Chapter 215 People live in the world like skins, and their reputation and status are all false

  Following the orders of the two purple guards, the black-clothed officers of Xuanyin Division pressed on step by step.

  In stark contrast, the many generals of the East Prince's Mansion took a step back every time Xuanyin Division took a step forward.

  Xuanyin Division is the emperor's personal soldier. This is the consensus of the Wu Zhou Dynasty. The Eastern King Zhu Minjun has a golden sword in his hand, and he can kill several Xuanyin Divisions. Even if he offends the face of the emperor and pushes a few to pay for the death of the dead ghost, after some punishment, the throne will still be his.

  East King can do it, but they can't. If he really confronts Xuan Yinsi head-on in broad daylight, no matter whether he wins or loses, he won't be able to keep his head.

  The crowd kept receding, showing signs of defeat.

  Seeing this, Zhu Minjun was quite anxious. He cut the faint king up with the golden sword, and the courtiers down. He just listened to these words, and let alone the first half of the sentence, he would have fun, and he didn't dare to say the second half.

It's okay to scare the rookie who has never seen the world with the golden sword given by the emperor. When he really meets someone who is stubborn and stretches his neck over, he can only praise his courage. .

  Here, the way to settle down.

  Emperors of the Wu and Zhou dynasties cut down the vassals several times, and the East Prince’s Mansion has stood for eight hundred years, not for anything else, but because it has achieved the ultimate in two points.

   Cowardly enough.

   will lick.

  The family forces stick to Dongwang County, never take a step, never extend outward, and never have bad relations with other officials. Every New Year's Eve, mighty soldiers clear the way, and several carts send the rare treasures to the capital, and pay homage to the wives and grandparents of the clan one by one.

   Having achieved these two points, no matter how much they bully the people, the officials of the surrounding counties will just ignore it and will not report to the capital.

  The higher-ups didn’t receive a report, so even if there were hearsay, they would turn a blind eye.

…

impossible!

  As early as when the feudal clan was cut, the East Prince’s lineage had its spine broken, and their psychology and physiology did not allow them to harden.

  Zhu Minjun groaned inwardly, it is impossible to fight head-on, and it is a dead end.

   Don’t resist forcefully, let the other party search…

   This is no different from suicide.

   Hard or soft, what should I do?

  Seeing that Lu Bei and Hu San have nothing to worry about, one excitedly waiting to raid the house, and the other gloomily waiting to suppress the rebels, Zhu Minjun was even more annoyed.

  If I had known that the two newly appointed Purple Guards acted so boldly, I should have sent the money over earlier. Now it’s all right. They want both the military merit and the bank notes.

  Backing back a few steps in a row, Zhu Minjun saw that the generals were already on the verge of being defeated, and knew that life was at a critical juncture, and if he took another step back, he might be doomed.

  He stood firmly with the knife, looking anxiously at his brother.

  In the three great talents, the county guard and the county supervisor looked flustered, and the county lieutenant was full of bitterness. After so long, I didn't see the soldiers under him. I'm afraid they all surrendered to the enemy bravely.

   It doesn’t matter if your own people are unreliable, there are also outsiders.

  Zhu Minjun looked at everyone in Qishi Academy, the smoky gangsters, all of them were celebrities on the wanted list, he was raised at home and served him with good food and drink, so that he could be useful today.

  Now that things have happened, Zhu Minjun has already understood that if he confronts the emperor's personal soldiers head-on, he will only fall into Lu Bei and Hu San's tricks, allowing them to be searched and framed.

  The only way to break the situation is by outsiders. First drive away the two evil-minded Ziwei, and then rush to the capital to cry and find the clan's grandpas to support him.

   At that time, throw outsiders out to deal with business, the emperor will save face, and everything will be peaceful.

   Be careful!

  Receiving Zhu Minjun's gaze, the monks of the Qishi Academy were a little hesitant.

   It's not that he's afraid of trouble, he's a fugitive on the list, his head is marked with a price, and Zhu Minjun is keeping him, so he won't run away. Now is the time to show his worth.

  The reason for the hesitation is that both Lu Bei and Hu San have innate Dzogchen cultivation bases, and if they rush forward rashly, it is very likely that they will give it in vain.

   Several people have a B number for their own abilities, and at the same time look at the highest level of cultivation in Qishi Academy - Flying Centipede.

  The flying centipede was wearing a black robe, and got a lot of eyes asking for advice. With a cold snort, he stepped forward. Seeing this, the wizards followed with smiles on their faces.

  In place, only a dazed little boy was left.

  Little boy: "..."

  He is not a monk in the Qishi Academy, so by asking for directions, he asked Zhu's family, the head dragon of Dongwang County, to help find someone.

"The two purple guards fled quickly. These distinguished guests have been entrenched in the palace for several days. Their cultivations are so high that this king cannot refuse them. The monk in charge has the cultivation of transforming gods. If they don't leave, their lives will be lost." When the outsider made a move, Zhu Minjun made up his mind and kindly reminded him.

   "God Transformation Realm..."

   "Who is that, the commentator, come out and popularize science, how much is the level of God Transformation?"

   "From level 80 to level 99, this stage is considered to be a god, and Wu Zhou is a master among masters."

   "It's scary!"

   "That's all right, our headmaster started with 100+, beating him is like Zhou Yu beating Huang Gai."

   "What do you mean, **** blooming?"

   "One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. I don't know. Did you skip class during the nine-year obligation?"

  “…

  The players gathered together, blah blah, and the headmaster was supporting them when the sky fell. They had mixed experience in paddling without any panic.

   Hu San, who was facing a group of strange men, didn't panic, he was just a metamorphosis. If he wanted to move him, he had to ask his second brother's opinion first.

  Lu Bei didn't panic anymore. He was a rookie at the same level. He had an absolute advantage in realm. He lowered his head and thought about how to play more coolly and which posture was the most handsome.

   As expected, some players must have recorded videos, and even started a live broadcast. It is a matter of image, so you have to pretend if you are forced or not.

   "Master Ziwei, are you going to leave, or is someone sending you away smoothly?"

  The flying centipede made a hoarse sound, and waited for three or five breaths. Seeing Hu San looking up at the sky, Lu Bei lowered his head in a daze, snorted coldly, and raised his hand to press down on the two of them.

  In an instant, the storm was like a flood, and a few strands of wind blades as thin as hair were hidden in it, like a tiger roaring, rumbling towards the two of them.

   Lu Bei rode on horseback, unmoved by the head-on attack.

   Behind, in the Xuanyin Division's camp, a strong man in a silver guard jumped out.

  He has an ordinary appearance, two extremely thick eyebrows, and four elephants and four spirits are tattooed on his round head. Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku, and Xuanwu are all crowded together.

   Zhiyuan!

  He stepped forward, stood in front of the tall horse, and swung an unremarkable straight fist, breaking the violent storm with a bang.

  The wind blade bounced off the hair, and cut the masonry of the school yard after landing, leaving a faint gap.

  The attack was easily extinguished, the flying centipede didn't take it seriously, it was just a tentative attack, he hadn't exerted any strength yet, when he saw Zhiyuan's figure and appearance, his heart trembled suddenly.

  This monk looks familiar, he seems to have seen it somewhere.

  The most bizarre thing is that a mere silver guard, the lowest-ranked **** in the Xuanyin Division, has a cultivation level that makes him unable to see through the depth.

   There are oddities!

"The bald head sweeping the floor killed everyone except the flying centipede. Be quick with your movements. This is the East Prince's Mansion, and it will soon be the property of the public. If you sell you for every brick and stone, you won't be able to pay for it." Lu Bei Raising his eyes, he said in a serious manner, and then continued to bow his head deeply.

  It's ashamed to say that, with his talent in practice, he has a little inspiration in pretending to be aggressive.

   It’s installed, it’s already started.

  Boom!

  Zhiyuan disappeared, leaving two footprints on the spot, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Zhu Minjun.

  Looking directly into the ruthless eyes, Zhu Minjun was terrified, and felt boundless pressure coming, facing a cold corpse without emotion.

  He staggered back a few steps, the golden knife in his hand fell, the crisp sound frightened him, his legs limp and he fell to the ground.

  It wasn't until this time that several monks from the Qishi Mansion fell down slowly. Everyone had fist marks on their chests, and they vomited blood profusely.

  Refining the Void Realm Buddha Cultivates the Flesh Body and Hammers the Innate Realm, basically one punch at a time, the rhythm of seeing you in the next life, several people survived for a while, it is purely due to the general environment.

  The resources of wild monsters in Wuzhou are scarce, and the innate level is just right. Rather than spawning them all at once, it is better to keep them in the basement to seduce players.

  Flying Centipede was punched, his chest was sunken, and he vomited blood. The vitality of the God Transformation Realm was strong, and he shook his body twice before he survived.

  Recalling Zhiyuan's identity, he said in shock: "I remembered, you are the demon monk Zhiyuan, an old monk who is at the top of the wanted list."

  Zhi Yuan turned around expressionlessly, and stared straight at the flying centipede, only seeing him trembling all over, as if seeing a ghost.

   "Why, Zhiyuan, you are already at the Void Refining Realm and a person of the first level of a land god. Why do you want to be a dog for Xuanyin Division?"

  Of course, it may also be because I found out that the end of being a bad guy is to be recruited into a dog, and I am very unconvinced.

   "Master Lu has amazing supernatural powers, Zhiyuan was enlightened by him, and he was completely convinced. As for the land gods and dogs..."

  Zhi Yuan clasped his palms together, and said hoarsely: "People live in the world like skins, and their reputation and status are all vain. Whether it is a **** or a dog, it is just a title, and the old monk doesn't care. Why should the benefactor get angry? Just pretend."

"I do not believe!"

Flying Centipede was furious, reminded by Zhi Yuan, suddenly thought of Lu Ziwei, who was only in the Xiantian realm, his eyes were red and said: "Yes, he is a little monk in the Xiantian realm, how can he be qualified to be your master? You are at his mercy." There are other reasons."

   After saying that, the flying centipede turned around and charged towards Lu Bei. Halfway through the charge, its thin body swelled into a three-meter-high, half-human, half-wolf demon body.

   Fangs howl the storm, claws tear the hurricane, a dash comes…

   Didn't make it.

  Lu Bei raised his eyes to look at the flying centipede, which manifested the body of a half-demon. The golden eagle eyes showed boundless majesty.

  【Shenwei Lv (fixed level)】

  Suppression from the top of the food chain, those with inferior blood, once judged, regardless of the realm level, all attributes will be weakened by 50%

  Looking at the eagle eyes, the flying centipede trembled, its limbs became weak, and it dispersed the demon body with a wail, and slid to the front of the tall horse in a kneeling posture.

   "Why, Your Excellency also wants to be Ziwei's dog?" Lu Bei condescended, casting a large shadow.

  The flying centipede was in the dark, only seeing a pair of golden eyes, the jaw was trembling, and the inexplicable fear lingered like a shadow.

   "You, what are you...?"

  (end of this chapter)