Chapter 1033 He Yuan's Anger

The next moment, the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth twitched slightly, he took a step forward, followed behind the old man, and walked three or four times towards the city.

"This He Wu dared to take this kid to the Luojing Inn to rest. Isn't he afraid that the city lord will settle accounts with him?"

"He Wu, this old guy, is just an old guy who plays with the wind. He must want to get something from this kid by doing this!"

"That's right, although this kid's cultivation is only at the early stage of the Heavenly King, his strength has already surpassed the late stage of the Heavenly King. This He Wu just wants to benefit from this boy!"

"He Wu has never been a good person. I don't think he did this to get anything from this kid, but more like wanting to claim credit in front of the city lord!"

...

Watching Mo Wentian leave with the old man He Wu, a group of figures with different expressions started to discuss in an instant.

"Boss, this old guy really has a problem!"

Listening to the voices of discussion, Xiaojiao became more determined in his heart, and secretly sent a voice transmission to Mo Wentian.

"No problem!"

"Let's see where this old guy is taking us!"

How could Mo Wentian not have heard those discussions.

At this moment, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed brightly, and the arc of the corner of his mouth became more intense.

"Boss..."

Xiaojiao was full of doubts in his heart, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything!

A quarter of an hour later, Mo Wentian and others followed He Wu to an inn.

"Benefactor, this is the best inn in our source city, Luojing Inn!"

"please!"

At this moment, a cold light flashed in He Wu's eyes, then he looked at Mo Wentian and said politely.

"Um!"

Mo Wentian just hummed lightly, with an extremely indifferent expression on his face.

Then he stepped out and walked directly towards the Luojing Inn.

"Benefactor, in order to repay your great kindness, I will help you pay the rent for your Luojing Inn today!"

"This is my little thought, please don't refuse the benefactor!"

He Wu watched Mo Wentian walk into the Luojing Inn, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

With the hand on the back, a rune shining with purple light appeared, his eyes shrank suddenly, he stretched out his hand and pinched it hard, and the rune shattered instantly.

The dazzling purple light disappeared instantly.

"This old guy, the emperor has already given him a chance!"

"He is so dishonest!"

He Wu's every move was completely known to Mo Wentian, and Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold.

And at this moment, in the city lord's mansion of Yuancheng, which is opposite to the Luojing Inn.

In an incomparably luxurious hall.

The lord in the center of the hall sat on a middle-aged man, and in the middle-aged man's arms, he was embracing two women with incomparably enchanting figures.

"My lord, I will wait for you today!"

"My lord, um..."

...

One after another coquettish voices resounded through the entire hall.

"My lord, something is wrong!"

At this moment, a figure appeared at the door of the hall.

Seeing this scene in the hall, the disciple's head lowered instantly, and his eyes frantically dodged.

"roll!"

The voice of cold drinking came, and with a wave of the middle-aged man's hand, the disciple who came to report the letter at the gate of the main hall flew upside down.

The disciple who reported the letter was just a small early stage king, how could he bear the anger of the peak powerhouse of the king.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

His face was even paler without the slightest trace of blood.

"My lord..."

The disciple who reported the letter stood up reluctantly, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but before he could speak, a cold and stern voice came again.

"Don't get out, do you want to die?"

Hearing this, the disciple who reported the letter swallowed the words on his lips, and walked towards the outside of the hall in a scrambling manner.

"Buzz..."

At this moment, a voice sounded in the middle-aged man's mind.

"My lord, Junior Brother He Qi is dead. The person who killed Junior Brother He Qi has been imprisoned by me in the Luojing Inn. Please come quickly, my lord!"

Hearing these words, the eyes of the middle-aged man were full of astonishment.

The next moment, when he came back to his senses, a terrifying murderous intent rose in his eyes.

"My lord, what's the matter with you?"

"Come on, Lord City Lord!"

...

Watching the middle-aged man's expression change drastically, the two enchanting figures stretched out their hands to pat the middle-aged man's chest, their voices were full of coquettishness.

"You all get out!"

"roll!"

The middle-aged man punched directly on the main seat, and the main chair was instantly smashed to pieces.

Those two enchanting figures, at this moment, seemed to be running away, leaving the hall quickly.

"who is it?"

"Who dares to kill my Qi'er?"

"Bump..."

There was boundless anger in the eyes of the middle-aged man. On the main hall, with his punches and punches, everything was shattered.

The lord of Yuan City, He Yuan, has no children of his own, only this nephew, He Qi. In He Yuan's heart, He Qi is his son.

Even, he has already thought about it, after he enters the three cities of Tiandixuan, this source city will be handed over to He Qi.

All his hopes were placed on He Qi. Over the years, he had put a lot of effort into He Qi.

But He Qi's talent is not high, even though all the best artifacts and elixir in Quanyuan City were given to him, his cultivation base still has not broken through to the late stage of the king of heaven.

Outside the main hall, a group of Yuancheng disciples looked extremely astonished.

"What's wrong with the city lord? Why is he so angry?"

"Haven't you heard? Brother He Qi was beheaded!"

"That's impossible? Didn't Senior Brother He Qi say to go to the gate of the city to inspect it today? In Yuan City, who would dare to touch him?"

"It's true, and I've also heard that it was a boy whose cultivation level was no more than the early stage of the Heavenly King, who beheaded Senior Brother He Qi!"

...

Outside the main hall, countless figures gathered and couldn't help discussing.

And in the hall at this moment.

"It doesn't matter who you are? It doesn't matter what your cultivation is?"

"If you dare to kill my Qi'er, you must die!"

The eyes of He Yuan, the lord of Yuan City, were extremely fierce, and his voice was even more icy cold.

In the next moment, He Yuan's figure flashed and disappeared directly into the hall.

After a few breaths, when the figure reappeared, it was already in front of Luojing Inn.

And at this moment, in the inn, in a Tianzi room.

Xiao Jiao's figure circled into a ball, and in his body, hovered a figure, that figure had already been strangled into a twisted shape by Xiao Jiao.