmeng, and said respectfully: "This lord, my subordinates are not sensible, I hope Your Excellency will not care, come on, quickly open the door and let this lord pass!" ”
With the hegemony of the Wuhun Hall on the mainland, who would dare to ask for benefits from them? The military attache on this border is also a sleek person, and the people of the Martial Spirit Hall are the plague gods in his opinion, and they will be sent away as soon as they are served.
"Hmph, count you as acquaintances." Tianmeng snorted coldly, and then with a wave of his hand, he led a group of people through the pass and headed south.
Chapter Forty-Seven: The Clouds Fall