Man in the Heavens: Rewarding the Good and Punishing the Evil

Among the eight people, Ying'er was in charge of enforcing the law. She came to answer the call at this time, but it was not like she was acting as a substitute.

Long'er had a straight face, but now because of his anger, his cold face became even more gloomy.

She pursed her lips tightly, and asked expressionlessly: "Your Majesty, what should I do?"

Ying'er replied loudly: "Report to the saint, I have no respect, the first offender will have a toe cut off, the second offender will cut off an arm, and the third offender will show his head to the public!"

"it is good!"

Long'er shouted: "If that's the case, why not execute him?"

Ying'er's heart trembled, her gaze swept over forty or so motionless figures, and then she pulled out the snake-toothed dagger from her sleeve.

She was about to bite the bullet and go up to chop off people's toes, when Feng Xifan laughed "hahaha" three times, more and more people came out and bowed their hands to Longer.

"Old man Feng Xifan, Tian joined the army under Prince Pingxi's tent, and met the saint."

Without waiting for Long'er to reply, he straightened up and said: "These people are rude, it's not that they are disrespectful, but they obey the old man's order and ask the saint to calm down."

"Oh?"

The corners of Long'er's mouth curled up, and he said with a half-smile: "What is Feng Canjun's identity, why should I order my Shenlong Cult members?"

Seeing this smile, Wu Yingxiong's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly shouted: "My lord, Wu Yingxiong, this time I came to Shenlongjiao, I was ordered by my father, King Pingxi, to send the leader of Shenlongjiao to Kunming for discussion."

He walked under the altar, scrutinized the beautiful woman on the stage with a pair of colored eyes, and then said after a pause: "Besides, my father also ordered the leader to obey his orders, and my teacher, Mr. Feng—"

Wu Yingxiong bowed his hands to Feng Xifan, and seeing the latter stroke his silver beard proudly, he continued: "The whole Shenlong Sect needs to be reorganized, and they will march out at the same time as my father's army in a few days, so as to help our Wu family conquer the world."

After finishing speaking, he pointed at dozens of disciples of the Dragon Sect, and asked triumphantly: "Saint, are these disciples' military appearance majestic? It took only three days for the teacher to do it."

Feng Xifan's beard was upturned, with a reserved smile on his face, but he said modestly: "When I was under the hands of Lord Guoxing, I also did this kind of thing. It's nothing."

"I see."

Long'er nodded noncommittally, and suddenly asked: "Where is my master?"

Feng Xifan chuckled, and pointed to the west: "The leader has assisted the prince for many years, and it can be said that he has worked hard. This time, the prince's army must rely on the Dragon Cult. At this moment, she must have arrived, right?"

Hearing Teacher Feng's words, Chen Chong couldn't help but frowned, and looked at his hand again, feeling even more puzzled.

My own geography is very bad, this old bastard casually points, is he referring to Kunming, or the Western Paradise?

It would be great if he died, at least he didn't have to worry about being attacked.

wrong!

The old leader is dead, where can Long Er inherit decades of skill?

Thinking about it this way, I still hope that the old leader will not die, and it is best to hold his breath and wait for the young talents and peerless apprentices to accept the power.

This is falling roar.

Looking at Wu Yingxiong and Feng Xifan at his feet, Long'er said calmly: "Although the Dragon Sect has vowed to assist Pingxi King Wu Sangui, it is only an assistant.

We did not eat King Pingxi's food, took his money, and sold ourselves as slaves to King Pingxi. His orders were not easy to follow.

Furthermore, even if it is King Pingxi himself, if he wants us to do something, he should politely say 'please'—"

She stared at Wu Yingxiong with lowered eyes, and said quietly: "Call a few random people to take over my Dragon Sect, why?"

Being stared at by the beautiful eyes of the beautiful man, Wu Yingxiong actually didn't feel good.

As Long'er's two eyes swept across, he felt chills all over his body, as if being stared at by a giant python.

Feeling the fine white hair on his back, he forced a smile and asked, "Isn't the saintess taking a test? I heard that there is a saying in the canon of the Dragon Cult that those who join the sect should swear a blood oath to assist my father to ascend the throne." Dabao, I don’t know what Xiaosheng can say, is that right?”

"Board the Great Treasure?"

Long Er read a sentence, showing a mocking smile: "Who told you this?"

Wu Yingxiong opened his mouth, glanced at Feng Xifan, saw Teacher Feng nodding, and then replied: "I heard what my father said personally."

"Say it personally..."

Long Er read a sentence, smiled lightly and said: "What a Wu Sangui, he will be old and confused when he is less than sixty."

"Holy maiden be careful!"

Wu Yingxiong shouted: "Since you have sworn to assist my father, you should regard my father as the master, and insult the master for the servants, what is the reason?"

Long'er snorted coldly, but did not answer, but looked at Chen Chong and asked, "Where is the precept disciple?"

Chen Chong was at a loss, only listening to the little flowers beside him coming out more and more, clasped his fists and said: "The disciple who passed on the precepts is here, what is the order of the saint?"

Long Er glanced at Wu Yingxiong, and said calmly: "Disciple of teaching precepts, you are in charge of teaching Chinese books, and you also receive precepts for those who join the sect. You know the secrets of teaching.

It just so happens that Prince Wu is also here, so you can talk to him about why our Shenlong Sect agreed to assist King Pingxi. "

Chapter 123 121. Secret

Does the Dragon Cult really have a secret?

Chen Chong glanced at Long'er secretly, moved his steps closer to Xiao Hua quietly, and at the same time pricked up his ears, ready to start eating melons at any time.

Xiaohua didn't notice his strangeness, and replied honestly: "Decades ago, Wu Sangui guarded Shanhaiguan, and my Dragon Sect lived on Shenlong Island in Liaodong, and they have some relationship with each other.

In the 17th year of Chongzhen, the rebel army broke through the capital, Wu Sangui offered the pass and surrendered to the Qing Dynasty, and the Central Plains was trampled by the iron hooves of Mite Qing.

At that time, many people in the martial arts world began to join forces to fight against the Qing Dynasty, and Wu Sangui, who was a traitor for glory, was their sure-to-kill target. "

When Xiaohua was telling about the past, Chen Chong focused all his attention on Wu Yingxiong.

To be precise, it's his face, it's not that Wu Yingxiong's face is flawed, but his face is really funny.

Listening to Xiaohua's left one "presenting Guan Jiangqing" and the right one "seller begging for glory", Wu Yingxiong's face looks like that of a dyeing workshop, and it becomes faster than a kaleidoscope.

Xiaohua didn't have time to pay attention to Wu Yingxiong's mood, so she took a breath and continued: "Knowing that a large number of people in the martial arts are planning to assassinate him, Wu Sangui found Shenlong Island and asked the previous leader."

She looked at Wu Yingxiong, and explained seriously: "Wu Shizi, don't get me wrong, it's not that our Shenlong Sect owes you, but your father begged us first."

"nonsense!"

Wu Yingxiong said angrily: "You are full of lies. Since my father begged you, why did you make a heavy oath to help my father ascend the throne?"

"Yes, yes, what Prince Pingxi said is very reasonable, and I support his doubts!"

Seeing that Wu Yingxiong was furious, Chen Chong immediately began to fire excitedly: "If King Pingxi is humble, then it should be Wu Sangui who made the oath. It doesn't make sense to be the Dragon Sect, right?"