What appeared in front of everyone was a middle-aged man, not tall, but his eyes were majestic and imposing. At the same time, the aura of pressure emitted by him far exceeded that of everyone present.
"City, lord!"
All the people in the market bowed their heads.
The owner behind Donglun City Market is the Lord of Donglun City. However, the Lord of the City does not usually come here, and he will leave it to the servants. Unexpectedly, he happens to be here today.
Mu Feng and others trembled, and they knelt down on the ground in a hurry: "City Lord forgives the crime! The common people deserve to die."
If it were someone else in the market, they would dare to resist.
But facing the city lord of Donglun City, he was a Jindan monk. He could kill them with just one finger. Under the suppression of absolute cultivation, any fancy scheme was a bliss, so Mu Feng and others didn't even dare to escape, so they hurriedly knelt down and apologized.
"I have the courage to make trouble in my market and even hurt my people."
Wan Hong, the lord of Donglun City, stared at Mu Feng and others with a sneer.
He happened to come to the market today and something happened. The strong spiritual energy suddenly surged out alarmed him, so he came over and happened to see Mu Feng and others injured the guards in the market and wanted to escape with the spirit stone.
Mu Feng was sweating all over his body. Under the pressure of the golden elixir, he was very panicked, but after all, it was the casual cultivator who climbed up from the bottom, and he also had the ruthlessness and mind that ordinary cultivators did not have. He gritted his teeth and said, "City Lord, it was our spirit stone that was stolen by these two people. We chased them here. Who knew that they would suddenly throw out the spirit stones? In desperation, we made such a stupid move. The city lord spared our life. We are willing to forgive our sins and dedicate all the spirit stones here to the city lord."
He was lucky in his heart, knowing that a big man like Wan Hong would really have the heart to ask about the following chores, so he took the lead in making arguments and pushed all the spirit stones in front of Wan Hong, hoping that Wan Hong would take preconceptions.
Wan Hong squinted his eyes and looked at the pile of spirit stones. Although there were many, most of them were inferior. He might not care about a golden elixir, but he was better than nothing.
"Master Lord, they are the ones who framed us. Mu Feng, you are so despicable. These spirit stones are obviously ours." Arqiong shouted.
Mu Feng sneered and said, "You? Look at the cultivation level of the people. What ability do you have to save so many spirit stones? Do you still dare to lie in front of Lord Wancheng?"
He just made up his mind that they would bite the undead spirit stones. After all, compared to it, it was completely a fantasy to collect so many spirit stones in the early stage of Qi refining and the other to build a foundation.
Several people around him also spoke, and they bit the undead spirit stones and were stolen by the traitors.
Arqiong was originally straight-hearted and not good at sophistry. He was so angry that his eyes turned black. He said sternly: "This is the spirit stone that Sister Arong has worked hard for so many years. You are just greedy for spirit stones, but you have to attack Arong. I will never let you go with vicious heart."
As he said that, Ah Qiong rushed towards Mu Feng and slashed.
"You dare to do something in front of me!" A cold snorted, bang!
Arqiong screamed, his bones broke and fell to the ground. Wan Hong took action. No matter which side of the spirit stone was, it was already his in his hands. As for these people, they were all ants, and he would kill whoever he quarreled.
"Ajun!" Arong rushed over.
Holding Ah Qiong who was dying, he used his remaining magic power to continuously perform healing techniques, but blood continued to pour out from Ah Qiong's mouth. She looked up sadly and angry: "As the city lord, how can you not distinguish between right and wrong? You only believe in one side!"
Wan Hong's eyes turned cold, and he was just refining Qi, but he dared to contradict him... Hey, suddenly his eyes moved and waved his hand. Arong only felt a chill on his face, and the blood and dust disappeared, revealing his clean face.
Wan Hong's eyes lit up slightly.
"What a beautiful woman."
The higher the level of a monk, the more he is, the less emotional and six desires he will be, and he will focus on his cultivation. However, this does not include low-level monks. For example, Wan Hong can act as a mighty person in Donglun City, and his talent is not very high. Basically, his cultivation has reached its peak and he will indulge in various enjoyments.
Women are certainly one of them.
He has countless women in Donglun City, but they are still rare with such beautiful people in front of him. The majesty on Wan Hong's face turned into gentleness, and fell beside Arong, and smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if a small misunderstanding, she can't die. I am the city lord of Donglun City. I see that you are a qi-refining monk and you are bullied outside. It's better to go with me to do things in the city lord's mansion. No one dares to bully you in the future."
After hearing Wan Hong's words, Mu Feng and others felt cold.
Wan Hong is actually an old man. After seeing Arong's appearance, his attitude immediately changed, and it was over.
After hearing Wan Hong's words, Arong not only did not have a hint of joy, but her face turned pale. She lowered her head, picked up Ah Qiong, and stepped back step by step: "No need, thank you for your kindness in the city lord. I still have something to do, so I will take it back first."
Suddenly the void sank, as if a mountain was coming. Arong couldn't even move a finger. He heard the gloomy voice from Wan Hong behind him: "Have I asked you to leave?"
Wan Honggui is the lord of Donglun City, but he did not expect a small Qi-refining cultivator to refuse her.
With a move of his hand, Arong's body flew back to him. Seeing Arong's panic look, Wan Hong said: "It is your blessing to be able to serve me. No matter how many female cultivators can ask for it, you are afraid now, and you will soon know the benefits of following me. Look at these people, as long as you say something, I will immediately let them die. How about it?"
"City, City Lord, please spare your life..." Mu Feng and others were so scared that they collapsed on the ground.
"Ah...Ah Rong, we were wrong before. Let's get out of your sight forever. We will never dare to appear in front of you in the future."
Seeing these people crying and begging.
Arong was not proud at all, only sadness. In the eyes of high-level monks, they were just a group of dolls that could be played with. She hated Mu Feng and others, but in fact, what is the difference between her and Mu Feng and others?
"Senior, I understand. I promised to go back to the city lord's mansion with you. You can let me down first." A Rong lowered his head and a low voice came, as if he had accepted his fate.
Wan Hong smiled, the bondage of the void disappeared, and Arong fell back to the ground. He was not afraid of Arong's tricks. In the face of absolute cultivation, everything was...
puff!
Wan Hong's face suddenly froze and he said furiously: "How dare you!"
I saw Arong holding a knife in his back hand and stabbing it into his heart. Blood gushed out. All this happened too quickly, which was beyond Wan Hong's expectations. He had seen too many female cultivators, pretending to be arrogant at first and respectful at the same time, but in essence, they would surrender to power in the end. How could there be such a chaste and fierce woman in the world of cultivation?
Wan Hong was furious. It was a kind of humiliated anger. It was not because Arong died, but because of a mere Qi cultivation, he actually committed suicide in order to escape and serve him, the golden elixir...
Bang!
The knife in Arong's hand was swept away, but the blood was still out of control.
This is not an ordinary knife, which contains the power of extinction of vitality. Arong obviously had the idea of dying and did not hold back at all. She refined her energy, her heart was destroyed, and her vitality was extinct, and even Wan Hong was helpless.
"You should..."
Wan Hong gritted his teeth and wanted to say something, but kak... Suddenly the earth under his feet was shaking wildly, the earth dragon turned over, the vast earth cracked, the void trembled violently, and the energy of heaven and earth seemed to be sucked away by a terrible black hole, which changed Wan Hong's face.