Chapter 873 The son of the richest man in the capital! Jiang Yuan's Murder

In the middle of the night, the lonely moon hangs high.

In the center of the execution ground, black curtains cover all directions, and a phantom kneeling inside can be vaguely seen.

This is the rule of the demon master, kill the felons who have colluded with demons and sacrifice to the adulterous priests, blood will be seen on the knife edge, incense will be sent off, and the sun, moon and stars will not be visible to the dead.

"This guy has killed so many of us, it's finally a crime."

"Don't take it lightly. It is said that this person enshrines the snake demon, cultivates cocoons, eats many virgins and virgins, and even practiced the method of feigning death..."

"It's useless, the head is in a different place, and it can't be resurrected."

A group of demon-slaying guards surrounded the execution ground, looking at the figure inside the black curtain, they shared a common hatred.

"Tsk tsk, killing this kind of thing requires the dignified Dao Realm to personally supervise and kill it!?"

At this moment, outside the execution ground, a young man came, wearing a bamboo hat, but his eyes fell on Jiang Yuan who was at the top of the execution ground.

At this moment, Jiang Yuan waved his hand, and a [Incense of Rebirth] lit up in front of him.

This is also the rule of the Yuyaosi. Anyone who kills a repeat offender must light the [Incense of Rebirth]. This kind of incense can dispel resentment, appease the dead, and wash away evil spirits.

Yu Yaosi's shop in the capital also sells it. For example, if someone dies in their home or has a haunted house, they will buy a [Incense of Past Life] to take back.

"Hey, you **** of Yu Yaosi, you can't cut off Grandpa's head..."

At this moment, a burst of cold laughter came from the black curtain, cold and sneaky.

"Execution!?"

As soon as the words fell, the long knife was raised high, showing its sharpness, the light of the knife flashed, and a human head was thrown away high, the **** light soaring into the sky was really eye-catching.

"Hahaha... I said, you can't kill me..."

At this moment, a strange scene appeared, the flying human head laughed wildly in the air, and in an instant, the dark wind suddenly covered the sky and the moon.

Suddenly, the head opened its mouth suddenly, and a long white snake flew out of it, as if it was flying across the sky, and it flew directly out of the execution ground.

"Little bastards, I will look for you one by one when the master comes back."

The white snake laughed wildly and flew straight away from the execution ground.

"Tsk tsk, if this makes you run away, I'm afraid Brother Jiang Yuan will lose face."

At this moment, the young man in the bamboo hat smiled slightly, and when he raised his hand, the terrifying power exploded like a river and sea, and a vortex surged up, unexpectedly imprisoning that strange white snake.

"You... who are you..."

The white snake fell into the young man's hands, roaring wildly, the small snake's head suddenly grew bigger, opened its **** mouth, and bit the young man's head.

"It's really thin and small, and it's embarrassing when it comes out."

The young man whispered, he held it with five fingers, and a terrifying force burst the white snake, and the floating void rippled like ripples, engulfing it together with the remaining flesh and blood.

Such an understatement caused the execution ground to boil, and a series of horrified gazes cast one after another, filled with deep awe.

You know, in order to capture this demon cultivator, the demon master killed many masters.

However, the main body of this demon cultivator is like a chicken and a dog in front of the young man in front of him.

This level of strength immediately attracted all the demon-slayer guards on the execution ground.

"Tsk tsk, is it such a big battle?" the young man said lightly.

"Wang Ling, why did you play tricks as soon as you returned to the capital?"

At this moment, Jiang Yuan moved away from the left and right, and walked over with a smile.

"Brother Jiang Yuan, I haven't seen you for a long time, are you safe?" Wang Ling took off his bamboo hat and grinned lightly.

"It's all gone."

Jiang Yuan laughed, walked over, and gave Wang Ling a big hug.

The scene in front of him made the surrounding demon slayer guards even more curious.

You know, Jiang Yuan is a master of the Dao Realm, and he has a high prestige among the Demon Slayer Guards. He rarely speaks on weekdays and shows his majesty, but he seldom shows his emotions like today.

"Idiots, you newcomers don't know, but they are the disciples of King Yuan."

At this moment, a senior demon slayer guard reminded.

"Prince Yuan's disciple!?"

When everyone heard the words, they all showed strange colors.

"Young man, don't say that I didn't teach you, no matter where you are, there are factions... Although the most powerful of our demon masters are the Nine Great Pillars, the Yuanwang faction belongs to the emerging nobles, and their power should not be underestimated..."

"Master Jiang Yuan, Overlord, Ominous King, Demon Master... These adults belong to the faction of King Yuan."

"They are members of the faction, and they are naturally close. If you want to mix well, you must not be on the wrong team."

As he spoke, a smug look appeared on the face of the quite old demon slayer guard. He had to say that it felt really good to admonish newcomers, he was superior and supercilious.

"So there are so many ways...Old Wang, please teach me how to stand in line." The newcomer was modest.

Who would have thought that when the senior Yaozhanwei turned his head, tears were streaming down his face.

"If I hadn't stood on the wrong team, how could I still be guarding the execution ground today? Teach you? Who taught me!?"

As he spoke, the senior Yao Slayer Guard led the crowd away to clean up the mess.

"Stinky boy, when did you come back?"

At this moment, Jiang Yuan hooked Wang Ling's shoulder and left the execution ground.

In front of Zhou Dao, Jiang Yuan is a little brother.

But in front of Jiang Yuan, Wang Ling is just a little brother.

In fact, since Wang Ling worshiped in the Sunset Sect, Zhou Dao spent most of his time with Jiang Yuan in training with Wang Ling, except for his daily guidance, and even personally ended up as a training partner.

It is no exaggeration to say that Wang Ling's actual combat experience was honed by Jiang Yuan and Lin Xiaoxiao in the double abuse of men and women.

"Why didn't you say anything when you ran back?" Jiang Yuan's expression became serious.

He sent Wang Ling to lurk in the town magic department, and it was a bit out of order to run back without making a sound.

"Boss, don't you know? Zhenmensi is going to let me lurk in Yuyaosi..." Wang Ling said helplessly.

"What?" Jiang Yuan was stunned.

"But don't worry, my master is now the Liming Sword Lord of the Town Magic Division. He has a high position and authority, and he can stand up for it..." Wang Ling grinned.

He has an unrestrained temper and is unrestrained. He was curious and excited about this latent work at first, but he got tired of it after a long time.

"Sword Lord Liming!?" Jiang Yuan's eyes suddenly sank.

"Master, didn't I tell you?" Wang Ling made a gesture of silence: "Then pretend I didn't tell you."

"You are relieved..." Jiang Yuan regained his composure, and looked Wang Ling up and down: "It seems that you have gained a lot from going out this time, and you have made great progress."

"Of course..." Wang Ling's eyes flashed brightly, and the playful smile just now was gone.

During this period of time in the Zhenmagic Division, Zhou Dao did not hesitate to use public affairs for personal gain, and opened the door of convenience for his precious apprentice. The next dark lord to train.

It is no exaggeration to say that today's Wang Ling has been completely reborn, not what he used to be.

"I'm quite confident."

"Of course, if I see Eldest Sister again this time, she won't be able to bully me." Wang Ling grinned and said that she couldn't wait to compete with Lin Xiaoxiao.

rumbling...

At this moment, Jiang Yuan made a sudden move, and he pointed out that ten thousand dao brilliance flowed, almost turning into a line, sweeping towards Wang Ling who was close at hand like a gap between heaven and earth.

The artistic conception of this hand is erratic, and the atmosphere is full of killing and cutting, and there is even a faint shadow of the Mayfly Sword Art.

boom…

Wang Ling stood still, almost reacting instinctively, his body vibrated violently, as if there was a round of great sun leaping in a trance, ancient and mysterious, revealing the invincible power of a century.

In an instant, the space around Wang Ling's body suddenly distorted, instantly extinguishing that ray of murderous intent.

"Huang Riyin...it's really powerful." Jiang Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly. Although he didn't use all his strength, he just tried it out briefly, but the power Wang Ling displayed still made him feel unbelievable.

He had heard from Zhou Dao that the power of Wang Ling's cultivation was rare in ancient times. Once he got on the right track, his cultivation speed was unmatched by anyone.

Today's Wang Ling has indeed been reborn, and he is completely different from before leaving the capital, and he is already in a state of endless battle.

"You are indeed quite powerful, I'm afraid Xiaoxiao can't handle you anymore..."

Jiang Yuan quickly made a judgment. Lin Xiaoxiao has a high starting point and has followed Zhou Dao for a long time, but she has cultivated the [Sacred Sun Seal], so she may not be able to take it just by looking at her combat power today. Next Jiang Yuan.

The gap between the two has been unknowingly smoothed out, and Wang Ling will be even more terrifying in the future.

"Hey, senior sister can't handle me, but I'm going to handle her..." Wang Ling sneered.

"It seems that you were bullied by her very much..." Jiang Yuan joked.

"Not at all...Master has accepted two of our apprentices now, so it's natural to be a little aggrieved sometimes. When there are more juniors and younger sisters in the future, it doesn't matter if I have had enough of my senior brother's addiction." Wang Ling grinned.

Ever since the day he started, when he knew that he only had one senior sister, Wang Ling's dream of a senior brother has never stopped.

But Wang Ling also knew that his master had a very high status and extraordinary strength. He was born as a genius, and ordinary people naturally couldn't get into his eyes. It was understandable that he still didn't accept other disciples all these years.

Regarding this, Wang Ling is not in a hurry, if the heart is there, the dream is there, and the position of senior brother will always come.

"Eh... your master didn't tell you... your lineage..."

Jiang Yuan hesitated to speak.

"Tell me what?" Wang Ling asked curiously.

"It's nothing." Jiang Yuan looked at the expectant light in Wang Ling's eyes, shook his head, but still didn't say anything.

"By the way, big brother Jiang Yuan, you are a dignified Daoist, why do you even have to ask about such things as supervising and beheading monsters?"

At this moment, Wang Ling remembered something and asked suddenly.

"He's no ordinary monster..."

Jiang Yuan shook his head: "I'll take you to a place."

While speaking, Jiang Yuan took Wang Ling to step out, and then disappeared in place.

When Wang Ling raised his head again, he was already on the top of the peak. Looking up, he could see the capital city. There were many palaces on the mountain, the sound of silk, bamboo and wind music could be heard endlessly, and beautiful figures with long sleeves were dancing on the high platform.

"Brother Jiang Yuan, what is this place?" Wang Ling couldn't help asking.

This place looks like the territory of princes and nobles. After all, it can overlook the capital and build palaces... It is not the blessing that ordinary people and rich families can have.

"This mountain is called Shouyang Mountain, and it is the private property of the Wang family, the richest man in the capital."

"What?" Wang Ling was taken aback. He had stayed in the capital for a long time and made friends with many aristocratic families.

He knew that the imperial court had its own laws, and all land within 500 miles of the capital was forbidden to be bought or sold privately, let alone private ownership, especially in places like Shouyang Mountain, where there are thousands of mu in two days, and its geographical location The location is even better.

Even the Zhuangzi of some princes can't compare.

"The Wang family has some energy. I heard that this Yangshan song was purchased through the relationship of Wu Wangfu, and it was just a loophole in the law."

Jiang Yuan looked indifferent, and walked towards the high platform of the palace in the distance.

"The son of the richest man in the capital, named Wang Siming, five years ago, was detained by the patrol camp for colluding with three famous family members Dingdang Street to kill people. He was released the next day and spent two million taels to settle the matter hastily." Jiang Yuan Said lightly.

"Sure enough, money can turn ghosts around." Wang Ling said softly.

Two million taels is insignificant to the son of the richest man in the capital, but to ordinary people, it is wealth that may not be earned in a lifetime.

If there is such an opportunity to get rich, many people will rush to come, of course, the premise is to save their lives.

"Brother Jiang Yuan, what does this have to do with the demon path you just supervised?"

"The demon way just now is the steward next to this Wang Siming." Jiang Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly: "He has not only cultivated demon skills."

As he spoke, Jiang Yuan took a step forward and brought Wang Ling to appear on the high platform.

Immediately, the melodious music stopped abruptly, and those singers who were still dancing lightly uttered sharp screams when they saw the sudden appearance of the two, and each hid in a corner.

"Um!?"

Sitting at the top was a young man with a strong figure and a pampered look. Seeing the person coming at this moment, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"A member of the Demon Master?"

"I don't know if the two officials are here, what's your business?" The young man leaned on the bench paved with mink fur and asked indifferently without getting up.

"He Jiuyin is your manager?" Jiang Yuan said lightly.

"What? Wasn't he punished by your demon master Ming Zhengdian? This person has no connection with my Wang family." Wang Siming said lightly.

"He traded and killed about six hundred pairs of boys and girls, you didn't know about it?" Jiang Yuan asked again~lightnovelpub.net~I don't know. "

"He took a girl's heart to make alchemy, and you didn't know?"

"Of course not."

"You don't even know that he serves fitters!?" Jiang Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a sneer.

As soon as this remark came out, Wang Siming, who was sitting high above, suddenly changed color and straightened up suddenly.

"A fit!?"

Wang Ling couldn't help but change color when he heard that, that was their great enemy of the Sunset Sect.

"Who would have thought that the son of the dignified richest man in the capital would be a fit person..."

Jiang Yuan's eyes narrowed, and murderous intent suddenly arose: "Bold monster, I can tell you are not human at a glance!"

The sound of the sound rolled like a thunderclap, and Jiang Yuan let out a long roar, and his big hand grasped forward like a mountain avalanche.