Chapter 11: The Temple of the Martial Gods

King Wu couldn't see any other look in his calm eyes, and suddenly disappeared, and a majestic voice came from the ears of several people: "Take him to the Martial God Hall later, and this king will wait for him there!"

Princess Ziyue and the others were shocked, it was really unbelievable that a small Fengchu Realm monk could get the attention of the Martial King and allow him to enter the Martial God Temple, which symbolized the power center of the Northern Evil King City. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After Princess Ziyue agreed, she ordered to the woman in green, Xiao Lu, "Xiao Lu, wait until the handover is over, bring a few of them over!"

Then Princess Ziyue and the other four princes and eldest lady left through a special passage that symbolized power!

In the field, Qin Mu had been paying attention to the location of the Martial King, and after seeing him leave, he put away the storage bag and long stick weapon on Hou Ji's body, and then wanted to leave!

At this time, the supervisors on the side also woke up from their shock, no longer had the same condescending attitude as before, and said unusually politely: "Little brother, congratulations!"

At the same time, he took out a swarthy cloth bag in his hand, and it turned out to be a storage bag.

"This is?" Qin Mu asked with some doubts.

The middle-aged man saw the sincerity in Qin Mu's eyes, and it seemed that the other party really didn't understand, so he explained: "This is the rule of the Colosseum, as long as you are competing in the Colosseum, the winning side can get one-tenth of the income of this Colosseum ticket, this is your income, a total of seven hundred and fifty-four lower grade spirit stones!"

And such good things!

Qin Mu secretly laughed in his heart, he didn't expect that just killing one person could wait for so many spirit stones, it seems that the Heaven of Sin is not as ruthless as imagined, at least their rules are more enforceable, regardless of whether they are rich or poor, they treat everyone equally.

However, this system can also be seen to be a way to make a profit in the Colosseum, encouraging people to participate in more competitions and attract everyone to watch, which will bring business, of course, the more viewers the better, after all, the more people, the more the owner of the Colosseum earns, otherwise there is no space, and it is a waste not to make money!

For the people of the Colosseum, this way is almost a sure way to make a profit!

In this way, it can also ensure that all those who want to compete come here to the greatest extent, as long as they are sure of winning, they can get the corresponding reward, but it is very rare to get so much at one time like Qin Mu, after all, this small trapped beast battle in the Fengchu Realm is also the reason for occupying the right time and place, if there is no Hou Ji's identity in front, coupled with the call of Princess Ziyue, how can they attract so many people to watch the battle.

Before Qin Mu could thank this person, the woman in green suddenly fell in the air, Xiao Lu!

Explaining the intention, Qin Mu couldn't help frowning, he didn't expect to attract so much attention on the first day of coming here, and from the words from the woman's mouth, it seemed that the emperor of this royal city wanted to see him, which was obviously of great significance, and I am afraid that it had the closest relationship with the Four Kings Competition!

However, when he decided to kill Hou Ji, he was already ready, he didn't feel the slightest surprise, just sorted out his thoughts a little, and followed Xiao Lu! Because he didn't want to involve Gu Liu and the others, he didn't call them, but just gestured to him with his eyes and asked him to wait outside.

After walking through the long streets and receiving the baptism of the strange gazes of the people who walked by, it took half an hour for Qin Mu to follow Xiao Lu to the inner city. The inner city is equivalent to a city within a city, where the most powerful group of people under King Wu live and the center of power in the royal city!

Entering the inner city, the flow of people here is obviously much less, and there are either rich and noble people in it, or martial arts people who are important in the royal city, otherwise they won't be able to get here!

Soon, the two of them came to the door of a huge hall, and by the time they arrived, the five of Princess Ziyue had been waiting for a long time!

Qin Mu first met the only person he knew, Princess Ziyue, and then after her introduction, he met the big names with extraordinary status one by one, but because he had also seen too many powerful and powerful people in Jiuwang Mountain, he didn't feel any discomfort, the only thing that always made him not like it very much was that they were all looking at him with colored glasses one by one, just like those monks in the Qin Mind Realm or the Tengyun Realm Huiyang Realm in Jiuwang Mountain.

After getting acquainted, the five of them took Qin Mu into the atmospheric and simple Martial God Temple, the real power center of the royal city!

Entering the main hall, at a glance, I saw a total of six people among them, the first person in the hall to sit is naturally a majestic Wu Junwang, standing next to him who thought that the middle-aged scholar with two gray temples was full of anger, a white robe added a bit of dusty temperament, deep eyes like the sea are his most attractive place, people unconsciously want to take a few more looks, and there is a deep meaning of being in it!

There are two people sitting on each side below, one is awe-inspiring, one has eyes like an eagle, one is as strong as an ox, and one is extremely handsome, each of them has their own characteristics, and they can be distinguished at a glance, they are Wu Xie, Lu Qing, Kuang Li, and Xiao Qi. These four people are four of the top ten generals under the throne of the Martial Monarch of the Northern Evil Realm, and they are also notorious evil generals in the eyes of the world.

The five Purple Moon Princesses stood by their respective fathers' sides, and only Qin Mu was left in the middle of the wide and majestic Martial God Temple, baptized by everyone's sharp gaze like a needle!

However, he had long been accustomed to this kind of gaze, so his heart bowed his head and remained silent.

After a while, King Wu glanced at the white-robed middle-aged man next to him lightly, and the man smiled slightly, already understanding his thoughts, coughed lightly, and said, "Xiaoyou, don't you introduce yourself?"

Qin Mu didn't look up, he calmly bowed over and bowed: "Little Hewen, meet your lords!"

There was silence in the field again, and the white-robed man smiled slightly, still politely saying, "He Xiaoyou has nothing to say?"

"No!" Qin Mu was still calm as usual, and replied without moving. It's really a treasure of words.

The white-robed man walked down the stairs, and said in a loud voice: "Okay! Since He Xiaoyou has nothing to say, let the old man talk about it!"

Deliberately glancing at Qin Mu, who was standing with his head down, the white-robed man walked in front of him and stopped, and said, "I don't know where the storage bag on Xiaoyou's waist comes from, can you explain a thing or two to the old man?"

As soon as these words came out, Qin Mu obviously felt that the several gazes that fell on his body suddenly became much colder and heavier.

However, he didn't expect the other party to ask this question suddenly, and his brain was running quickly: "The proceeds of killing!"

"Oh?" the white-robed man suddenly snorted, listened for a moment, and then suddenly asked, "The old man has something that I can't figure out, I wonder if Xiaoyou can solve a puzzle for me?"

"Excuse me, the little ones must know everything!"

The white-robed man suddenly raised his voice and asked, "I don't know why Xiaoyou is in a crime, but he can kill the people of Jiuwang Mountain?"

Qin Mu's body couldn't help but tremble, although it was very subtle, but in the eyes of these powerful voids, it was simply a shocking flaw. Qin Mu was silent for a long time, wanting to know what he had done wrong, why he could know that this bag was from Jiuwang Mountain through a storage bag.

His eyes were fixed on the brocade on his waist, and he suddenly saw the subtlety, and the inconspicuous foot of the brocade actually had a triangle of nine mountains connected together, which was the symbol of Jiuwang Mountain.

At this point, the explanation is already futile, and looking at the other party's posture, I am afraid that he has already discovered himself, and Gu Liu and Ziguang Wolf, who came with him, are obviously also monitored according to the behavior of these people.

Silence is the best option at this time.

The white-robed man asked if he still knew what to expect, so he slowly returned to the side of the Martial Monarch, and said no more, the next thing is the matter of the Martial Monarch!

King Wu stood up, and the momentum of a generation of kings was vividly displayed, and he said majestically and domineeringly: "This king asks you, what is your name?"

Although the sound was not loud, it fell in Qin Mu's ears like a morning bell and a dusk drum, exploding violently!

Qin Mu was so pressed by this momentum that his breathing was a little short, his body couldn't help but droop a little, his head was sweating profusely, and his eyes showed struggle, and finally gave up, let out a long breath and continued: "Qin Mu!"

A fluttering word, but it made everyone around take a long breath, like a person who had abandoned for a long time, suddenly could breathe, and felt endless comfort.