Chapter 305: Imperial Army Soldiers

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Looking up at the aura above the city, Wu Qi walked into Taicheng step by step.

After tens of thousands of years of wind and rain, the city wall of Taicheng is still the same as when it was built at the beginning of the year. The bronze-colored city wall emits a soft and thick light under the light, and the traces left by the rune prohibition can be faintly seen on every brick. As the capital of the most powerful country under the rule of Baiyun Xianmen, Taicheng's city defense strength is several times stronger than that of Jidu, and it cannot be conquered without the help of immortal weapons.

Wu Qi swayed like a libertine, and entered Taicheng through the city gate happily. When he entered the city, he found that the atmosphere here was not right. The pedestrians and drivers coming in and out of the city gate were in a hurry, and all of them showed expressions of panic or even despair.

The soldiers and city gate officials guarding the city gate were also anxious like frightened birds, they didn't even notice that such a big living person as Wu Qi walked over.

Frowning and shaking his head, Wu Qi looked around after entering the city, and there happened to be a carriage waiting for guests near the city gate, Wu Qi waved to the rented carriage, and threw a piece of refined gold over: "The best place in the city The busiest brothel, take me there!"

Gold and silver are common currencies among mortals everywhere, and this is no exception in Liyuan Starfield, it's just a question of how much it is worth. The piece of gold that Wu Qi threw in the past was refined by Jindan Immortals with alchemy fire, it was a pure gold nugget without impurities, a piece of gold key the size of half a catty, the big man who was driving the carriage was so happy that he hurriedly drove the carriage to meet him.

Boarding the carriage and letting the big man drive the carriage forward, Wu Qi said flatly, "Remember, it's the best, but it also has to be the busiest brothel. Those who listen to the little girl playing the piano under the banana leaves in the private courtyard "Don't take me with you. Lively, it must be lively, there must be a big lobby, a big patio, at least hundreds of clients drinking and listening to ditties together! "

The big man driving the car looked back at Wu Qi in surprise, nodded hastily and said with a smile: "Listen to you, the best and most lively place is the Zangjian Pavilion in Taicheng. This is the most lively, biggest and best brothel." Sorry for laughing." The big man said with a smile: "There are also those kind of small courtyards in Taicheng. The girls in "Yueyin Xiaozhu" are all first-class. They are so beautiful today. You really don't want to go? "

Wu Qi shook his head, he really didn't want to go to that kind of clean and upscale place. The task Jiang Chengzi gave him was to examine and find out which of the eight princes of the ancient Thai Dynasty had the best character and was the most suitable to take over the throne. To inquire about such news, one must naturally go to the place with the best information. A place that is more lively and well-informed than that kind of big brothel? That kind of private club-like place is not what he wants.

sitting in a carriage,

Looking around through the car window, one can see a majestic yet upright and simple city of Tai with a bit of charm and elegance. Even the shops selling firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea on the side of the street, Wu Qi's spiritual sense swept over their eyes The signboards are at least thousands of years old, which shows how long the history of these shops is. The stepping bricks and stones in front of these shops are all carved with blue bricks, which are very elegant and have a special charm.

When passing by a crude drug dealer, a boy in a green coat and a cap happened to go out to buy medicine. The boxes for packing medicinal materials in this crude medicine shop are all made of thin pieces of fragrant wood, with flowers and flowers carved on them, which is the focus of the Baixing industry in Taicheng.

He nodded secretly, "As expected, it is the ancient dynasty with the strongest national power on Baiyun Star, which has been established for tens of thousands of years. The elegance and elegance accumulated over these tens of thousands of years cannot be compared with a city like Jidu.

It’s just that the pedestrians on the road and the shopkeepers in the shops on the side of the road all showed panic, as if the sky was about to fall.” An uneasy atmosphere permeated the surroundings. Everyone was like ants on a hot pot, feeling uneasy in their hearts. Disasters may strike at any time, but no one knows where the disasters come from and what kind of disasters they are. Everyone is just waiting passively, waiting for some kind of disaster to come.

Frowning, Wu Qi yelled at the big man driving the car: "Please hurry up, brother."

The big man smiled and turned back and said, "Young master, don't worry, I won't miss your business. Although he also opens the door to welcome guests during the day, the good girls are resting. The Tibetan Sword Pavilion is just an ordinary room during the day." Restaurants and restaurants, if you want to have fun, you have to wait until nightfall!"

Is it a restaurant during the day? That's where the most gossip and rumors are. Wu Qi's heart moved, and another piece of gold fell down: "Don't be so wordy, what do I want, sir, and you want to make noise here? Take me to the Tibetan Sword Pavilion, and I'm here." Land, reward you again!"

He got two big pieces of gold in a row, and a pound of heavy and fine gold. This is an income that this big man would not necessarily have in a busy year on weekdays. The big man driving the carriage grinned happily, waved his whip hastily, and drove the carriage forward in a hurry. The two black horses pulling the cart seem to feel the martial arts too The Young Zhou Royal Clan Martially Moves Qiankun General to Kill the Divine Throne at Night, Begging the Demons, Proud of the World, Nine Heavens, The Strongest Abandonment, The Young Zhou Royal Clan, God-Building General, Killing the Gods at Night, Seeking Demons, Proud of the World, Nine Heavens, The Strongest Abandoned Young Zhou, The Royal Clan Has Arrived at His Master Joyful, he rallied his strength and sprinted forward, with the sound of hooves resounding, he led Wu Qi along the road along the way.

After walking forward for less than a cup of tea, a hoarse cry suddenly came from a fork on the side of the abrupt road: "Dad m~mother~m help!"

Screams and fighting sounded as they approached, and not long after, they saw a dozen soldiers wearing armor hanging from their waists and hanging teeth, forcibly pulling a man in his early twelve or thirteen years old. The girl came over. The girl struggled and screamed frantically, but how could she break free from the two big soldiers holding her arms? Behind this group of people, a pair of richly dressed old people, supported by many servants and maids, chased after them crying all the way.

The big man who was driving the carriage hastily pulled the reins and stopped the carriage, his voice was suddenly filled with unconcealable panic: "It's the soldiers from the Eight Great Kings' family who came out to find a woman again? Alas, Uncle Hu's family has accumulated good deeds for generations. But it was passed down from generation to generation, it was so easy for this generation to have a son and a younger daughter, how did they fall in love with it?"

Two old men and a group of servants and maids staggered after this group of wolves and tigers, and an angry roar came from behind them: "Bright sky, broad daylight, you rob people's daughters, even if you are The guards at the Eighth Prince's mansion can't do such a lawless thing." Following the scolding sound, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth wearing a long robe with a deep gash on his head "was covered in blood all over his upper body. Holding a wooden pole, he rushed straight up with his eyes, and rushed towards the soldiers.

The big man driving the car exclaimed: "Uncle Hu's only son, Hu Xin, a young man who is studying, how can he survive the hands and feet of these people? It's over, Uncle Hu and his family are going to die!"

Before he finished speaking, Hu Xin raised a wooden pole high and slammed down on those soldiers.

A soldier in the back of the palace smiled sullenly, pulled out his sword, and slashed at Hu Xin's waist. The aura of Baiyun Star is only less than 30% of that of Ten Thousand Immortals." Therefore, the cultivation speed of these warriors is not as good as those of Ten Thousand Immortals. Among these warriors, the highest cultivation level is only 30 years after the day after tomorrow, and it is far from Wanxian. Immortal stars are born everywhere, and the day after tomorrow there are as many peaks as dogs. If so, thirty years of internal strength cultivation is enough to deal with Hu Xin, a frail scholar.

Wu Qi shook his head, he flicked his fingers casually, and a burst of wind shot out "in the air" and exploded into more than a dozen thin sword auras. The invisible sword aura tore through the air, making a "chi chi, thin sound. A dozen or so soldiers who laughed grimly suddenly froze, their temples were all pierced by a thumb-thick transparent hole, and blood and brains spurted out like a fountain.

All the soldiers fell to the ground together" and fell to the ground in a haphazard manner. Hu Xin, who was holding a wooden pole, was trembling all over. The girl shouted loudly: "Father, mother, look at how frightened this girl is! "

The big man driving the car shouted in panic: "It's over, it's over, Uncle Hu and his family are all over! The Eight Great Kings are in charge of the military power of 300,000 troops around Taicheng. , Uncle Hu and his family are finished!"

Wu Qi stared blankly at the big man driving the car" and asked like an idiot: "The Eight Great Kings acted like this, so no one can cure him? "

The big man looked back at Wu Qi and said with a wry smile: "My lord, haven't you heard about it? The eight princes who are in power..." After a pause, the big man's face turned pale, he shook his head and dared not speak more. Looking at the corpses of the soldiers on the ground, he muttered in a low voice: "I don't know where the masters killed them, but Uncle Hu and his family are ruined."

Uncle Hu’s family of four hugged each other and wept bitterly" while the servants and maids looked at the corpses of those soldiers in horror. All of a sudden, the timid maids also cried together, and gradually, Even the servants' eye circles began to turn red.

Wu Qi shook his head, pondered for a moment, took out a token from the ring representing the identity of the deacon disciple of the Baiyun Immortal Sect Discipline Hall, and threw the token out with a trick. The heavy token landed on the ground in the middle of the family of four, and Wu Qi sent a voice transmission to them: "Hang the token in front of your house, and see who dares to touch a hair of your family. Don't worry, this matter, that's all. passed."

The eighth prince of the ancient Thai dynasty? Wu Qi sentenced him to death in his heart, this kind of person, how can he not be allowed to become the king of a country.

The four members of the Hu family stared blankly at the palm-sized but heavy white jade token on the ground, engraved with countless white clouds rising. Two lines of raised characters ~ Don't be the deacon of the Temple of Discipline of Baiyun Xianmen!

The family of four knelt down on the ground with a bang. They kowtowed like garlic to thank the sky, with relaxed smiles on their faces. The prestige of Baiyun Xianmen was also heard by everyone in the Gutai Dynasty. This is the suzerain sect of the Gutai Dynasty, and most of the royal children of the dynasty are disciples of the Baiyun Immortal Sect. With the presence of the Immortal Head of the Temple of Discipline, not to mention the death of more than a dozen royal soldiers, even if the Eighth Prince was slaughtered, this matter is over.

Wu Qi shook his head, being forced to reveal his token so quickly, he might be suspected of scaring the snake. However, let's startle the snake, he Wu Qi has never been a person who follows the rules. Make him anxious, who said that only the princes and grandsons of the ancient Thai dynasty can be emperors? He thinks that Uncle Hu is a good man, and he can also be an emperor. The big man who drives the carriage has a kind heart, and he is also a good candidate for the emperor!

"Damn it, I hit you. If you don't have a good bird, don't blame me for making you mess up today!"

With his eyes fixed, Wu Qi patted the big man driving the car vigorously: "What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up, where is the hidden sword pavilion? Sir, I've eaten the wine and food first, so I can have fun at night."

Wu Qi's facial muscles began to move slowly, and according to the secret method of changing his appearance in the stolen scriptures, he slightly adjusted his appearance.

Uncle Hu's family of four looked at Wu Qi in astonishment, especially the beautiful and lovely girl, they turned their heads away in disgust. Going to the brothel to have fun in the middle of the day, this kind of prodigal son is really hateful to the extreme.