1789 The Emperor does not need a soft-hearted spirit
This sudden scene surprised many onlookers who originally sympathized with Tiancan Zhenling and Lin Tianyou.
"That boy actually dares to let his own weapon spirit become Uncle Wen?
This is Juyu City, and he is considered a local leader here. When the powerful dragons from outside see him, they will keep a low profile. How dare that kid?"
Everyone was talking, they couldn't believe that Lin Tianyou dared to order Tiancan Zhenling to beat up Uncle Cheng Wen.
But now, Uncle Cheng Wen was lying on his back on the ground, his face covered in blood, looking like a dead dog, which really stimulated everyone's senses.
But the surprise only lasted for a few seconds, and everyone's expressions turned playful again.
Beating Uncle Cheng Wen in Juyu City would undoubtedly be a disservice to the owner of Juyu Restaurant.
Even some quasi-ghosts and gods would not dare to do this.
No matter who is beaten to death, Wen Bo will have to pay a heavy price.
"Master, I beat that bastard until he flew away like an egg!"
Tiancan Zhenling clapped her hands, jumped on her little feet, and happily came to Lin Tianyou to ask for credit.
As expected, it is good to follow a powerful master, and the improvement in strength will be immediate.
If it were her before, she would not be able to defeat Uncle Cheng Wen so easily.
"Xiao Zhen, the emperor asked you to take action, which meant to destroy his soul. You actually only beat him half to death. You are so soft-hearted, how can you be qualified to be by my side?"
Just when Tiancan Zhenling came to Lin Tianyou, the cold young man said these words.
Tiancan Zhenling was stunned on the spot.
She could hear the dissatisfaction in Lin Tianyou's words.
"I'm sorry, I was influenced by my previous master, so I don't dare to destroy other people's souls at will.
Because the previous owner didn't like me being so bloody.
So I subconsciously thought that the master was the same, and I was afraid that killing him would make him unhappy."
Tiancan Zhenling lowered her head and admitted her mistake in a low voice.
"I don't care how kind your previous master was, but the master you are with now is me, the Dragon Emperor and the Ghost Emperor.
My orders must be obeyed absolutely. Whoever I tell to die must die.
For this emperor, as long as he is an enemy, there is only one way to die, do you understand?"
"I understand, I will kill that guy now!"
Tiancan Zhenling's eyes flashed fiercely. It was Uncle Cheng Wen's fault that caused her to be scolded by her master. She felt very unhappy and wanted to cut this guy into pieces in order to vent her inner anger.
In fact, the Celestial Silkworm Needle Spirit likes excitement and blood by nature, but the previous owner had too many restrictions on her, and she was not allowed to kill at will.
So she buried her cruel side deep in her heart.
But the current master no longer restricted her at all and allowed her to kill at will. She felt as if someone had opened the seal on her body, and she felt extremely comfortable.
All the weapon spirits present were shocked to find that the spiritual level of this Celestial Silkworm Needle Spirit seemed to have increased again.
"It's strange. Could it be that after being scolded by her master, this woman's potential was stimulated and her strength greatly increased?"
Many weapon spirits looked at each other in confusion, thinking that after returning home, they would discuss it with their master and let him scold them, which might also improve their strength.
"No need, a guy who is worse than an ant is worthy of being attacked twice by this emperor's needle spirit? Come back and sit down!"
Lin Tianyou waved his hand and said calmly.
"yes!"
Tiancan Zhenling glared at Uncle Cheng Wen, and said in her heart that she would kill this bastard when she found a chance. She had performed so well in front of her master before, but because of this bastard, she was scolded, and she couldn't go out.
With this anger, she is no longer a needle spirit!
Uncle Cheng Wen was lying on the ground with a look of pain on his face. He had no idea that this beauty with a weak weapon spirit in front of him could be so powerful. She could attack so fast that he had no time to react.
"Sir, are you okay?"
The maid ran over and wanted to help Uncle Cheng Wen up.
But when he moved, he heard his screams.
"Don't pull me, my bones will break!"
Uncle Cheng Wen was sweating on his forehead and stopped the maid from touching him again.
"My face hurts more. How is it there?"
Compared to the bones in his body, he felt a burning sting on his face, as if there were countless ants biting him.
"Sir, your face... your face was deformed by that weapon spirit girl!"
The maid said sadly.
"What? How dare she break my face?"
After being stunned for a moment, I heard him roar loudly:
“Myolie, come find my dad quickly!
Let him avenge me!
Go quickly!"
He cannot be beaten in vain, he must avenge this, otherwise he will not be able to swallow this breath!
Myolie is his maid.
When she heard her son's shout, she quickly took out the transmission talisman.
After the soul power was connected, he described the situation here with added detail.
When the sound transmission was interrupted, Xing'er said to Cheng Wenbo:
"Sir, I said I'll be there in five minutes!"
"Okay, in five minutes, they will die!"
Cheng Wenbo laughed.
Half of his teeth were missing, his speech was still leaking, and when he smiled, blood spurted out from the corners of his mouth, which looked extremely funny.
"Hey, you better leave quickly. His father is a local gangster here and is not to be trifled with."
A middle-aged woman couldn't bear it, came to Lin Tianyou, and whispered advice.
"Yes, anyway, in the Sword Spirit Conference, the people who can be recognized as masters by the Sword Spirit are all genius-level figures.
You have no chance if you stay, so why not take your weapon spirit and leave."
People nearby also followed suit.
Even though I could only escape for five minutes, it was still better than sitting here and waiting to die.
"If his father is a local snake, then I will behead him and make snake soup and eat him."
Lin Tianyou sneered and was not moved at all.
Seeing that Lin Tianyou showed no fear at all, everyone began to take a new look at this young man.
Could it be that this little guy has no confidence that he can deal with the owner of Juyu Restaurant?
At this moment, the owner of Juyu Restaurant was accompanied by several of his subordinates to the Sword Spirit venue.
He had suffered huge losses last night because of a young man's unreasonable behavior, and he had nowhere to vent his anger.
Today at the conference, there was news that someone beat his son. It was really audacious.
Before he came, he specifically asked Xing'er who the person who beat his son was. After hearing that he was not from Juyu City, he immediately felt relieved.
There were a few scary guys in Juyu City that he didn't dare to provoke, but he didn't pay attention to the others.
As soon as they entered the Sword Spirit venue, some people shrank their eyes and said secretly:
"Is this the owner of Juyu Restaurant? His strength seems to be only tens of millions of soul power. In this prehistoric land, this seems to be only average, right?"
"It seems you don't know much about the owner of Juyu Restaurant?"
The person next to me laughed and said:
"His ability to stand firm in Juyu City depends not on his own strength, but on his chief bodyguard.
The chief bodyguard is said to have reached the realm of a quasi-ghost!"
"So it turns out that with the support of a quasi-powerful ghost and god, we can indeed gain a firm foothold in Juyu City!"