Wang Tao stared coldly at Shen Lang, who was hidden in the black mist. Suddenly, his mind moved, and he felt that this name seemed to have some resonance. He must have heard it somewhere.
"Take off your disguise, I want to see your true face, so that I can't find you in the future."
Wang Tao was afraid that he had fallen asleep and that when he came back, his body would be boiled alive.
Of course, being boiled alive is not what he fears most. What he fears most is being anally raped, which will ruin his reputation for life.
"Respect the law and decree."
Shen Lang's face changed slightly, but he still respectfully agreed. He naturally understood that the other party wanted to see his true face. Even if he remembered him and ran away together, he also knew who to chase?
Phew! The evil spirit must be repaid? This evil god really cannot always be by his side.
This reminded him of thousands of years ago, when he was still alive. He was the number one master in the empire, and he led with a sword in front of the emperor. He had to follow the emperor twenty-four hours a day, not more than ten meters away.
He would smell the smell of dragon excrement when the emperor went to the toilet, and even when the emperor favored his concubines, he would be on guard in front of the bed curtain.
At that time, he was one of the few people who had mastered the emperor's secret, and later he was almost intercepted and killed when he was about to leave the imperial city.
Short, small, infertile (typo), so every time he looked at the princes, his head was filled with questions. It wasn't until he saw the idle Eight Wise Kings that he suddenly realized.
Fortunately, because of his high martial arts skills, he was not intercepted and killed by the army.
From that time on, Shen Lang knew that being with a king is like being with a tiger, and he also understood the alienation and distortion that totalitarianism can have on a person.
Every totalitarian is a pervert, and throughout the history of the world, there is no exception, and this evil god in front of us is probably the same.
While Shen Lang was thinking, he gently removed his black robe, revealing a rather delicate face of a white-faced scholar.
His face is delicate and handsome, not as rough as his voice.
As soon as Shen Lang showed his true face, Wang Tao's face was stunned, because this person gave him a familiar feeling, as if they had seen each other for a long time.
Wang Tao frowned, thinking deeply about something and suddenly his face darkened.
It turns out that this man's eyebrows are somewhat similar to Shen Aobing's.
When he thought of Shen Aobing and Wang Tao, his heart ached, and he had no time to think about anything else.
I have been here for more than a year. I wonder how they are doing in Blue Star?
Shen Aobing, Shen Aoqing, Bai Wancheng, Yuan Ziling, An Ruolan, Tong Yue, Bai Xiangwei...
Thinking of this, Wang Tao's eyes turned red, and he thought of Mo Xiaoyu, whose life and death had not yet been determined.
call!
For a moment, Wang Tao's heart was filled with bitterness, and he wanted to look up to the sky and scream to vent his depression.
"I'll go first, you take care of this place."
Wang Tao sighed, and even his tone was a bit low. He held a kitchen knife in one hand and put it on the lantern with thousands of rays of light in his other hand. Suddenly, there was a not so strong suction force.
Wang Tao did not resist and let the suction force suck his mind in. Soon he appeared at the door of an escort agency.
Seeing that the Lord God had entered the dreamland, leaving only his sluggish body, Shen Lang's face relaxed, and he looked serious as he thought about the mission that the Lord God had given him.
Now that you have made a bet, is there any reason to regret it?
I hope this person can become a serious main god, right? He might ask me to be expelled from the Netherworld Division in the future.
With this hope in mind, Shen Lang was extraordinarily attentive and was bound to curry favor with this experienced master god.
Shen Lang made up his mind, then put on his dark robe again and sat cross-legged on the table. He had just fallen into trance, when suddenly his eyes suddenly opened and he looked to the sky in confusion.
After a while, there were several piercing sounds in the sky, and it seemed that someone was coming quickly.
"I am at the main gate of Dingling City in the Great Zhou Dynasty. I wonder which great master will stay here again?"
A loud sound came from the sky, and people in the inn immediately walked to the window and looked outside in surprise. They saw four or five figures standing in the sky in the hazy sky, all looking at the ground with a look of surprise. There are many huge fan-shaped ravines.
Hiss? What a terrifying method. It looks like it should be some kind of cultivation such as foundation building.
Unfortunately, the black void dissipated, leaving only a huge fan-shaped ravine about ten feet deep on the ground. Therefore, in the eyes of the city lord, this powerful man was nothing more than the early stage of foundation building.
The city lord's Qianxuan was in the early stages of foundation building. When he thought that this powerful man was almost as powerful as himself, he relied on the officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty and his expression suddenly became a bit arrogant.
As for the other cultivators behind him, they are all at the third level of Qi training and above, and they are all members of major families and officials. If anything happens, they will definitely help him.
Thinking like this, Qian Xuan's courage suddenly increased.
"Lord City Lord?"
Qian Xuan's voice was so loud that everyone within a ten-mile radius could hear it.
Liu Biao looked ecstatic when he heard that the Lord of the City had arrived.
He knew that the city lord and his second uncle were from the same sect. Without the city lord's permission, Liu Dalu, who was only on the third level of Qi training, did not dare to blatantly come to this inn to cause trouble for Zhengwei Escort Bureau.
"Lord City Lord! You have to make the decision for me! My second uncle Liu Dalu came from the Tianyang Sect, but he was beaten to death here."
When Liu Biao saw the city lord appear, he became stern and cried bitterly, accusing Wang Tao of his "crime".
When Qian Xuan heard that his fellow disciple was dead, he felt slightly uncomfortable, but his face showed no abnormality.
"Dingling City strictly prohibits immortal cultivators from fighting. Who is so bold and dares to break the law?"
Shen Lang heard the thunder rolling outside. He frowned and glanced at the Lord God worriedly, fearing that he would be disturbed by this reckless fool.
He used a magic spell to open a gap in the restriction, and his figure suddenly appeared above the inn's sky.
"Go away, don't disturb my master's practice."
He shouted low, and immediately no longer concealed his aura. His terrifying aura, like a sea and an abyss, came out of his body and swept towards the surroundings like a turbulent wave.
"Golden elixir?"
Qian Xuan screamed, his face suddenly turned ugly. He and the other people behind him looked at each other, and they could see panic and fear in each other's eyes.
"Senior, please forgive me. I am Qianxuan, the city lord of Dingling City in the Great Zhou Dynasty. I have offended you so much. I hope you don't mind me. Please be considerate... I didn't know that you are here..."
"I'll say it again, get away as far as you can, don't delay my master's practice."
Shen Lang's tone was so cold that Qian Xuan and others shuddered.
Damn it! I thought he was in the same foundation building stage as me, but I didn’t know he was a master of golden elixir.
And according to what he means, this powerful person in the Golden Core stage is just a slave.
hiss!
Then how could the master of this slave act so defiantly?
It’s broken!
Did you offend the Almighty today? Alas! Sure enough, after staying in this little city for a long time, I have long forgotten the nature of this world.
This is a world where strength is respected. How can there be any government officials from the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Great Tang Dynasty as the backstage?
As long as you are strong enough, even if you sacrifice the people of a city alive, the officials will only turn a blind eye. The worst is to find a scapegoat to quell the anger of the ants.
Qian Xuan's face turned bitter when he thought of this, and before he could speak, Liu Biao's voice sounded again.