The Lord of Nongchao City looks much more dignified and domineering than the Second Master Nongchao.
He looked serious and unsmiling. When he entered the room, he only glanced at Bai Ye lightly. He did not salute or say any polite words. He just walked up and said, "Dragon Lord came to me to take care of Chaocheng. Why are you doing this?"
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The short-haired man and others looked tense and remained silent all night. The short-haired man took the initiative to stand up and said, "My master is here to give the city lord a way to survive."
"A way to survive?"
A chill flashed across Nong Erye's eyes.
The city lord remained calm and said calmly: "I am living well, what does the Dragon Lord mean by this?"
"But the city lord is about to die soon!" the short-haired man said solemnly.
"What did you say?" Nong Erye shouted coldly: "Watch your words, otherwise you will die without a burial place today!"
The short-haired man felt a little weak, but he still had the courage to shout: "Nong Erye, don't be so quick to get angry, we are just doing this for your own good!"
"Still talking nonsense?" Nong Erye couldn't help it.
But at this moment, the city lord raised his hand and said calmly: "Second brother, please be patient."
"Yes, brother." Nong Erye glared at the short-haired man coldly and stepped aside.
"Speak clearly." The city lord said calmly: "But don't talk nonsense, otherwise it will lead to death, but you can't blame others."
The short-haired man secretly took a breath, then looked at the city lord pretending to be calm and said: "City lord, in fact, we have received a secret message. The Tyrant King has sent twelve powerful souls to Nongchao City! These ten
The two of them want to kill you and seize the Tyrant Sword. If the city lord doesn't make preparations as soon as possible, I'm afraid you will die miserably before tomorrow!"
"What?"
Nong Erye's expression changed instantly.
The city lord also raised his head slightly and stared at the short-haired man.
"That's nonsense! Someone, take this guy down to Lingchi! Take out his heavenly soul and refine it for me!"
"Yes, City Lord!" Two souls walked in outside the door.
"If the city lord doesn't believe me, then he doesn't believe the dragon lord either?" the short-haired man said anxiously.
"The Tyrant Sword has been sent to the capital under the protection of my little girl. Why did the monarch send people to kill me and seize the sword? What? Do you think I deceived the monarch and sent a fake sword?" the city lord said coldly.
"Lord City Lord, why should we pretend to be confused when things have come to this? Since my Dragon Lord dares to come here, he must have seen through the City Lord's methods. Otherwise, one Hongbing on the City Lord's body would be worth six of my Lord's?"
The short-haired man chuckled.
Six?
Everyone present felt their scalps go numb just listening to it.
But this is really unrealistic.
In fact, both of them still don't believe that the person in front of them is Bai Ye.
You know, the people in Chaozhou City are currently creating an undercurrent and turmoil for the Tyrant Sword. Now if there is another white night, the place will not explode?
"So what is the purpose of your coming here? To help me? Or to seize the sword?" The city lord snorted coldly: "Let's not say that the sword is not with me. Even if it is, how can you come here with good intentions?"
"So the city lord doesn't want to die anymore?" the short-haired man asked Shen.
"We have not received any news at all that the king wants to kill his brother. If it is true, please provide evidence. If you can't provide evidence, then please do it." Nong Erye said expressionlessly.
"this..."
The short-haired man is at his wits end.
evidence?
Where do they have any evidence? They want to make the city lord suspicious, so that they can make a fuss about it.
But they didn't expect that the city lord would refuse to admit it.
Obviously countless people knew that the Tyrant Sword was still in the city lord's palace, but he pretended that the sword had indeed been sent away. Even if the person standing in front of him was Bai Ye, he refused to admit it!
What an old fox after all!
The short-haired man thought hard, thinking about how to continue to persuade the city lord.
But at this moment, Bai Ye, who had been sitting silently, suddenly stood up.
"Since the city lord thinks so, then we should have nothing to talk about."
"Huh?" The city lord glanced at Bai Ye and asked lightly: "What do you mean, Lord White Dragon?"
"Let's give it up!" Bai Ye said calmly: "Evidence? I don't have it. I just came here to inform the city lord to make preparations. Since the city lord doesn't listen, then you can do whatever you want! But I hope the city lord can remember that there is no regret medicine in this world. You
Although you have the Tyrant Sword, you definitely don’t know as much about Hong Bing as I do. Hong Bing is not invincible. It’s impossible for you to rely on the Tyrant Sword to resist those twelve powerful men. I hope you
Take care of yourself! Farewell!"
After saying that, Bai Ye waved his hand and shouted directly: "Let's go!"
The short-haired men all froze, looking at Bai Ye in disbelief.
"What are you doing standing still? Let's go!" Bai Ye frowned and looked at a few people.
At this time, everyone came back to their senses and hurriedly nodded and said: "Oh...oh...let's go..."
Several people headed towards the outside.
Only then did they realize that Bai Ye was trying to retreat in order to advance.
"Wait a minute!"
The city lord shouted.
The short-haired men were immediately overjoyed.
I saw Bai Ye turning around with a calm expression.
"Lord White Dragon, let's sit down and have a good chat." The city lord stood up and said.
"If the city lord doesn't trust someone, then we probably have nothing to talk about."
"Trust is based on both parties. If I trust you and you are wary of me, then how can my trust be called trust?" City Lord Shen said.
"Nongcheng Lord means..."
"Master Bailong, please sacrifice the six Hongbing weapons you have to prove your identity!" the city lord said seriously.
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's breath froze.
Hongbing?
Yes, they forgot to prepare soldiers for this person!
In fact, it's not that I forgot, but that the short-haired man didn't think it was necessary.
Because Nongcheng Lord has the Tyrant Sword in his hand, and he has been in contact with Hongbing. If he uses a fake to deceive him, it will be easily exposed, and everything will be exposed by then.
So at this time, we can only watch Bai Ye's on-the-spot performance, and it's best to let him fool him!
"Don't let us down, brother!"
The short-haired man stared at Bai Ye closely, thinking secretly in his heart.
But at this moment, Bai Ye suddenly said: "Okay, I'll show you!"
As soon as these words were said, several people almost fell to the ground, and their scalps were all numb.
But Bai Ye took off the token from his waist and waved his hand.
Wow!
Six strange lights flew out from the token.
Then six unparalleled weapons appeared in everyone's sight.
Abandon the God, Ye Yao, Li Huang, Shocked to Destroy, Drill the Prison, Split the God!
The six Hongbing soldiers swirled gently around Bai Ye. The beautiful halo and mysterious aura directly stunned the people around them.
"This...where did he get this prop? Isn't it too similar?"
The short-haired man screamed in his heart.
The woman and others behind were also shocked.
"Hongbing has appeared. Lord Nong, where is your Tyrant Sword?" Bai Ye asked with a smile on his face.
