In front of the Red Powder Pavilion, the five giants of Zhu Yucheng gathered here except for the Red Powder Pavilion Lord Hongyi and the Imperial Soldier Workshop Shopkeeper Mo Jing, at the previous auction, Zhu Ning City Lord and Huang Xing were also present, and they were very curious about the sudden appearance of the 'Fuyao King', and they were able to get close to each other at this time, and both of them showed a humble color.

"Your Highness, young hero, the villain admires him very much, why don't you go to the cold house to talk about it?" Zhu Ning, who was thin but shrewd, smiled at Yu Qingwu.

As soon as his words fell, Huang Xing beside him raised his eyebrows, and said angrily: "Lao Zhu, this is not right, Your Highness should go to me first!" After a pause, he immediately changed his smile and said to Yu Qingwu: "Your Highness, did you say it?"

"I'm the city lord, I should do my landlord's friendship first!" Zhu Ning retorted.

"I'm still the shopkeeper of Daxing Auction House!" Huang Xing said with a pout.

Seeing that the two of them were fighting more and more fiercely, and even had red faces and thick necks, and there was a big fight, Yu Qingwu smiled bitterly and said: "Don't fight anymore, I will leave Zhu Yucheng tomorrow, it's getting late today, and I still need to pack some bags, so I won't go to any of you!"

He knew very well that the reason why these two people would tie himself up like this was nothing more than to enter the Great Xia Dynasty through himself, and he didn't want to have anything to do with these two people, but he couldn't offend these two local snakes, so he could only find an excuse to refuse.

Hearing Yu Qingwu say this, the two immediately shut up, lowered their heads and thought for a while, then said with a wry smile: "Since His Royal Highness has made up his mind, the villain will no longer force it, if His Highness has any needs in Zhu Yucheng, you can send someone to inform you, and the villain will spare no effort!"

"Then thank you two in advance!" Yu Qingwu smiled, and in the sound of the two of them saying 'don't dare', he boarded the carriage of Jin Rice Bowl, and then Jin Buchou also followed.

After grinning at Zhu Ning and Huang Xing, the remaining golden shopkeeper stepped into the carriage with his head held high like a victorious general. When Zhu Ning and Huang Xing invited Yu Qingwu, he was extremely nervous, for fear that Yu Qingwu would be invited away by the two, and then he would lose the opportunity to become a king. Fortunately, Yu Qingwu refused, so he had a chance!

Today is definitely a bumper harvest day for the Jin shopkeeper! Although he has lost a lot of spirit stones, he has also received the guarantee that the Jin family is the most likely to inherit the head of the family, and he has also obtained a peerless opportunity to befriend the world's number one young king! On the way back to the Golden Rice Bowl Inn, his mind was full of longing for the future, and the smiles on his face along the way were endless, which caused Jin Buchou to despise it again and again.

After returning to the Golden Rice Bowl Inn, Yu Qingwu went directly into the room and instructed anyone not to disturb, which made the golden shopkeeper's wishful thinking fall short in an instant.

In the room, Yu Qingwu sat cross-legged on the bed, and the peerless killing sword was laid flat on his legs, and he began to cultivate. The main reason why he started to cultivate as soon as he returned to the inn was that he didn't want to see guests, he could even think with his toes, or it wouldn't be long before a large number of people would gather outside the Golden Rice Bowl Inn!

In fact, it is true, as soon as Yu Qingwu entered the room on the front foot, a group of people gathered downstairs in the golden rice bowl, all of them vying to meet the young king.

The golden shopkeeper blocked the door with his huge body, and said to a large group of people outside: "Everyone, His Royal Highness King Fuyao is resting, you better not disturb him!"

"You say yes, that's it?"

A middle-aged man with a meaty face snorted, squinted at the golden shopkeeper with a bad complexion and said, "Isn't it that you are making your own assertions, and you don't let me wait to meet Your Highness, so that you can pat Your Highness's ass alone?"

"That's right, let's go in, we're going to meet Your Highness!"

"Say anything today, you have to see the Fuyao King, you have to get out of the way!"

The crowd chattered endlessly, scrambling to get into the inn. However, everyone didn't dare to be too presumptuous, after all, the Jin shopkeeper was the chief shopkeeper of the Jin family in Zhu Yucheng, and if he offended him, it would be equivalent to offending the Jin family who were rich in the world.

"What yelling, yelling!"

In the commotion, Jin Buchou came downstairs, he walked to the side of the Jin shopkeeper with a calm face, and sneered at the large group of people outside: "It's really my Jin family to bully, right, one by one standing in front of my house and the ghosts are roaring, believe it or not, Lao Tzu let the dog bite you?"

Seeing a young man come out and reprimand angrily, everyone was immediately speechless and took a step back, for fear that the group of thugs raised by the Jin family would come out. However, the meaty-faced man who was the first to speak at the beginning stepped forward again, looked at Jin Buchou with a look of disdain and said, "What kind of thing are you, can you represent the entire Jin family?"

Hearing the man's words, Jin Buchou was stunned for a moment, then pushed away the golden shopkeeper who wanted to be angry, walked up to the man, and said with a smile on his face: "What did you just say?"

"I said you ......"

"Smack!"

Before the man finished speaking, Jin Buchou slapped him and slapped it, the crisp sound was extremely loud, and a clear five-finger print quickly appeared on the man's right face.

"Beat me to death!" Jin Buchou sank into the water and commanded. As soon as he finished speaking, several shadows rushed out of all around, and then a huge and terrifying momentum descended out of thin air, forcing everyone to retreat.

When everyone came back to their senses, they found that five or six people in black and gold-rimmed robes had inexplicably appeared and surrounded the man with a face full of flesh, and his fists and feet fell like a dense rain, and suddenly the roar of killing pigs reverberated throughout the street.

Boom!

A few suddenly appeared masters grabbed the man with a meaty face and beat him to death, punching and kicking, all of which were insignificant, and the man had no strength to fight back at all, and he could still wail a few times at first, and slowly even lost his voice. The people around him immediately retreated, looking at Jin Buchou one by one, as if looking at a demon.

"That's it!"

After hitting for half a pillar of incense, Jin Buchou waved his hand, and the few people shook and disappeared out of thin air, leaving only the 'poor man' who was paralyzed on the ground like mud.

Jin Buchou smiled, walked up to the man and squatted down and smiled: "Uncle, does it hurt?"

"Woo grunt......" the man said in a whisper, and then raised his head with a force, only to see that his nose was blue and his face was swollen, his whole head was swollen, and his eyes, which were still quite large, were only a slit left at this time.

"Drink ......"

Leng Buding saw this miserable face, Jin Buchou was directly frightened and fell to the ground, and when the golden shopkeeper helped him up, he raised his foot and kicked the person who was no longer human, and said viciously: "Damn, scared Lao Tzu to death!"

After retreating from the inn, he turned around abruptly, looked at the group of people watching the excitement and said with a sneer: "What, you also want to try if I can represent the Jin family?"

"No, no!"

Everyone hurriedly waved their hands, and there was a living example in front of them, where could they not guess that Jin Buchou's status in the Jin family was extraordinary, and he could actually command the Jin family master hidden behind the Jin rice bowl.

"Then what else to see, let me go as far as your thoughts are!" Jin Buchou roared, and those people immediately spread their feet and ran away, for fear that if they took a step slower, they would become the next man with a meaty face.

After such an episode, no one dared to stay in front of the Golden Rice Bowl Inn, clamoring to go in and meet King Fuyao. However, Jin Buchou, the notoriety of this unknown young master of the Jin family, who has a large background, spread throughout Zhu Yu City.

In the city lord's mansion, there are only two people in the huge hall, one is the city lord Zhu Ning, and the other is the young city lord Zhu Liancheng. The father and son sat in separate places, both with their heads bowed and thinking about something.

After a long time, Zhu Liancheng raised his handsome face, looked at his father and said, "What is the origin of that kid surnamed Jin, who dares to be so rampant in Zhu Yuancheng, and has he taken our Zhu family in his eyes?"

Zhu Ning, who was sitting on the first seat, squinted at his son deeply, shook his head and said, "It must be a descendant of the Jin family, otherwise Jin Xiong would not be humble in front of him like a dog." ”

"Humph!"

Zhu Liancheng stood up, his face sank like water, and said: "Even if it is the heir of the Jin family, what can he do whatever he wants on our territory?" After a pause, he looked at his father and said in a deep voice: "Dad, you don't know what to do, at the auction, that kid must have used some means against me, so that I am still powerless."

With that, he clenched his fists. After returning from the auction, he found that his strength had plummeted by two or three percent, and during this time, except for being lightly touched by Jin Buchou's right arm, there was nothing unusual, which made him have to point the problem at Jin Buchou.

Hearing his son's words, Zhu Ning frowned, and said in a deep voice: "You'd better forget about this matter, don't make any trouble with that kid, otherwise our Zhu family will suffer a catastrophe, and the strength of their Jin family is definitely beyond your imagination!"

Zhu Liancheng's face was ugly, he looked at his father's back, a cold color flashed in his eyes, and he muttered: "I, Zhu Liancheng, have never suffered a loss, and I want to act as if nothing happened?" Then, he went directly to the wing, the residence of those who took refuge in the Zhu family.

......

The moon rose and the moon set, and when it was three o'clock on the second day, Yu Qingwu withdrew from cultivation, and then knocked on the door one by one, calling Jin Buchou, Zixu and others out.

Zilu and the others have been cultivating, and they were woken up to nothing, but Jin Buchou was sleeping, and was suddenly woken up by Yu Qingwu from his dream and immediately said with an unhappy face: "It's not dawn, gather to catch ghosts!"

Yu Qingwu shook his head and said, "Didn't you say yesterday that you were going to leave Zhu Yucheng today, now the time is just right, and you can't meet anyone!" After speaking, he picked up Jin Buchou, who was still half-asleep and half-awake, and walked downstairs.

Although Zilu and the others didn't understand why Yu Qingwu wanted to set off so early, they still followed, but everyone looked at the eye-catching golden sword behind him, wondering why he hadn't seen him for a day, and Yu Qingwu had such a sword similar to the Xuanyuan Sword on his body.