Chapter 305: The Royal Mansion Armor

Looking up at the breath above the city, Beg walked into the city step by step.

After tens of thousands of years of wind and rain, the city wall of Taicheng is still the one when it was first built, the bronze city wall exudes a soft and heavy light in the sun, and traces of rune prohibition are faintly visible on every brick. As the capital of the first powerful country under the rule of Baiyun Xianmen, the strength of Taicheng's city defense can be several times stronger than that of Jidu, and non-heavenly immortals make it impossible for immortal weapons to conquer.

Don't staggered to make a prodigal appearance, and entered the city of Thailand from the city gate with a smile. When he entered the city, he found that the atmosphere here was not right, and the pedestrians and cars entering and exiting inside and outside the city gate were all in a hurry, all with panicked and even desperate expressions on their faces. The soldiers and officials guarding the city gate near the city gate were also worried like frightened birds, and they didn't even notice that such a big living person as Beg walked over.

Frowning and shaking his head, Bei Qi looked left and right after entering the city, just a carriage was waiting for guests near the city gate, Bei Qi beckoned to the rental carriage, and casually threw a piece of jīng refined gold over: "The best and most lively Qinglou in the city, send me over!"

Gold and silver, this is the currency that is common among mortals everywhere, and it is no exception in this Liyuan Star Domain, it is just a matter of how much it is worth. Don't beg to throw away this piece of gold is a pure gold nugget refined by the Jindan people with Danhuo, without impurities, a piece of gold ingot the size of half a catty, and the big man who was happy to drive the car smiled, and hurriedly drove the carriage to meet him.

Boarding the carriage and letting the big man drive the carriage forward, Beqi said lightly: "Remember, it is the best, but it is also the most lively Qinglou." Those who listen to the tune of the little girl playing the piano under the banana leaves in the unique courtyard, don't take me to the uncle. Lively, it must be lively, there must be a big lobby, a very big patio, at least a few hundred piáo guests drinking together and listening to a little song!"

The big man who was driving the car looked back at Beg in surprise, and hurriedly nodded and smiled: "Listen to your grin, the best and most lively, that is the Tibetan Sword Pavilion in Taicheng, this is the most lively, largest and best Qinglou." After a laugh, the big man smiled: "That kind of small courtyard with a single door, there are also in Taicheng, 'Yue yīn Xiaozhu', the girls in it are all first-class, all of them are Tianxiangguo, don't you really go?"

Beg shook his head, he really didn't go to that kind of clean and high-end place. Jiang Chengzi gave him the task of reviewing and finding out which of the eight princes of the ancient Thai dynasty was the best and most suitable to take over the throne. If you want to find out such news, you naturally have to go to the most well-informed place. Where else in the world is there a place in the world that is more lively and well-informed than that kind of big green building? That kind of private club-like place is not as good as he wants.

Sitting in the carriage, looking around through the window, a magnificent but dignified and simple Thai city with a bit of charm and elegance, even those shops selling firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea on the side of the street, do not beg to sweep their signboards, at least they are more than a thousand years of antiquities, it can be seen how long the history of these shops is. The stepping bricks and stones in front of these shops are carved with blue bricks, which is very elegant and has a special charm.

When I passed by a crude medicine shop, a young man in a green coat and a small hat went out to buy medicine. The boxes for packaging medicinal herbs in this crude medicine shop are all made of thin pieces of fragrant wood, and they are carved with herb patterns.

Nodding secretly, it is indeed the ancient dynasty that has been established for tens of thousands of years with the strongest national power on Baiyun Star, and the elegance and grace accumulated over tens of thousands of years are not comparable to a city like Jidu.

It's just that the pedestrians on the road, the shopkeepers in the shops on the side of the road, all have panicked faces, as if the sky is about to fall, and an uneasy atmosphere permeates the surroundings. Everyone is like an ant on a hot pot, uneasy in their hearts, disaster may come at any time, but no one knows where the disaster comes from and what kind of disaster it is. Everyone just passively waited, waiting for the calamity to come.

Frowning, Bei begged to the big man who was driving the car and shouted, "Trouble the brother to speed up." ”

The big man smiled and turned around and said, "Childe, don't worry, I can't miss your business." This Tibetan Sword Pavilion, although he is also open to welcome guests, but the good girls are resting, the Tibetan Sword Pavilion is also an ordinary restaurant and restaurant during the day, if you want to have fun, you have to wait until night!"

Is it a restaurant or restaurant during the day? That is the place with the most gossip, don't beg your heart moved, and another piece of gold smashed down: "Don't be wordy, uncle, what do I want, do you want you to make noise here? Send me to the Hidden Sword Pavilion, and when I get to the ground, I will reward you again!"

I got two large pieces of gold in a row, and it became a pound of gold, which was the income that this big man in Pingrì had not necessarily had in the previous year. The big man who was driving the carriage grinned happily, and with a wave of his whip in a hurry, he drove the carriage forward. The two black horses pulling the cart also seemed to feel the joy of their masters, and mustered up all the strength to gallop forward, with a crisp sound of hooves, and rushed forward along the avenue with Beqi all the way.

After walking forward for less than a cup of tea, a hoarse cry suddenly came from a fork in the road on the side of the road: "Dad~~~Mother~~~ Help!"

The screams and fights approached all the way, and it didn't take long to see more than a dozen armor soldiers wearing armor waist hanging tooth cards forcibly pulling a girl who was about twelve or thirteen years old, and was born as beautiful as a small jade bead pendant. The girl struggled and screamed frantically, but how could she break free from the hands of the two armorers who were holding her arms? Behind this group, a pair of beautifully dressed old men, supported by many servants and maids, cried and cried all the way up.

The big man who was driving the carriage hurriedly grabbed the reins and stopped the carriage, and his voice was fiercely filled with unconcealed horror: "It's the armor of the Eight Great Kings who came out to find a woman again?" Alas, Uncle Hu and his family have accumulated good in the past generations, but they have been passed down from generation to generation, so it is easy for this generation to have a son and raise an extra little daughter, why is it that they are taken a fancy to?"

The two old men staggered after this group of wolf-like armor soldiers with a group of servants and maids, and an angry roar came from behind them: "Lang Lang Qiankun, in broad daylight, you forcibly seize the people's daughters, even if you are the guards of the Eighth Prince's Mansion, you can't do such a thing without royal law." With this reprimand, a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in a robe, with a deep cut on his head, and his upper body covered with blood, carried a wooden pole, and rushed up with straight eyes, and rushed straight towards the armor soldiers.

The big man who was driving the car exclaimed: "Uncle Hu, their only son Hu Xin, he is a son-in-law who is studying, how can he survive the hands and feet of these people?

Before the words fell, Hu Xin's wooden pole had been raised high and slashed down at those armorers.

A royal warrior yīn smiled deeply, drew his sword casually, and slashed at Hu Xin's waist with a slash. Bai Yunxing's aura is only less than three-thirds of that of Wan Xianxing, so the cultivation speed of these martial artists is not as good as that of those martial artists of Wanxian Xing. The highest cultivation among these armor warriors is not the fire of the thirty-year realm of the day after tomorrow, and it is far less than the grand occasion when the ten thousand immortal stars are congenitally full of the earth and the peak of the day after tomorrow is as many as dogs. Rao is like this, the internal strength cultivation of the thirty-year realm is enough to deal with Hu Xin, a weak scholar.

Bei Qi shook his head, he flicked his fingers casually, and a gust of wind shuffled out, and the volley suddenly exploded into more than a dozen thin sword qi. The invisible sword qi tore through the air, bringing a small 'snort' sound. More than a dozen sneering armorers suddenly stiffened, and a transparent hole the thickness of a thumb was pierced through their temples, and blood and brains spurted out like a fountain.

All the armor soldiers fell to the ground together, and fell to the ground in all directions. Hu Xin, who was holding a wooden pole, trembled all over, stared blankly at the corpse on the ground for a while, and then rushed up, grabbed the frightened girl, and shouted loudly: "Dad, mother, look at the girl who is frightened!"

The big man who was driving the car shouted in panic: "It's over, it's over, Uncle Hu and his whole family are finished!" The eight kings are in charge of the 300,000 troops around Taicheng, and they are in a high position, and the armor soldiers in his palace have been killed here, and Uncle Hu and his whole family are finished!"

Don't beg to look at the big man who was driving the car in a daze, and asked like an idiot: "If the eight kings are so reckless, no one can cure him?"

The big man looked back at Beg and smiled bitterly: "Haven't you heard of the eight ......princes in power?" He looked at the corpses of the armor soldiers on the ground, and muttered in a low voice: "I don't know who killed them, but Uncle Hu and his family are finished." ”

Uncle Hu's family of four hugged each other and wept bitterly, while those family members and maids looked at the corpses of those soldiers in horror. The timid maids also cried together, and gradually, even the eyes of those housekeepers began to turn red.

Bei Qi shook his head, pondered for a moment, and then took out a token from the ring that represented the identity of the deacon disciple of the Baiyun Immortal Gate Discipline Hall, and threw the token out with a small trick. The heavy token fell on the ground in the middle of the family of four, and Beg said to them: "Hang the token in front of the house, and see who dares to touch a single hair of your house." Don't worry, this matter is over. ”

The eighth prince of the Gutai Dynasty, Bebeg, pronounced a death sentence on him in his heart, and this kind of person could not make him the king of a country.

The four members of the Hu family looked blankly at the palm-sized but dozens of pounds of heavy white jade tokens on the ground, on which countless white sè clouds were carved, and on the back was a figure of an old man dressed in Taoist clothes sitting cross-legged, and on the front were two lines of raised big characters - Deacon of the Baiyun Immortal Gate Discipline Palace!

The family of four all knelt on the ground with a 'coo' sound, and they kowtowed to the sky like garlic to thank the sky, and a relaxed smile was already on their faces. The prestige of Baiyun Xianmen is also heard by everyone in the Gutai Dynasty. This is the sect leader of the Gutai Dynasty, and most of the royal disciples of the Dynasty are disciples of the Baiyun Immortal Sect. The immortal chief of the precept hall came forward, not to mention the death of more than a dozen palace armor soldiers, even if the eighth prince was slaughtered, this matter would have passed.

Don't beg to shake his head, he was forced to show his token so quickly, and he was inevitably suspicious of startling the snake. However, the snake is the snake, he has never been a person who follows the rules. Who said that only the sons and grandsons of the Gutai Dynasty could be emperors? He saw that this Uncle Hu was a good person, and he could also be the emperor, and this big man who drove the car was kind-hearted and a good candidate for the emperor!

"Damn, I bumped into you, if you don't have a good bird, don't blame me for making a mess for you!"

His eyes were fixed, and he patted the big man who was driving the car hard: "What are you doing in a daze? Hurry, where is the Hidden Sword Pavilion? Uncle, I have used wine and food first, and I can have fun at night." ”

Beggar's facial muscles began to squirm slowly, and he adjusted his appearance slightly according to the secret method of changing his appearance after the theft.

Uncle Hu's family of four looked at Beg in shock, especially the beautiful and lovely girl, and turned their heads in disgust. Going to the Qinglou at noon to have fun, this kind of loser is really hateful.