Chapter 1171: City Lord's Meeting

Lin Feng and Qing Huangtian quickly caught up with Song Choujiu and the others. Song Choujiu asked what took so long. Lin Feng thought about it and told him what happened just now, focusing on the matter of the man in black. Song Choujiu's face changed slightly and he was a little shocked.

They were all familiar with Lin Feng's strength, but there was a man who was undefeated by Lin Feng and took him away from Lin Feng. Who was this man?

Bai family? Servant?

Song Choujiu seemed to have thought of something, and the light in his eyes changed slightly, but he didn't elaborate. He glanced at Qing Huangtian and sighed that if she took action, those people would probably not be alive. However, seeing her like this, she should be new to the world and didn't know too much.

Where did this girl come from? Where did Shura find the girl? What is the relationship between the two? A series of questions were generated in Song Choujiu's mind, but he was mature and steady and would not show his doubts, but continued to run towards the depths of Jingcheng.

Deep inside Jingcheng is the center of Jingcheng, and the center of the center is the City Lord's Mansion. The City Lord's Mansion is extremely lively, with many shops, hawking on the streets, and people selling slaves. People are put in cages and clearly marked with prices.

Lin Feng thinks this method is very barbaric, but it is other people's business and the bad atmosphere of Jingcheng. He has no right to change him, but he can just not get involved with it.

After entering the City Lord's Mansion, Qing Huangtian was happy but restrained a lot, fearing that she would encounter things outside. She was a little afraid of these teasing young men. Although her strength was enough to wipe them out, she was still very afraid when she first entered the world.

Lin Feng approached her and tried not to make her nervous. Qing Huangtian felt much more at ease when she saw Lin Feng's bright smile, and she was no longer afraid. She followed Lin Feng closely, and both of them followed Song Qiujiu into the depths of the City Lord's Mansion.

Soon, Song Qiujiu and his companions stopped. In front of them, these luxurious high-rise buildings stood on both sides. In the middle of the wide street, there were many blue-clothed disciples holding long swords, looking extremely fierce.

Jingrui, the leader, stood alone in the middle, watching the arrival of Song Qiujiu and others. Lin Feng was surprised, especially when he saw the city lord Jingrui standing here.

Lin Feng was glad that he had put the War God Sword into the Wuhun World, otherwise, he would inevitably cause a series of troubles, and even his identity might be exposed. Once such a situation occurred, the hope of the Earth and Gold God Ancestor would be dashed.

Now that he was wearing a mask and Song Qiujiu and others were covering up, it was estimated that the city lord Jingrui would not think of the relationship between Lin Feng and Shura even if he racked his brains.

"Haha, Jingrui, long time no see, haha." Song Qiujiu took the lead in extending his hands to hug him, his face full of cheerfulness, laughter everywhere, and the heroic atmosphere also made the whole street a lot happier.

Jingrui smiled and reached out to hug Song Qiujiu. The two were like old friends who had known each other for more than 100,000 years.

"Song Jiu, how are you doing?"

"Well, I'm doing pretty well, at least better than in Jingcheng, hehe". Song Qiujiu smiled, his tone was quite self-deprecating, and Lin Feng caught the change in his expression.

Jingrui didn't care about what he said, and continued to laugh: "When you unify the Barbarian Territory, I will go to congratulate you in person".

"Be careful with your words, if the other two leaders hear this, you are harming me!"

"Oh, Song Jiu is afraid of others?"

"At least, we need to be low-key, right?"

"Okay, you are low-key, I won't say much, go in, I have arranged for you to live in the mansion, this is a treatment that other forces can't enjoy, haha". Jingrui City Lord laughed and patted Song Qiujiu on the shoulder.

Song Qiujiu clasped his fist to thank, then waved and walked into the mansion with Zonghu and others. Lin Feng took Qinghuangtian's hand and prepared to go in. Lin Feng and Jingrui passed by face to face, Jingrui's face suddenly changed, and stared at Qinghuangtian with complicated eyes, and was shocked!

Spiritual Grade God Ancestor?

When did Song Qiujiu have a God Ancestor-level strongman under his command? And it doesn't look like Song Qiujiu's subordinates, but like... the woman brought by this masked man?

"Brother, please walk slowly!"

Although Lin Feng was alert in his heart and was afraid that Jingrui City Lord would shout, he finally stopped him. Lin Feng could only stand on the ground, and Qinghuangtian also stood.

Song Qiujiu had walked a long way, but when he saw Jingrui calling Shura and Qinghuangtian, he had to stop and then walked towards Jingrui again.

"What's wrong, Jingrui?"

"Song Jiu, who are these two?" Jingrui's face was full of curiosity, but in the depths of his eyes was a vigilant look. If Jingcheng had a God Ancestor, it would be a big deal, and it was a Spiritual Grade God Ancestor. If it wasn't handled properly, something would happen.

He had to be responsible for the people of Jingcheng, and he needed to check everything carefully. There must be no mistakes, or even the bloodshed of the college conference some time ago.

"Haha, look at my head, I forgot to introduce you, this is Brother Shura, this is Miss Qing Huangtian."

"Your friend?"

"Yes, a new friend of mine." Song Qiujiu smiled cheerfully, not realizing that City Lord Jingrui had a hidden meaning in his words. He believed in Shura and Qing Huangtian, but that didn't mean the latter also believed in them, especially with the God Ancestor.

"You come with me". Jingrui took Song Choujiu's arm and called him aside, a hundred meters away from Lin Feng. Then he raised the barrier to avoid being overheard by Lin Feng. This made Lin Feng smile bitterly, and Jingrui City Lord was no exception. Too much fuss.

"Song Jiu, I have to remind you, it's best not to bring in people who don't understand anything, to avoid mistakes." Jingrui's face was gloomy and solemn, and his eyelids were trembling slightly.

Song Choujiu's expression also changed, but it was an unhappy change. He said calmly: "Jingrui, you and I have been friends for many years, but you can't trust me?"

"I can't trust you, I can't trust them."

"But I can trust them. Brother Shura even killed the Clay Monkey and the White Wolf because I was not afraid of offending Lang Zhe. I must repay this kindness. In addition, Miss Qinghuang Tian is a powerful person at the level of a divine ancestor. A divine ancestor will have some influence on a divine emperor. What conspiracy? Jingrui, you are too cautious."

"Hey, I've done all the persuasion that I should have done anyway, it's up to you to believe it or not." Lord Jingrui sighed, knowing that Song Choujiu had a bad temper and could not change his mind immediately, so he could only let him go. Anyway, he had fulfilled his duty as a friend.

Jingrui waved his hand, signaling all the disciples of the City Lord's Mansion to return to the city, and ignored Lin Feng and the two again.

Lin Feng smiled helplessly, and then led Qinghuangtian to continue walking into the mansion. Song Choujiu glanced at Shura and Qinghuangtian suspiciously. They didn't have any intentions, right?

... Time passed little by little, and there were only a dozen hours before the Jingcheng auction started. It was already dark now, and the scenery above Jingcheng was pleasant. The setting sun gave people a sense of tranquility, compared to the barbaric realm. It's cruel and bloody, but it's much better here.

Now, representatives of many forces have come to Jingcheng. The representative sent by the Zhan Ling Clan this time is the ninth elder of the Zhan Ling Clan. Zhan Yuying is a woman and a strong person at the level of the ancestor of gods. Following Zhan Yuying, The one who came was the dean of the War Spirit Academy, the Ancestor of the War Spirit God.

The War Spirit God Ancestor was hurriedly killed by the Ice Spirit before. Unfortunately, he was also a person who was greedy for life and afraid of death, so he still retained the soul beads. Because of this, he was able to be resurrected for the second time.

The Jielong Clan sent the dean of the Jielong Academy, the Jielong Divine Ancestor. The other clan members did not appear, or they did not appear on the surface. However, in this huge auction, it is impossible that no important person would appear, unless the Jielong Clan I don’t want these precious treasures.

Representatives from Liyu and Qianyu also came to Jingcheng, but they all stayed in the inn of the City Lord's Mansion instead of in the City Lord's Mansion. Not everyone had the opportunity to live in the City Lord's Mansion.

Blood Territory also sent people to appear, but as soon as the people from Blood Territory appeared, they immediately aroused strong resentment among Jingcheng disciples, and they began to make things difficult for the representatives of Blood Territory. The representatives of Blood Territory could only beat their teeth and swallow it in their stomachs. Their domain lord has a grudge against Jingrui City lord.

It's really noisy. Jingcheng and Bloodland are millions of miles apart, but the leaders of the two forces have a deep hatred. It's really hard to understand and helpless to figure it out.

Late at night, Qianjin Caiyue returned to the city lord's palace and found Lin Feng and others. She was not in a good mood and asked many people in Jingcheng, but the answers were all surprisingly consistent. Lin Feng disappeared completely. He had completely disappeared. After being rescued, he never appeared again.

Qianjin Caiyue is becoming more and more disappointed. Is Lin Feng really so isolated from herself? Will it be difficult to see each other forever? She was in a bitter mood. Thinking back to her marriage and this Shura, she felt disgusted and hated Nihuang even more.

Lin Feng stood at the top of the pavilion, looking at the sky full of stars. The crescent moon hung in the sky, reflecting the cold luster and illuminating the entire war world, as if the earth was sprinkled with a layer of silver sand.

I just learned that people from the War Spirit Clan are already living in an inn outside the city lord's mansion, so since there is such a good opportunity, it is naturally impossible to miss it.

Hatred needs to be repaid with blood!

Tonight is destined to be a stormy night and will not be peaceful!

"The War Spirit Clan, I'll start with you tonight." Lin Feng laughed evilly, clenched his fists, and silently disappeared from the top of the pavilion, reflected in the long night.

Not long after he left, more than a dozen figures in black appeared on the pavilion. Looking at the direction Lin Feng left, the eyes of more than a dozen people became somber.

"The leader has an order to kill Shura."

"He killed the white wolf and the mud monkey, and insulted the leader. He deserves death!"

"Let's go, follow him and kill him if necessary!"

In the long night, not only Lin Feng was preparing to assassinate him, but there were also more than a dozen burly figures in black behind him, quietly following him, but staying far away from him, in order not to let Lin Feng find out.

A bloody killing is about to begin.