Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 218 217. Believers, butchers, and heroes (first more)

Xia Ji asked the Su family to wait for a while, and then summoned his disciples to the courtyard.

Su Shu and the young Su family named Su Fan were very curious about the style of the emperor, so they were happy to wait, and took a seat to sit and watch.

After Zhao Yange in the study woke up, she also stood in the courtyard in panic.

The last time she could come back was a complete escape,

With her strength, she couldn't beat those assassins at all, but she was able to hide. She actually survived Xia Ji and killed the Blood Rain Tower, so she passed the level.

Xia Ji's gaze swept over the 72 disciples, the distance between the disciples was getting bigger and bigger, the first few had signs of little monsters, while the latter was not enough. .

After all, in such an environment, being suppressed every day, the heart is not high, and it is impossible to get up.

"From today, 72 of you will be organized into 36 groups. When you go out to preach in the early spring of next year, you will come and go together and help each other. If you can return together, you will be given an extra reward for the teacher."

There was light in the eyes of the disciples, but soon they were speechless

"The wind blows the snow, you and Zhao Yange are a group."

"Xu Lingling, you are a group with Pang Yi."

"Nianying, you are a group with Li Wangyu."

"Du Bai, you are a group with Sunbieya."

Xia Ji reported in turn.

The grouping rules are very simple, that is, the first and last places are divided together, and so on, so that the addition of the rankings can maintain a balance.

Du Bai coldly glanced at the dull round-faced girl, the sixty-seventh Sun Bieya, and nodded at random.

Nianying looked at Li Wangyu, who was clearly fierce as a lion, but could only be 65 in line. She really didn’t want to be with the dragging people, but since it was arranged by the teacher, she also paid her attention. Anyway, I just met.

Xu Lingling's innocent expression suddenly wrinkled, as if she had eaten ten bitter gourds, she looked at Pang Yi who was ranked seventy-one with disgust, and looked at waste.

Zhao Yange really didn't expect that he would partner with the first madman, but suddenly he was full of security. The wind and snow have weighed on everyone for more than ten years, and his power is still very sufficient.

Therefore, the little short girl hurried over, bowed slightly to the wind and snow, and said respectfully: "Please give me more advice."

Feng Chuixue glanced at Xia Ji, and Xia Ji nodded to him.

Feng Chuuxue looked at the last girl with a serious face, and said respectfully: "Please advise."

Zhao Yange was stunned by his respect. The little girl knew that she was not beautiful, her brain was stupid, her strength was weak, and her potential was limited. She hurriedly said: "Don't dare, please give me some advice."

Feng Chuuxue didn't know how to get along with people at all, and he had never had a partner or anything. He had never thought about it, so he replied: "Please advise."

Zhao Yange hurriedly closed her mouth. She knew that if she continued, this terrifying but withdrawn Senior Brother Feng would always salute herself.

Every group is running in.

However, the bigger the ranking gap, the more weird the running-in.

Xia Ji asked them to practice hard, and then they left the village with Su Shu.

In the evening, the three had already reached the Su's house through Yumu Lake.

Jiao Long Fei Nian carried the three people, through the clouds and narrow airways, to the second heaven.

In the welcoming hall in the center of Erzhongtian, Patriarch Su and another black-clothed old man are sitting together.

The one who can be accompanied by the Patriarch is naturally the Patriarch Wu.

As for Su Daji's absence, the ancestor had lost his identity if he came here.

At this time, there were a lot of people sitting on both sides of the hall, apparently the elites of the Suwu family

Xia Ji cast his gaze again, but found that apart from the Su and Wu family, there were actually three other different costumes. It should be that the other three also came.

As Xia Ji walked in, the whole hall became quiet.

Everyone looked at the emperor of the Su family.

Xia Ji stepped forward, his sight was impartial, and when he reached the hall, he bowed slightly and said, "I have seen the Patriarch."

The Patriarch asked: "Did you kill Lord Wu Jiayin's underground forces?"

Xia Ji said lightly: "Yes."

The Patriarch asked again: "Yesterday the Wu family sent the Ghost Emperor to the world. Did you hurt you?"

Xia Ji said, "If the man in the manor in the lake is a ghost emperor, then I wounded him. After all, I never saw him."

Patriarch wondered: "You didn't see him, why did you hurt him badly?"

Xia Ji said, "Although it is a few thousand meters away, it can be done with one cut."

Everyone was in an uproar

The Patriarch continued to ask: "Why do you want to do this?"

Xia Ji said frankly: "Mr Wu Jiayin's underground forces killed my disciple for no reason. The subordinates of the ghost emperor wanted to **** someone from my disciple's wedding dinner. I just gave a tooth for a tooth."

The black-clothed old man in the Wu family said: "For the sake of a few uncles from outside the clan, hurt the noble emperor of my family, huh, do you consider yourself a family member?"

Xia Ji said directly: "I saved my face and didn't kill him. This is because of the face of the surviving family.

Besides, if he is really noble and an emperor, why was he cut by me?

Is he an emperor?

If you count, your Wu family is too weak, right? "

He replied incomparably domineering, and only saw the eyes of the younger generation of Su family shining brightly. He only felt that this son was really awesome and deserved to be the Su family, but the older generation showed worry.

Before the Wu Family Patriarch could speak, Xia Ji continued: "I don't take the initiative to cause trouble, nor take the initiative to injure people, but if someone bullies me, then I will cut out a hand and I will kill the other. A person."

"Okay! Okay! Okay!" The black-clothed old man in the Wu family slapped the bench abruptly. "The old man is here today. He came to your Su family and asked for an explanation. He was bullying you. Do you dare to kill me? ?"

The Su Family Patriarch glanced at Xia Ji.

He naturally knew the true status and weight of this person in the Su family.

So, after thinking about it, he looked around and said, "Or, just give it a shot? So that the head of the Wu family can teach my Su family junior?"

The black-clothed old man of the Wu family was full of question marks.

The rest are at a loss.

What mystery operation is this?

As the Patriarch of the Su Family, aren't you supposed to make a round?

If you don't make ends meet, it's okay if you don't speak, but why are you still fanning the flames?

The black old man of the Wu family was choked there for a while, not knowing what to say, there was no stage to stand.

Xia Ji raised his head and said, "The Su family disciple winds north and south, please fight."

The little old man in black from the Wu family:

If he ends up personally, it doesn't matter if he wins. If he loses or is tied, he will be ashamed to death.

At this time, on the side of the hall, a figure wrapped in a black robe "floats" out.

"Wu You, disciple of the Wu family, please fight."

The black-clothed old man glanced at him, and the ghost emperor was defeated in the eleventh stage. What are you going to do, so he said: "Go back."

The figure in the black robe seemed a little unwilling, but after all, he slowly retreated.

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent and fell into a mysterious deadlock.

The Su family is not a mortal family, not a soft persimmon that can be handled at will.

The aristocratic family system was shaken, and the Patriarch of the Su family could greet one by one, but the Patriarch of the Su family was also reckless and hard-hearted in such matters.

In a word, the skills are inferior to human beings, and if you die, you want my disciple to explain?

There are no doors.

Is it true that my Su family is not a family?

A middle-aged Zhou family sitting next to the temple said loudly: "I'm the same family, I think this fight is not good."

These words broke the deadlock, and people from the other two families also said: "Yes, when we are in the human world, when everyone has the upper hand, it is normal to fight and fight and make a contradiction, but if you specifically talk about it, there are indeed some Oh no."

The little old man in black naturally knew this, but it was the ghost emperor who was particularly injured, his most useful son, and the emperor of the Wu family!

So, he suddenly said quietly: "Where does your power come from?"

Before Xia Ji could reply, the ancestor of the Su family was stunned: "Old Wu, can't my disciple have a hole card? If you lose a game, just ask a game. Does my family still have a secret?"

The black-clothed old man said: "He can seriously hurt the ghost emperor, this power is not easy."

Xia Ji said indifferently: "Don't check it. Although I am in the tenth realm, I have ten thousand methods."

The little old man in black: "Where is the magic?"

Xia Jidao: "After ten years of walking, reading ten years of books, there are poems and books in my belly, and I will act out my own methods."

The little old man fell silent, his face full of question marks.

Suddenly, a disciple of the Wu family passed by, apparently telling the Wu Family Patriarch about "Enthusiasm in the World".

The Patriarch glanced at Xia Ji and suddenly said: "Okay! It seems that there is a wizard in the Su family! But after all, this matter is still a cause and effect, and it must be resolved."

Suddenly someone said: "Then the old rules, use power outside the family to fight, and the family won't end up personally."

Xia Jidao: "Where do I have any power? If I take away the power from the bright side, then I will hinder the national division, and I will take away the forces in the dark. It is the head of the Confucianism that has taken the Confucian officials."

Everyone thinks about it. According to the original plan, the emperor has no power at this time, and some are fame. When the new emperor begins to take the throne, he will have many ordinary dignitaries as vassals.

Moreover, this kind of large-scale confrontation is not good for the establishment of a new dynasty and the communist fight against fire.

The little old man suddenly said: "Wind north and south, since you have disciples, then you should limit your disciples to ordinary disciples to achieve this cause and effect.

Five years later, you will have three disciples, and my Wu family will also have three ordinary disciples. The three fight each other and win two games in three rounds. It is a decisive victory or defeat.

If you lose, Ning Jing invites you to come to my Wu's house and confess your mistake.

If my Wu family loses, the ghost emperor bears Jing to plead guilty and come to your Su family to admit their mistakes.

After this incident, in any case, the grievances were cleared, and no one can be held accountable, otherwise they would be enemies of my five great families at the same time, are you willing? "

Xia Ji smiled and said, "But the ghost emperor is not here."

The little old man said: "I'm sure, you can."

Xia Jidao: "How do I know if the person you picked is really a secular disciple of your Wu family? If you go to the deep mountains and old forests and find three reclusive strong men who are not born in the world, you will say that they are disciples. What about this?"

The little old man's eyes were full of self-confidence, and he groaned: "This is simple, half a month later, looking at the river upstairs, just settle the people first, and see each other clearly, then no one can fake it."

The Su Family Patriarch added: "One more thing, before these six people duel, no family can interfere with them, poisoning, assassination, etc. are not allowed to do. Whoever does it will be with me. The five great families are enemies."

The little old man said: "As it is."

"it is good!"

"Mr. Feng, you are really domineering and comfortable."

"Yes, my Su family wants someone like Mr. Feng to be in charge."

Su Shu and another teenager kept talking.

"Wait for Mr. Feng's mundane things, when I return to the Su family, I think I can definitely be the emperor!"

"Of course, Mr. Feng is only at the tenth level, and he can crush the ghost emperor of the Wu family. If he waits until Mr. Feng is at the eleventh level, he will not know how to shake the world."

"I don't like the peaceful way of the family now, especially Su Yu. The thief rebelled and joined the Wu family, so my Su family will leave it alone? What a joke?"

"Su Yu should be a traitor, what a damn!"

The pair of Su Clan teenagers and girls began to chatter again.

Xia Ji didn't stay too much, and Hu Xian'er was with her mother in the Fourth Heaven, who could give feedback in real time.

Accompanied by the two, he left the Su family.

From the bottom of the lake, all the way westward back to Jinghu Lake.

This time, the little girl named Wan Shi in Jinghu recruited a thief. She may have written down the size of the fairy. When Xia Ji stood in front of the cabin, she recognized the fairy and hurriedly welcomed Xia Ji. Into the cabin.

After making the tea, I stood awkwardly, not even dare to sit.

Xia Ji didn't care too much. After arriving in the middle of the lake, he left fifty taels of silver and left, two taels of which were the cost of the good tea pot.

After half a month.

Late autumn has passed, and early winter comes early.

Xiaoxue slowly fell on the streets and alleys of the south of the Yangtze River.

Wangjiang Tower, upstairs looking at the river, the river is thousands of miles, countless waves, endless flow.

Upstairs, there were four people sitting on the top floor.

One drink tea while the other two men and one woman sit quietly.

The tea-drinking man's posture is free and easy, the blue silk is tied at random behind him, his look is naturally like a casual man, he is extremely convergent, and will accidentally exude a little bit of grace that mortals cannot imitate.

The other two teenagers, a young girl is also very bright, anyone sitting there will make people feel very extraordinary, let alone three together?

One of the teenagers was sitting in the corner with his head down, his eyes were not in contact with anyone, and the excitement of Wangjiang Tower was out of line with him. At most, he looked sideways at the rushing river outside the railing.

When the beautiful girl who was pouring tea upstairs asked him if he wanted to drink tea, he actually blushed and said "no".

At this time, the very strong girl who was more than two meters tall said: "Oh, Brother Feng is shy?"

The boy explained: "I am excited when an opponent comes."

The strong girl blinked innocently, pretending to truly believe his evil way: "Oh."

The two are naturally Feng Chuuxue and Xu Lingling.

The other young man was extremely strong, with a stature of more than 1.9 meters, bold and bold, calm and mature, his eyes flashed with maturity far beyond his peers, even if someone called his uncle, it would not be surprising.

He is carrying a giant knife, his hair is loose, and his posture is very free and easy.

He is the third of Xia Ji's 72 disciples-Xie Qiongfeng.

If Feng Chuuxue is a believer and Xu Lingling is a butcher, then he is a hero.

Five thousand five hundred years ago,

Xia Ji shed the seeds.

Well, five thousand five hundred years later,

Will believers become gods?

Will the butcher become a demon?

Will the hero become the emperor?

It's too early to say this.

They are just waiting for someone.

(End of this chapter)