For the sake of a thousand taels of silver combined, the idle middle-aged Haogui acted as the guide and took Feng Jueyu to find the Ming family in a hurry.
"Hey, country bumpkin, seeing that you are in rags and can actually produce a thousand taels of silver, your master must have some background, right?"
The middle-aged Haogui was not stupid. He could see that Feng Jueyu, who was leading the horse, was a coachman, and the real master was sitting in the car. And the reason why he was willing to lead the way was because of the extremely luxurious carriage.
In fact, the middle-aged rich man can only be considered a small fortune in Zhongtian City, which is incomparable with the real rich and powerful. However, his eyesight is not bad. As far as he knows, the person who can ride in such a carriage must be of great background.
Feng Jueyu was not in the mood to chat with him, but just nodded and said "hmm" twice.
It's just that the middle-aged Haogui seemed to be born with a mouth that made him feel uncomfortable if he didn't speak. He was extremely angry when Feng Jueyu ignored him. In addition, he thought he was quite respectable in Zhongtian City, so he said this
For a long time, the owner of the car didn't show up, and he was even more angry. Once the conversation changed, there was nothing nice to say.
"You country bumpkin, you have two bad money guys and you still have to be quiet, and you don't even look at where this place is?"
After grunting, the middle-aged man said: "Let me tell you, don't talk much when you get to the field. I took you there for the sake of money? If you are seeking relatives, tell the truth and don't hide it. This is not your place."
In the countryside, be careful if you lose your head."
At this moment, Feng Jueyu was about to admire the foul mouth of the middle-aged Haogui. He didn't even ask who was sitting inside. Did he really think that Zhongtian City was so big? Damn it, if you piss off that guy inside, you won't be able to eat it.
Keep walking.
The carriage moved forward and soon came to a magnificent street. To say it was magnificent is not an exaggeration, because all the walls of this street from the street to the end of the alley were plated with gold paint. At noon
At this time, the brilliance refracted by the sun is far more dazzling than gold and silver treasures. The walls on both sides are carved with dragons and phoenixes. Feng Jueyu even saw a few fist-sized jewels on the wall, with jade inlaid on them.
Unspeakable luxury.
Even the walls are so luxuriously built that it goes without saying that the other end of the courtyard wall must be the Ming family's mansion.
It can be said that it is a big house. Feng Jueyu feels that it is several times more luxurious than Zhou Renguang's palace. Looking at the street with no people, there are guards wearing golden armor guarding not far away, which further confirms his idea.
This should be the Ming family!
Just as he was thinking about it, the middle-aged Haogui stopped Feng Jueyu and said, "Stop, get off the car when you get here and walk in."
"Go in?" Feng Jueyu said angrily, thinking that I am nothing, God knows if the person inside can do anything?
The middle-aged Haogui obviously didn't realize the fear in Feng Jueyu's eyes, and still boasted: "What's the matter? Are you not happy to let you get off? Look at what you are wearing, if it weren't for the sake of money, I would take it
Are you here? Let me tell you, if you are a dragon, you have to sit down, and if you are a tiger, you have to lie down. Don’t pretend to be a big clove of garlic, be careful that Ming’s private army will chop you up..."
The middle-aged man was high-spirited and spoke as if the Ming family belonged to him.
If he had left it alone, Feng Jueyu would have kicked him away. Unfortunately, Feng Jueyu has seen too many dead people these days. He no longer wants to see the scene of rivers of blood, let alone accidentally become
Xing Kun's accomplice.
"How about I ask?" Feng Jueyu for the first time did not have a quarrel with the middle-aged Haogui.
Before he could turn around, a man walked up to the street. He was an old man. His purple robes were clearly woven and made of high-quality materials. It would have cost a lot of money to buy just these clothes. The old man walked proudly.
From a distance, I saw a middle-aged noble man.
"Huh? Ding Tu, are you here?"
The middle-aged noble man's domineering and superior aura was out of control when he saw the old man. He greeted the old man with a smile: "Manager Lian, long time no see, please come and find yourself well."
Feng Jueyu carefully looked at the company commander, and found an aura on him that was not weaker than his own. Even though Feng Jueyu couldn't tell what the old man's cultivation level was, from a rough analysis, he was probably not lower than himself. Again.
Hearing his identity: General Manager, it seems that he has a lot of background.
The general manager of the Ming family is a more powerful character than Zhou Renguang.
"It's okay, it's okay." The old man came over with a smile like a spring breeze. When he saw Feng Jueyu, his expression changed: "Who is this?"
Ding Tu quickly cleared the relationship, shook his head and said: "Oh, Manager Lian, who is he looking for when he comes to the Ming family? I think he is from outside. Maybe he is a relative of some adult in the Ming family. He happens to be there if he has nothing to do.
They're coming."
Ding Tu tactfully concealed the matter of the thousand taels of silver notes, and then said to Feng Jueyu: "This is the Ming Mansion, and the person in front of you is the manager of Lian Yanglian. Can you tell him anything?"
Feng Jueyu suddenly realized, and hurriedly clasped his fists and said: "Manager Lian, hello, may I ask if Mr. Ming Dongcheng is here? I have something to see you, this junior."
Ding Tu saw that Feng Jueyu was wearing tatters and didn't even look at him, but later Feng Jueyu took out a thousand taels of silver notes to buy the relationship, which really surprised Ding Tu.
The reason why he brought Feng Jueyu here was simply because he took a fancy to the carriage and thought that if he was a relative of some important person in the Ming Dynasty, he could bring him here and build some connections in the future, so Ding Tu's
The attitude is pretty good.
But he never expected that the person Feng Jueyu asked to see was Mr. Ming Dongcheng.
What is Mr. Ming? He is a well-known master of the divine martial arts realm in Taixuan Continent, the helmsman of the first super family on the continent, a person who stomps his feet and stuns the entire Taixuan Continent three times. This kid like you can see him at the drop of a hat.
?
Ding Tu immediately regretted it. What if this kid bothered Mr. Ming with something serious, wouldn't he be implicated? After listening to Feng Jueyu's words, Ding Tu sweated and thought to himself, Damn it, if I had known it.
Don't mention giving me a thousand taels for this matter, even if you give me ten thousand taels, I won't come. Damn it, I hope this kid doesn't poke any huge holes, otherwise I will be finished.
Lian Yang was obviously much calmer than Ding Tu. When he heard that Feng Jueyu wanted to see Mr. Ming in Mingdong City, he just frowned and asked, "Excuse me, what do you do for me? What's the important thing to see the master of the palace?"
"This..." Feng Jueyu cursed in his heart: How the hell did I know, wasn't it all because of the devil in the car? He didn't tell me what he was here for.
Feng Jueyu didn't know how to answer, so he looked behind him for help, and then he regretted it. He thought that the guy in the car would explain his intention, but he didn't expect that the guy in the car was as arrogant as ever and didn't even open the car curtain.
He cursed directly: "Damn it, I'm not done with my chirping anymore. Where is Mingdongcheng's kid? Take me in quickly..."
As soon as these words came out, Lian Yang and Ding Tu were stunned at the same time. One was shocked and petrified in disbelief on the spot; the other's face was red and furious.
where is this place?
Ming family?
What does the Ming family do?
The number one super family in Taixuan has a status that is countless times higher than that of the emperor of the mortal realm. There are many masters in the Ming Dynasty, even if they are in the Tianwu realm. They have over ten thousand private troops and can withstand millions of armies.
Calling Ming Dongcheng, the leader of the Ming family, "little son" on the territory of the Ming family, could this man have grown a hundred heads by eating dragon's heart and phoenix's gall?
Even if it grows a hundred heads, it won’t be enough to cut off...
"Bold."
In shame and anger, Lian Yang yelled and accused: "Who are you? How dare you go to the Ming family's territory to run wild without even looking at what this place is? Are you impatient with your life?"
Lian Yang had never seen anyone who dared to go to Zhongtian City and call Mingdong City by his name, and he would never have thought that someone would call the master of Ming Mansion "little son". After this violent shout came out, the deserted street suddenly poured out of nearly 100 people.
There were more than twenty golden armored guards covered in golden light. Looking at the glorious golden armor, Feng Jueyu immediately felt that the value of this golden armor would definitely not be much lower than that of black tungsten armor. The people who appeared were all golden.
The shot is as dazzling as if it were coated with gold. It is the brilliance of the true essence of those who are at the middle level of Zhenwu Realm or above.
Even the gatekeepers are in the True Martial Realm, so the Ming family is indeed very powerful.
However, Feng Jueyu was still very worried, worried about these arrogant people who did not know whether to live or die.
So what if there is a powerful private army?
Facing that demon, Feng Jueyu didn't think there was any difference between them and a bunch of soft noodles. Forget it for himself, the Supreme inside alone was not something they could deal with. Pretending to be an elephant in front of Xing Kun was not seeking death.
What?
As expected, before Feng Jueyu could finish speaking, a sweat-inducing fire steamed up behind him. Across the carriage made of gold paint, everyone felt as if they were in a furnace.
If he hadn't been in another world, Feng Jueyu would have felt that he was standing next to Taishang Laojun's Bagua furnace, which was burning the true fire of Samadhi. At noon in midsummer, with this blazing and arrogant arrogance, it seemed that
Being in the hot magma flow, Feng Jueyu felt extremely uncomfortable as if his back was being burned.
After six months of getting along with each other, even though Xing Kun has been unwilling to reveal his cultivation, Feng Jueyu was still able to analyze from the few times he took action that this demon possessed seemingly god-like strength. A few balls of fire are nothing, if he
If you are willing, you can turn a martial arts family as powerful as Tianjian Mountain into ashes in ten breaths like last time.
Seeing that Xing Kun was about to take action, Feng Jueyu suddenly shouted: "Bold..."
This voice was much louder than Lian Yang's hoarse voice. Following this angry shout, Feng Jueyu jumped out without saying a word, raised his right hand and slapped Lian Yang back and forth on the face.
, these two slaps of Feng Jueyu used the power of Suzaku. Coupled with the long journey for half a year, his cultivation level has been improving day by day, and he has already reached the level of high-level Xuanwu Realm, directly beating Lian Yang with blood and teeth flying.
, his body spun around a few times and fell to the ground, immediately shocking everyone present...