The man under the subordinate standing behind Happy Fish was obviously his confidant, so he said again without any scruples: "Fish Team, don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of something!"

Happy Fish frowned with thick eyebrows, turned to look at his confidant subordinate, and said in a deep voice: "Now that Master is in charge of the city, even if he has the ability, he can't make a fortune."

After a pause, Happy Fish further said: "According to what the Emperor said, it is to stay in this Baiyujing for two days. I believe that there are many people who want to challenge the Emperor at that time, and it will be enough for him to deal with it."

Speaking of this, Kuaihuoyu patted the confidant's shoulder and said, "What we do is to maintain order in Bai Yujing. Then clean up the body and use water to clean the blood-stained ground."

I saw this confidant subordinate showing a hint of fear and said with lingering fear: "Fish Team, the way this imperial throne killed Dong Chong just now is too cruel. It hurts Tianhe. I am the only one who has seen him in my life!"

Happy Fish smiled fiercely and comforted: "No matter how cruel this imperial throne is, as long as we don't challenge him, it will be fine, so wait and see!"

Immediately, Happy Fish looked back at the direction where Qingyangzi and Wang Le disappeared on the other side of the long street.

As long as these two people are still in Bai Yujing, as local snakes, they can be found at any time as long as they are willing.

"Fish Team, the old man with bull's nose gives his subordinates a more terrifying feeling than the imperial throne. I wonder what its origin?"

The inquiry from his confidant subordinates made Kuaihoshi stiffen, and a deep thought flashed in his eyes.

"You ask me, who will I ask? But with my directness, even if the cultivation level of this old Taoist is not as good as that of the master, he is not much worse."

Happy Fish murmured in her mouth, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: "The Martial Arts Alliance is about to be broken in this battle with vampires. The prosperous and peaceful martial arts world will be in chaos after all."

"Master is right. All kinds of monsters and monsters have begun to appear in this turbulent time. Today, Bai Yujing has released the imperial throne. I believe that there will be countless imperial throne next!"

Thinking of this, a light of yearning and determination flashed in the eyes of Happy Fish. When the wind blew, he should leave Bai Yujing, leave his master's protection and walk out his own martial arts path......

◇style_txt; Wang Le followed Qingyangzi along Zhenlong Avenue for a while, then turned into a deep alley with lush ancient trees. Without the bustling and noisy outside, it seemed very quiet.

Qingyangzi led Wang Le to the end of the alley, and an unknown mansion with a stone lion squatting on both sides of the door came into view.

"Senior, what is this place?"

Wang Le, who had been silent, asked Qingyangzi softly.

Qingyangzi didn't look back, and walked up the steps and replied, "What do you want to ask so much? You just need to know that this mansion is a private house of mine."

"Uh!" Wang Le, who was walking behind, couldn't help but curl his lips, and the disbelief on his face flashed away. He couldn't help but complain in his own secretly: "Hey, I didn't expect that the old Taoist also hid a charm in the golden house."

Just as Wang Le was thinking this in his heart, Qing Yangzi, who walked up the steps to the black paint gate, suddenly turned around and showed a meaningful smile, and asked, "What? You kid muttered in your heart, aren't you?"

Wang Le shook his head without hesitation and denied: "Hey, senior, where are you thinking about? Even if you give the boy the courage, you dare not say that you are old!"

Qingyangzi pretended to hum and said angrily: "It's better not!"

After saying that, Qingyangzi didn't look at Wang Le anymore, reached out and held the door knocker, and knocked on the black painted mahogany door rhythmically for more than ten seconds.

Dongdong...dongdongdong...dongdongdong...dongdongdong...dongdongdong...dongdongdong...

When Qing Yangzi stopped knocking on the door, stood in front of the threshold and stopped moving, and Wang Le also went up the steps, a harsh "creak" sound of the door opening sounded. The door slowly opened, and an old man in his 60s with a hunched figure and wearing a gray mink hat appeared in the sight of the two.

When the old man wearing a gray mink hat saw Qingyangzi, he hurriedly bowed and greeted him: "Master, you are old."

Qingyangzi smiled slightly, helped the old man up and said, "Old Yang, I didn't expect me to be here again so soon, did you?"

The old man nodded with a smile on his face and said, "The Lord has been in and out of Baiyujing in recent years. He just came once a few days ago, but he didn't expect that he came again today. It was really beyond the old servant's expectations."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qingyangzi waved his hand and said, "It's a long story, let's go in first!"

After saying that, Qingyangzi and Wang Le entered the mansion courtyard one by one. Lao Yang closed the door and walked in the front, leading the two through the courtyard and into the living room.

"Madam, hold the light."

As soon as Lao Yang finished speaking, he saw that the dim living room suddenly lit up.

When Wang Le, who was following Qingyangzi, saw that rows of wall lamps made of unknown materials were installed on the wall of the living room to provide the light source, and he couldn't help but show curiosity.

Old Yang, wearing a gray mink hat, was stunned when he saw Wang Le staring at the wall lamp and showing curious eyes. He thought to himself what was good about the wall lamp. The young man brought by the master was really inexplicable.

Qingyangzi couldn't help but smile when he saw Lao Yang and Wang Le's expressions, and then recommended: "Lao Yang, this is my junior in the secular world. You can just call him the throne. It's the first time he has come to the martial arts world and doesn't know anything."

When Lao Yang heard this, he couldn't help but look a sudden expression, and at the same time he couldn't help but feel a little weird. Because the title of Emperor is too domineering.

Looking at the martial arts world, no matter whether it is nickname or real name, in Lao Yang's impression, there is only one big figure in the peak legend of the martial arts heavenly level.

Lao Yang didn't expect that today he would meet a yellow-haired boy who was still stinky and called the emperor, and the emperor told him in person.

Just as Lao Yang was thinking about something, Qingyangzi pointed to the wall lamp and explained to Wang Le with a smile: "Boy, there is no power station in the martial arts world, so there is no electricity. This wall lamp is made of a unique fluorescent ore in the martial arts world as raw material, and then engraved with unique array patterns."

"Formation pattern? What is this, senior?" Wang Le asked with interest.

Qingyangzi smiled and replied patiently: "The formation pattern is the most basic thing in the way of formation. For example, the flag used for setting up formations must be engraved with formation patterns, and even the magic weapon refining must be engraved with formation patterns."

"If you want to know more about this knowledge, you will naturally know it when you enter Nanhuaguan."
Chapter completed!