Immortal Emperor: Reborn in the Mixed City

Oda Xiaoichiro's forehead was full of sweat, but he didn't have time to wipe it, and now he had to respectfully deliver things to Su Yan.

With the slight three words Su Yan just now, he didn't have the slightest desire to resist, even Mao Litian.

Grandmaster Consummation is almost certain, and only Grandmaster Consummation can kill Tokugawa Ichiro and the gods.

When they think about it now, they feel even more horrible, because they learned that Su Yan killed the two people one by one, not one by one.

Mao Litian squeezed out a smile, looking at Su Yan and said, "In fact, this is a misunderstanding."

Yuwen Xiongba was a little confused. Why did things take a 180-degree turn? This was different from what he had anticipated.

Uwen Xiongba looked at Su Yan, Su Yan ignored it, but took the notebook given by Xiaoichiro Oda and opened it.

Su Yan nodded in satisfaction, the notebook was real, but the matter did not end there.

Su Yan looked at Mao Litian and said lightly: "Are you the president here?"

"Yes, I, Mao Litian, the president of Wuji Club."

With respectful expression on his face, Mao Litian walked over with a smile, his waist bent involuntarily to set off Su Yan's dignity.

But in the eyes of the members of the Wuji Society around, all this is like a fantasy story, and I can't believe it.

"President?!"

"Is that the president and vice president!"

All of them were dumbfounded. In weekdays, the existence of incomparably high esteem, above the sky, and the ability to reach the sky, but today is so inferior, the contrast is too great.

Even those great masters and great masters also looked dumbfounded, and didn't know what happened, and what caused them to do this.

The face of the black-clothed man is still cold. Although he is not dead and is rescued by Mao Litian, he still has murderous intent on Su Yan and Yuwen Xiongba.

"President, why do you bow your head to this person?!"

The black-clothed man's voice was violent, and everyone present could hear it. For a while, they all looked at Morita and Oda Xiaoichiro.

Mao Litian's complexion changed. He was embarrassed at the moment. When asked, his face fell directly.

Xiaoichiro Oda glared at the black-clothed man angrily, and sternly said: "What are you, do you have to report to you for what the president does!"

The black-clothed man's complexion changed drastically in fright. In fact, he knew the seriousness of the matter, but he couldn't help but ask. This is the young man's impetuous heart and he is not calm when encountering major events.

Now even the stupid people know that things are not easy, all of them bowed their heads, and some of them stayed away.

Mao Litian looked at Su Yan with an awkward smile and said: "Let the adults laugh, the ridiculous society is mixed, and I am also preparing for a big exchange of blood recently."

At this time, Mao Litian gritted his teeth with hatred for the man in black. He really wanted to slap himself. He just saved him a fart.

"My lord, please sit in the room."

Su Yan did not refuse, and followed Mao Litian into the inner hall. Xiaoichiro Oda glared at the crowd outside, and this was the door closed.

Now there was a hot pot of porridge outside, and everyone was crazy to know what was going on.

The black-clothed man trembled all over at the moment, and he also guessed. He heard from outside that something happened to the Tokugawa family and the gods.

Now, as soon as he thinks about it, his president is calling for the existence of an adult. What kind of subtle relationship is there? His brain buzzes immediately and becomes a mess.

"Don't say anything, everyone, it's almost gone."

"Yes, we can't intervene in such things. It's better to know less."

"The president is called the existence of an adult, it is at least the existence of the Patriarch of the four major families, who dares to provoke such characters."

Everyone retreated in anguish, only the strong masters were still guarding the outside, and the man in black had already fainted in shock at this moment.

Inside, the room was brightly lit at the moment, Su Yan naturally sat in the first place, Mao Litian in the second place, Ufumi Yuba and Oda Xiaoichiro both stood beside their owners.

"Dare to ask your honorific title?"

"Su Baxian."

"Su Ba first!"

Mao Litian meditated several times, looked at Su Yan, and said suspiciously, "Isn't the adult Fusang?"

"We are Chinese."

You can clearly feel the changes in the expressions of Mao Litian and Oda Xiaoichiro. No matter how they concealed them, they couldn't conceal their surprise and shock at the moment they heard them.

If Su Yan is a Fuso, then killing Tokugawa Ichiro and the envoy is an internal matter, but Su Yan is a Chinese, this foreigner matters more trouble.

"Sir, will Tokugawa Ichiro and the envoy?"

Mao Litian didn't say it directly, but the meaning was obvious.

Su Yan nodded, his eyes were cold, and a magnificent momentum poured out, making Mao Litian and Oda Xiaoichiro discolored again.

"I killed them for a reason."

Yuwen Xiongba said at this moment: "My lord traced it from the northeast of China. The two secretly colluded, developed minions everywhere, and used Shikigami to collect souls for them."

Mao Litian's expression changed, and he couldn't help but said, "So the rumors are true."

"This kind of thing is actually very difficult to satisfy in the upper echelons of the martial arts world. Many people can know a little bit, but they also turn one eye and close one eye and don't want to pay attention to it."

"Collect souls and kill countless civilians. Shouldn't such people be killed?"

Su Yan looked at Mao Litian, his eyes still sharp, with a chill.

"No, no, you should kill, of course you should kill."

Killing Tokugawa Ichiro was a good thing for him. In the future, the land of Yamato is not the final word of his nonsense.

As for the divine envoy, a person who comes and goes without a trace and likes to pretend to be a ghost, he will die if he dies.

In this way, Mao Litian would actually be grateful to Su Yan, and Su Yan helped him a lot.

"We want this notebook because we want to know the secrets in it. Something that can be hidden by Ichiro Tokugawa must have important content."

Mao Litian also nodded, and said seriously: "In fact, we want this notebook to be the same as adults think, and we also want to crack the secret."

But the purpose is different. Su Yan wants to solve the manipulator behind the scenes, while Mao Litian wants to see if there is any oil and water that can be fished or any political and business leaders can blackmail.

"President, the text in the notebook should be an ancient text?"

"Yes, it's ancient characters, and most people don't even know it."

"I know someone who might be able to crack it."

Xiaoichiro Oda said with joy, obviously a little triumphant.

Su Yan was also bright at the moment. There are people who can decipher the text in this notebook. Naturally, it is best, otherwise he will have to blindly search everywhere.

But Xiaoichiro Oda frowned and said in a low voice, "But that person is very weird, and most people cannot get close."

"Take us there."