Chapter 476

Song Fei leaned back in his chair and looked at the frightened guards of the city. He said faintly, "those who came from casual cultivation can stay. As for those who have a master behind them, get out of here, or they will be scared."

Song Fei's words made some city guards with some forces behind them more frightened. With the ruthless killing in front, they did not doubt Song Fei's decision to kill.

"City master, I'll tell my lord what you said after I leave." a city guard in the spirit realm came out first and hugged Song Fei.

Some people have other forces behind them. This is an open secret. Luo Yiqing had no way to deal with it before. If Song Fei investigated carefully, the details of these people would be easily found out.

Although this spiritual cultivation also represents a certain power, that power is weak, and he dare not make decisions without authorization. He had to leave first and wait for further orders from the sect.

"Well, go and tell your family that as long as you are kind, Yue Tianyu will welcome you with both hands. If you play Yin on my back in the future, you will not be forgiven." Song Fei's murderous spirit is awe inspiring.

"Yes, I will tell you without a word." the guard Gong said, and then turned around.

Everyone watched silently until he flew into the sight of outstanding people and determined that it was absolutely safe, and his worried hearts finally fell down.

Some people set an example, and many people began to leave the city master's house and leave. Finally, only 236 people remained, including only three Jindan friars, and the rest were all foundation building.

Song Fei doesn't intend to investigate the rest of the people immediately. When he has time in the future, if he dares to deceive himself, he will spare time to settle accounts after autumn. Now I have more and more important things to do.

"Your salary is increased by 30%. You don't have to go out to patrol for the time being. Just train in the city master's residence." Song Fei said faintly.

"Yes!" the rest of them knelt in front of Song Fei on one knee and lowered their heads. They didn't straighten up until Song Fei left. They looked at each other, and a thick joy appeared on their faces.

Plus 30% reward, which is too rich for them. Originally, they thought they would be killed, but they didn't do it. It was a great misfortune. There must be a blessing for them not to die.

Back in tianque palace, the big goat in the time hall is training a group of young people. These people are now walking in a very standard way, comparable to the best etiquette soldiers in previous lives.

Of course, this is not enough. If Song Fei wants them to follow a command, he can rush up without fear, just like a soldier.

During this period, we must not have any thoughts of our own and must absolutely obey orders.

In the final stage, Song Fei allowed them to have independent thoughts. At that time, just like the special forces in previous lives, although they had independent thoughts, it was just to make them smarter, they could pinch them into a rope at will and make the best match.

Although this process is extremely simple, everyone has their own ideas, especially these young people are extremely smart, so it is still very difficult to absolutely obey orders at present.

"Husband!" suddenly, Song Fei heard Jun wanshuang shouting at himself in the cold ice hall. Although the cry was very light, for Song Fei, the owner of tianque palace, any wind and grass could not escape his perception.

As long as his heart moved, Song Fei appeared in the cold ice hall, where there was the way of cold ice left by the first generation of saints. After many days of running in, Jun wanshuang inherited almost all of it.

"How's it going?" he walked into the cold ice hall and watched Jun wanshuang put on her black clothes again. Song Fei came forward, stroked her hair and asked softly.

Jun wanshuang's body gently leaned against Song Fei's right shoulder, gently drew a circle on his chest and gently said, "my way of cold ice is basically fully understood. Next, I have to understand the way of yin and Yang. I may have to shut up for a long time. No, people miss you."

Song Fei sat beside Jun wanshuang and whispered, "even if you're closed and don't have any special needs, go to the time hall. You can save time."

"People listen to you." Jun wanshuang replied, but he won't see you for a long time.

"Hehe, time passes quickly during cultivation. Don't think about it." Song Fei gently brushed Jun wanshuang's hair, and Jun wanshuang's head subconsciously leaned against his shoulder.

After a while, Jun wanshuang broke the peace and said in Song Fei's ear, "husband, Xiao Ru is deeply in love with you. Do you want to pretend to be stupid all the time?"

Song Fei was stunned and smiled bitterly. Song Fei didn't know how to deal with Qin Xiaoru's problem. Qin Xiaoru seemed unable to see the relationship between herself and Jun wanshuang. She was still as pure and warm as before, which made Song Fei feel afraid to tell her. She was afraid that putting forward Jun wanshuang would break her warm state with Qin Xiaoru.

Seeing Song Fei's hesitation, Jun wanshuang smiled foolishly: "silly husband, you are so smart at ordinary times. Don't you know that Xiaoru has been waiting for you to confess?"

"But you and her." Song Fei sighed.

"I know her, and she knows me." Jun wanshuang leaned her head against Song Fei's chest and listened to his heartbeat. "Xiao Ru is a considerate girl and deeply loves you, and people can see that you also love and love Xiao Ru, so what are you hesitating about?"

"I know all this." at this moment, Song Fei rarely confided, "but I just can't open my mouth. I don't know how to tell her about our relationship."

"Hee hee, silly husband, you made up your mind to kill and fight, but you didn't expect to be so timid. People can't help you with this problem." Jun wanshuang smiled.

"Pa!" Song Fei clapped his palm on Jun wanshuang's snow-white palm, which made Jun wanshuang hum. This hum was very tempting and made Song Fei's heart move.

The night is deep, and this night is destined to be a sleepless night. Many people in Optimus city are busy. Song Fei announced that in order to celebrate the establishment of Optimus City, all monks can fly in the city today. Of course, the time is limited to one day.

Song Fei's potential meaning is very obvious. Those who should find someone should find someone and those who should repay. After today, Lao Tzu will fully accept the city.

In the city master's house, Song Fei had a tea machine in front of him. Qin Xiaoru, learning the way biyanrou used to make tea, offered hot tea.

Opposite Song Fei, a young man with a leisurely face was sitting, slowly tasting tea, as if enjoying the aroma of tea.

"Elder Hai, please forgive me for disturbing you so late." Song Fei smiled.

"Things are changeable." Feng Wanghai sighed, "only built the foundation and peak a year ago. After a year, even I have to look up to you. You are really lucky."

"It's great luck." Song Fei also smiled. "He died many times, and each time he finally came back to life."

Song Fei's understatement is enough for Feng Wanghai to imagine that he has experienced the hardships of a narrow life.

"Paying doesn't necessarily have a return, but the return must be paid, which I believe." Feng Wanghai said with a smile, "now I should call you Lord Yue. I don't know if Lord Yue came here late at night. What business do you want to talk about?"

"Hahaha!" Song Fei put down his tea cup, looked at Feng Wanghai's eyes, and said, "elder Hai is a master of xuanjing and a heavyweight of Liuyun Pavilion. He is not afraid of being despised."

The fengwanghai stall stood up and said in an indifferent way: "I am a merchant, and Liuyun Pavilion is the largest merchant in the cultivation world. I don't explore business. Do I want to learn to kill people in the dark hall?"

"Dark hall?" Song Fei heard the name for the first time.

"Oh, you don't know the dark hall?" Feng Wanghai was a little strange.

Song Fei shook his head and said softly, "listen to the meaning of elder Hai, is it possible that the dark hall is a killing organization."

"Yes, it's just the largest assassination organization in Xiuzhen mainland. As long as they can afford the price, they dare to take the task of killing immortals." Feng Wanghai said with a smile, "so city Lord Yue should be careful. If they offend the rich, they can ask city Lord Yue's life through the dark hall. That's a very troublesome thing."

"Is the dark hall terrible?" Song Fei said.

"Basically, it's an endless situation." Feng Wanghai said faintly, "once the dark hall is on the list of killing, it's almost certain to die. Of course, it's not all. At least there are several lists that have existed for hundreds of years or thousands of years on the black list of the dark hall. Those people still survived after the tireless pursuit of the dark hall."

Song Fei closed his eyes slightly and didn't know what he was thinking.

Feng Wanghai still leisurely tasted tea, and Qin Xiaoru poured tea for him.

After a while, Song Fei opened his eyes and showed a smile on his face: "thank you, elder Hai."

"Hehe, I didn't say anything." Feng Wanghai shook his head and continued to taste tea.

Song Fei knew that Feng Wanghai would never mention the dark hall for no reason, and this time, he just offended many business shops, involving Lingshi.

These people are likely to use money to buy out powerful killers and kill themselves. I'm afraid they are also such people, even if they don't kill themselves.

And Feng Wanghai reminded himself that he sold himself a favor.

"Thank you, elder Hai. I'm Qingtian city. I'm willing to serve Liuyun Pavilion for 30 years duty-free." Song Fei said with a smile.

Feng Wanghai looked at Song Fei with a smile and said faintly, "Lord Yue, do you know how many Lingshi I Liuyun Pavilion handed over to Qingtian city in a year? It's tax-free for 30 years. Don't be distressed."

"Oh, how much?" for this number, Song Fei doesn't have much concept, only knows that there should be a lot.

Feng Wanghai stretched out a finger and said with a faint smile: "with all the income from the auction house and selling magic weapon pills, there is this number."

"100000?" Song Fei exclaimed, secretly saying that he was really a loser.

"A million." Feng Wanghai looked into Song Fei's eyes and smiled faintly.