Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

At the south city gate, groups of cavalry stood in awe. In the middle was a scribe who looked to be in his forties with a gloomy face, looking at Zhou Xiu's corpse hanging high not far away.

After a period of exposure to the sun, Zhou Xiu's head and body had already emitted a stench, and happened to float to the scribe in front of the scribe along with a gust of breeze.

"Da Xia really deceives people so much. The dignified Viscount Longdu can't even find a place to live after death!"

The middle-aged scribe spoke every word with gritted teeth.

"Baron Xian, do we still want to enter the city? Just leave the national war monument and leave."

A knight whispered.

"The Grand Duke said that he must go into the city to denounce Daxia's actions in front of the emperor, and then leave the national war monument, and let Furukawa and Yi Zhou take a look at it."

Baron Xian sneered, and then ordered: "Who will bring back the body of Viscount Zhou Xiu!"

A knight's face moved slightly, and just as he was about to speak, he saw a group of people walking out of the south city gate. The leader was Tao Mingsheng, the Minister of Rites, followed by a group of officials of all sizes from the Ministry of Rites.

"Long time no see, Brother Xian!"

From a distance away, Tao Mingsheng greeted Baron Xian with clasped fists and a bow.

"Tao Shangshu."

Baron Xian's expression softened a bit. Daxia sent the Minister of Etiquette and a second-rank official to greet him, which was considered a sufficient courtesy. After all, the Minister was comparable to a marquis in Longdu Kingdom.

"Your Majesty already knows Baron Xian's intention to come. Please ask Baron Xian to meet with me first."

Tao Ming's holy way.

"Tao Shangshu, we Longdu and your country have always been at peace with each other, but Fang Chen interfered and killed our viscount. I don't know what your emperor's attitude is about this matter."

Baron Xian said coldly.

Hundreds of Longdu knights also stared at Tao Mingsheng and others with gloomy expressions.

"This matter is actually a misunderstanding."

Tao Mingsheng said: "Fang Chen is indeed a little impulsive in his actions, and the Holy One also understands this, so he invited Baron Xian to the palace to meet the Holy One. There is still room for change between Daxia and Longdu."

"Before that, please return the body of our Viscount."

Baron Xian said calmly.

Tao Mingsheng was silent for a few moments and glanced at the men beside him, but their eyes were blurry and flickering, and they all remained silent for a long time without looking at him.

"What a joke, Tao Shangshu, you people in the Ministry of Rites are really as cowardly as mice, you would be afraid of a toothless tiger!"

Baron Xian sneered repeatedly.

"Baron Xian doesn't know. Some time ago, a minister from the Ministry of Rites was imprisoned because of Fang Chen. Dozens of officials were implicated. In a few days, these people will be beheaded at the Meridian Gate."

Tao Mingsheng sighed.

"Qin Dong, Minister of Rites? He is a third-grade official. Why should he be beheaded?"

Baron Xian was slightly startled.

Now that Fang Chen is in Longdu, does he still have such overwhelming power? A third-grade official kills him when he says so?

"Let's not talk about this matter for the time being. Please invite Baron Xian to accompany me to the palace to face the saint."

Tao Ming's holy way.

Not far away, many Daxia people had gathered to watch and give pointers. Tao Mingsheng did not want to stay here for a long time, for fear of another accident.

There is no room for peace between Long Du and Daxia!

"Someone, go and bring back the body of Viscount Zhou Xiu."

Baron Xian said coldly.

Two knights suddenly rushed out of the team and arrived in front of the south city gate in an instant. One went to get the head and the other to get the body.

Bang bang!

The two knights with late-stage Qi Condensation cultivation were immediately kicked far away and landed heavily on the ground. Their horses were also frightened and ran back to the military formation.

When Baron Xian saw this scene, he was immediately furious and stared at the visitor: "Who are you!"

"Qixuan Sword, Huangfujie!"

The visitor said calmly.

"It's the Qixuan Sword!? When did he enter the capital!?"

"This is the number one master in the Southland."

"Qixuan Dao rarely sets foot in Kyoto. Why did he come to Kyoto this time?"

A burst of discussion broke out in the crowd, and everyone obviously knew the name of the Qixuan Sword very well.

Daxia is divided into north and south, and Kyoto is in the north. The south is very far away from Kyoto. If the north is dominated by the court forces and few people from the Jianghu are seen, then the south is dominated by the Jianghu!

Many great martial arts sects are located in the Southland!

Qixuan Dao is the young master of the top sect in the South, the Xuandao Sect, but his strength has long surpassed that of his father, and he is vaguely known as the strongest man in the South!

"Seven Mysterious Swords?"

Baron Xian frowned slightly, and then looked at Tao Mingsheng coldly: "Tao Shangshu, a man of the world, dared to take action against the knights of the envoy to prevent us from bringing back the Viscount's body. Is this your Daxia attitude?

If this is the case, we will put down the national war monument and there is no need to go to the palace to see your emperor. When the time comes, we will see you on the battlefield! "

Tao Mingsheng looked at Qixuan Sword Huang Fujie, with a flash of anger in his eyes, and shouted in a deep voice: "People from the world dare to interfere with the affairs of the court! Come on, capture him for me!"

In an instant, countless figures appeared around Huangfujie. As a dignified minister, he was naturally surrounded by a group of expert guards. It was impossible for him to be defenseless!

"Fang Junshen said that Zhou Xiu's body must be hung here as a warning to all countries. If you dare to stop it, you are helping the evildoers!"

Huangfujie said calmly.

Those masters were stunned in place, not daring to step forward.

Fang Junshen, Fang Junshen!

Tao Mingsheng was furious. How dare a martial artist open his mouth to silence Fang Junshen, and use Fang Chen to suppress him?

"Do you know who this is? He is Baron Xian, the envoy of Longdu Kingdom. What's wrong with them wanting to return Viscount Zhou's body!?

If your reckless behavior today affects the relationship between Long Du and Daxia, how can you, a mere charlatan, have the right to take responsibility! "

Tao Mingsheng scolded angrily.

He also possesses the ability to condense Qi, and his voice is powerful with the blessing of inner Qi.

"I don't care about that. Since it's Fang Junshen's words, just listen!"

Huangfu Jie laughed.

"Yes, this is a decision made by Fang Junshen. Even the envoys of Longdu Kingdom cannot disobey it, right?"

"This guy named Zhou slaughtered my Daxia caravan and deserves to end like this!"

"I heard that they were after Qing Yao Tang. Now Miss Fang, the young master of Qing Yao Tang, has taken over various charity halls and is responsible for taking care of the orphans and widows. The medicinal materials sold by Qing Yao Tang are also cheap and high quality."

There was a murmur all around.

Tao Mingsheng's face became extremely ugly. He was about to speak again when he saw a figure slowly approaching. He recognized this person at a glance as Fang Chen's Fengyun Sword Xu Ge!

"Xu Ge, are you able to control Qi too?"

Huangfujie obviously recognized him and looked at him intently, with a strange look flashing in his eyes.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to enter Beijing today. It just so happens that we will compete again then. I may not lose to you this time."

Xu Ge chuckled.

"Can."

Huangfujie nodded.

Xu Ge smiled, and then shouted to Tao Mingsheng not far away:

"Tao Shangshu, the prince said that no one is allowed to touch Zhou Xiu's body, not even the envoys of Longdu Kingdom. Anyone who dares to touch it will bear the consequences!"

Tao Ming's holy aura was filled with smoke, and Baron Xian behind him looked so gloomy that he almost threw the National War Monument in front of his face.