Chapter 282: Meeting the Emperor
In the eyes of everyone, no matter what the cause of this conflict is, it has developed completely out of control, and a major war is inevitable.
The two Red Eagle Guards died, and the vultures could not retreat under the watchful eyes of the public, and they must seek justice.
Otherwise, not only him, but even the entire Red Eagle Guard will lose their reputation in the royal city in the future.
Now the attitude of the bearded man is like adding fuel to the fire.
Vulture and Red Eagle Guard have no reason to back down.
In fact, contrary to what everyone expected, the vulture was in a dilemma at this time.
"Where did Mu Dongqing get this top-quality spirit weapon, it's really abominable!"
The vulture scolded secretly, and there was a touch of imperceptible jealousy in his eyes.
Although he is the chief commander of Chi Jiuwei, for so many years, he has never obtained a top-quality spiritual weapon.
If according to normal circumstances, the two sides are fighting, and he is holding the bearded man, and the other Red Eagle Guards can easily suppress the blue-shirt cultivator.
But now, the bearded man suddenly took out a top-quality spiritual weapon...
His strength was already weaker than that of the bearded man.
Coupled with this top-quality spiritual weapon, the vulture is even less the opponent of the bearded man. If it really starts, the outcome is unpredictable.
At this moment, Bai Yuhan opened his mouth and said, "Two commanders, if you both fight in the royal city because of a trivial matter, causing panic and the king is to blame, I am afraid that both commanders will not be able to escape punishment."
The bearded man and the vulture confronted each other, their swords drawn, and at this time, Bai Yuhan was the only one who was qualified to speak.
The atmosphere between the two sides eased a little.
Bai Yuhan continued: "I have a suggestion, the two commanders each take a step back, and immediately go up to meet the emperor, and leave it to the king to deal with it."
Hearing this sentence, the bearded man and the vulture both breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed.
"I'm OK."
The vulture man sneered and spoke first.
In his opinion, as long as he meets the Son of Heaven, the bearded man will definitely be punished, and this blue-shirt cultivator cannot escape death!
The bearded man put away his weapon, nodded, and said, "Yes."
Bai Yuhan clasped his fists and said, "It's so good, I'll go ahead and report this to the palace."
After speaking, Bai Yuhan turned around and left, turning into a stream of light, disappearing in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.
The vulture's gaze twitched on the bearded man and Su Zimo, and a sneer flashed in his eyes, and said, "Let's go, on the top of the palace hall, the sky is mighty, I see what you can say!"
The bearded man smiled and didn't answer. He turned to face Su Zimo and asked in a low voice, "Sir, what else do you ask?"
"Hold on."
Su Zimo came to Xiao Ning.
"elder brother……"
Su Xiaoning frowned lightly, with a worried look on her face, her slender hands subconsciously grabbed Su Zimo's sleeves, not daring to let go, she was about to cry.
"Why are you crying?"
Su Zimo smiled slightly, stretched out his palm, and rubbed Su Xiaoning's head dotingly, messing up all the long hair on her forehead.
When he was a child, Su Zimo liked to mess up Xiao Ning's hair.
Every time, Xiao Ning would be furious and chase Su Zimo.
The two chased and fled, ran across the lawn, and crossed the stream, until they were all sweaty and exhausted, and they fell to the ground regardless of their appearance. Not only were their hair messed up, but their bodies were covered in dust and embarrassed.
At that time, the two brothers and sisters would look at each other and laugh again, and even if they were reprimanded by their elder brother at home, they would still enjoy it.
Now, when Su Zimo made this move, he originally wanted to divert Xiao Ning's attention, but unexpectedly, Xiao Ning cried even more miserably, and was unable to cry.
Su Zimo said softly, "Don't worry, I can't die."
"Humph!"
When Yang Yu of Qingshuang Alchemy Pavilion heard this, he couldn't help sneering, looked at Su Zimo sideways, and said, "Do you think you can come out alive when you walk into the palace?"
Su Zimo's eyes widened, and a suffocating aura suddenly burst out, as if with a strong bloody aura, making people tremble!
Yang Yu's breath was suffocated, and the few words that had just reached his mouth were swallowed again.
The bones on the ground are not yet cold, and the blood is still warm, who dares to provoke people who dare to kill in the royal city?
Su Zimo patted Xiao Ning's shoulder and said firmly, "Go back and wait for me first, and I'll come out to pick you up in a while."
Seemingly feeling the confidence in Su Zimo's tone, Su Xiaoning stopped crying and asked in a low voice, "Really?"
"Yeah!" Su Zimo nodded.
On the other side, the vulture came to the cultivator of the True Fire Alchemy Pavilion and said solemnly: "You all go back now and inform the cultivator of the True Fire Sect with the most status and prestige in the royal city, like Elder Zhang from the True Fire Item Refining Workshop and others, Let them all go to the pilgrimage to see the Son of Heaven!"
"As ordered!"
The cultivator of the True Fire Alchemy Pavilion understood and turned to leave.
The vulture looked sideways slightly, looked at Su Zimo not far away, sneered, and said, "Boy, your only support is Mu Dongqing, but I tell you, no one can save you today!"
Su Zimo looked calm and fearless, and said lightly, "Don't talk too much."
The bearded man, Su Zimo, and Vulture set off and walked towards the Wangcheng, and soon disappeared in front of everyone.
"If you meet the Son of Heaven, this blue-shirt cultivator can't escape death. If Commander Qing Falcon wants to protect this person from death, he will be implicated."
"Well, although both sides are the commanders of the king's city guards, on the other side, there is also the existence of the real fire gate. If many elders and real people in the real fire gate come forward to put pressure on them, even the emperor of the Zhou Dynasty will have to sell his face."
"That's right. It's impossible for Da Zhou Tianzi to offend the entire Zhenhuomen for a foundation-building cultivator. Hehe, not everyone is Mr. Mo, and they can win by fighting with the Zhenhuomen."
The crowd lingered for a long time, and there was a lot of discussion.
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"Mu Dongqing, where did you get that top-quality spiritual weapon?"
On the way, the vulture asked a seemingly random question.
The bearded man was silent.
There was a gloomy look in the vulture's eyes, and he said faintly: "Recently, there is no news of the auction of the highest-quality spiritual artifact in the Tianbao auction house. And your highest-quality spiritual tool is actually a hammer, which matches you exactly, as if someone is doing it for you. Tailor made in general!”
After a pause, the vulture asked slowly, "Mr. Mo custom-made this hammer for you, right?"
"So what is it, what is it not?" The bearded man turned his head and asked with a half-smile.
The vulture said proudly: "If you can help me recommend something, and let Mr. Mo also customize a top-quality spiritual tool for me, I will let you go today. Mu Dongqing, you have no chance to win today!"
As soon as the words fell, Vulture felt a little bit sideways, only to see Su Zimo looking at him with a strange expression, and there seemed to be a hint of playfulness in his eyes.
This kind of look makes the vulture feel disgusted.
The vulture smiled and said coldly: "Boy, when you fall into my hands, I will dig out your pair of eyeballs first, so that you can see enough!"
Hearing this, Su Zimo smiled lightly and said, "It's interesting."