The Peerless Emperor Summoning System - Chapter 343
[Chapter 343: Can you have a meal and then take my head?]
“Wolf Pioneer, go and see if anyone is coming to assassinate me!”
Lying on the top floor of the attic, Ye Motian lazily looked at the whole view of the Lion-Turt Imperial City.
It feels like the people on the street have become like ants.
The scenery looked interesting at first, but over time it became boring.
It has been several hours since I returned to Juxia downstairs from the gambling house.
Not a single person came to assassinate him.
Ye Motian couldn’t wait any longer.
“Your Majesty, what fool would come to assassinate you at noon?”
Wolf Pioneer said with a bitter smile.
“That’s right. The sun is shining brightly right now, which is really not good. It would be great if it rains!”
Ye Motian looked at the sky and sighed.
Not long after, dark clouds suddenly came over.
It started to rain lightly in the sky.
There were fewer people on the road for a while.
“I have such a magical mouth!”
Ye Motian was extremely intoxicated.
God is so generous.
The wind blew and the rain fell on the ground.
On the long street, a figure suddenly appeared.
He was wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat on his head.
Holding a long sword.
No matter how much rain falls on the ground, it can only drip down the raincoat.
The calloused right hand gently held the hat up.
Looking at a big house not far away.
The words “Chrysanthemum goes downstairs” are clearly written on it.
“This is it!”
“Bloody Sword! How dare you come back!”
A group of people suddenly came out on the street.
Each one holds a long sword.
Dress neatly and uniformly.
Apparently from the same place.
“Why don’t I dare to come back?”
The Blood-Drip Sword smiled.
This smile actually made the scar on his face become more eye-catching.
That actually formed a strange word “blood”.
“Ten years ago, you fell in love with someone else’s bride.
The others refused.
In anger, you killed more than 300 members of that family, more than 200 of whom were just ordinary people.
Do you think you committed such a crime? Golden Lion Army, will you let go?”
Among the crowd, the one who walked out was Wang Zijun.
He also wears a bamboo hat.
The rain kept splashing.
The faint light reflected his cold expression: “I have been waiting for you for ten years!
You are finally back.”
“Hey, Prince, I’m afraid you don’t know, I took over the mission this time.
How dare you Take action against me?”
The Blood-Drying Sword sneered.
“Kill!”
Wang Zijun didn’t talk nonsense. He waved his hand and everyone attacked the blood-dropping sword.
The sneer on the corner of the Blood-Drip Sword’s mouth became even thicker.
The long sword was unsheathed, bringing out a bloody light.
…
“There seems to be a lot of excitement over there!”
Ye Motian looked at the fight in the rain.
One person is holding a long sword dripping with blood, like a ghost.
The rainwater on the ground was stained red with blood.
The Golden Lion Army was killed one after another.
Only Wang Zijun is supporting him.
“He seems to be an acquaintance. He won’t die, right?”
Wolf Pioneer asked.
“I can’t die, the old magic stick is here!”
Ye Motian saw a familiar figure again.
He smiled slightly and gave up the idea of letting the wolf pioneer help.
Back downstairs.
At this time, there were still many customers in the store.
Because of the rain, many guests simply played mahjong here.
Ye Motian didn’t bother to pay anyway.
“Little guy, give me a pot of your newly brewed wine, and four more dishes to go with the wine.
Two meat and two vegetables!”
The old magic stick has arrived.
“Young master, prepare the meal.”
Ye Motian came to the old magic stick and stretched out his hand: “You must pay the spirit stone first.
Otherwise, I’m afraid you will default on your debt.”
“Is I the kind of person who defaults on your debt? “
Your reputation for eating the Overlord’s meal has spread throughout the entire imperial city. Don’t I know it yet?”
Ye Motian said with a smile.
“The person who paid is outside, and I’m afraid his life is in danger. You have to save people!”
The old magician smiled slyly.
“Damn it, you’re cruel!”
Ye Motian’s eyelids twitched twice.
He wasn’t afraid of anyone else, but he really couldn’t afford to be angry with this old bastard.
“Wolf Pioneer, go rescue Wang Zijun!”
Ye Motian gave the order.
“Yes!”
The wolf pioneer turned into a black shadow and disappeared into the rain.
When I came back, I had someone on my back.
The injury was serious.
It was as if there was only outgoing air and no incoming air.
“What a tragedy!”
Ye Motian sighed and called out to Chopper: “Chopper, it’s your turn to come on the stage. No matter what, you have to save him for me.
It doesn’t matter if you are missing arms or legs.
As long as you can pay.”
“This is not good, Your Majesty!”
Chopper’s forehead was covered with black lines, and he hurriedly ordered the Wolf Pioneer to send Wang Zijun to his room for treatment.
“Stop!”
At this time, a person walked in from outside.
The sword in his hand was still bleeding.
There was a cold murderous intent in his cold eyes.
On the raincoat, there are still raindrops.
“Put the coir raincoats and bamboo hats outside, don’t make our floor dirty.”
Ye Motian glanced at the visitor and said calmly: “The floors in our house are all made of mahogany.
They are expensive.”
“Haha, no one dares yet. You are talking to my Blood-Drying Sword like this!”
The Blood-Drying Sword grinned, with a cruel smile on its lips.
“Oh my god!”
Someone shouted, and Ye Motian found that many guests had gotten under the table.
Trembling with fear.
The Blood-Drip Sword smiled proudly.
Although I haven’t been back for ten years.
But the reputation is still so loud.
“You seem to be a very powerful guy.
But there doesn’t seem to be any contradiction between this and me asking you to put your coir raincoat and bamboo hat outside, right?”
Ye Motian said lightly: “Among the guests we entertain downstairs every day, there is a general. , there are princes, princes, and powerful people from all walks of life.
But they all have to abide by the rules of Ju going downstairs!”
“What if I don’t?”
The Blood Sword sneered, and the long sword in his hand was already pointed at Ye Motian.
“Are you here to cause trouble?”
Ye Motian suddenly showed a look of surprise.
Could this be the assassin he had been waiting for?
“I know there is a powerful white wolf beside you, but it is nothing in front of me.
I don’t kill it because I like it.”
The Blood-Drip Sword smiled and said: “You are right, I took it. The mission is to take your head.
Is that okay?”
“Of course, but before taking my head, do you want to taste the delicious taste of my anus?
I’m sure you’ll want to eat it after you eat it!”
Ye Motian smiled. road.
Seeing this expression, the Blood-Drying Sword frowned.
I have long heard that there is something wrong with Emperor Chiyang’s brain.
When I saw it today, it was indeed the case.
When others heard about the reputation of his blood-dropping sword, they were scared to shit.
At least hide under the table.
When others hear that he wants to take the other person’s head, they will kneel down and beg for mercy.
Or run away in panic.
But this one was so calm, as if nothing had happened.
If there wasn’t something wrong with my head.
He really couldn’t think of any other possibilities.
“Okay, I’ll just have a meal before talking, otherwise others will say that the Blood-Drying Sword is afraid of you.”
The Blood-Drying Sword found a seat and sat down.
He took a look at the menu and said: “Let’s get an upgraded version of Shao Knife, and cut a pound of soy beef!
After eating, I won’t be too late to kill you!”
“That’s right, my head is on my neck, so it won’t fly. It’s up to you to have a good meal.
Just be a hungry ghost.”
Ye Motian said with a smile.
(End of chapter)
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