Chapter 1011

"Reward a level 4 elixir? Can't that improve my cultivation to a higher level!"

"Emperor, unexpectedly so generous, I see that although the emperor is not a member of our tianniu clan, he is much stronger than the previous Jiang Hai City Lord. I am willing to follow the emperor to Hancheng!"

"Emperor Zu really wants to consider for us. He really wants to improve our strength!"

"Go to Hancheng, go to Hancheng!"

……

As Mo Wentian said this, the crowd instantly burst into flames.

Excited voices rang out, and they looked at Mo Wentian with a touch of respect in their eyes.

"Boss, your words are really effective!"

Magic day looked at this scene, the corners of his mouth slightly, looking at Mo Wentian, smiling.

"We have just accepted Licheng. If we don't give some benefits, we won't be so happy!"

The cold voice sounded, and a cold light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"But, boss..."

Huan Tian opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

"Uncle Niu, it's getting late. It's time to start!"

The next moment, it seems to think of something, don't ask the sky, looking at Uncle Niu, coldly ordered.

"Yes, Lord!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Niu Bo quickly agreed.

Immediately, a lot of figures went in the direction of Hancheng.

The distance between Hancheng and Licheng is only ten thousand miles, according to the speed of Mo Wentian and others.

An hour later, Mo Wentian and others appeared in front of the gate of Hancheng.

"Isn't this Niu Bo from Licheng? What are they doing in Hancheng?"

"Who is the boy in front of him? Why has he never been seen in ancient places? Looking at him, it seems that he is the head of these people. What does he mean by bringing so many people to Hancheng?"

"No, that boy's cultivation, but why did he stand in front of everyone in the early stage of the king of heaven!"

"Look at their posture, it must not be a good thing to come to Hancheng. Go to inform the city owner quickly!"

……

Looking at the figure of Mo Wentian and others, Hancheng's disciples immediately talked in front of Hancheng's gate.

What's more, the janitor Hancheng disciple quickly went in the direction of Hancheng Chengzhu mansion.

"This emperor is the emperor of Licheng. Hurry to inform you that the Lord of Hancheng comes out and kneels down to meet!"

At this time, Mo Wentian's mouth was slightly raised, and a evil smile spread.

But the cold voice rang through the whole Hancheng.

"The emperor of Licheng? When did Licheng have any emperor? Isn't the Lord of Licheng Jiang Hai?"

"This boy is so arrogant that he dares to let our city Lord kneel down to meet him. I think he is tired of living!"

"In the early days of a little heavenly king, he dared to shout in our Hancheng. I think if the LORD came out, the boy would be dead!"

"Arrogance always has to pay for arrogance. Wait for a good play!"

……

Listening to Mo Wentian's arrogant words, countless disciples were stunned in front of the gate of Hancheng.

After returning to his senses, figures looked at Mo Wentian. When he saw that Mo Wentian was in the early days of the king of heaven, he began to talk with contempt on his face.

At the moment, there was joy in Hancheng's mansion.

"Lord, come on, I'm here?"

"Lord, come and catch me!"

"Cluck..."

"Lord, you are so bad!"

……

In the most luxurious courtyard of the city Lord's mansion, a middle-aged man with a bright red scarf over his eyes and a treacherous smile on his face.

Chasing a group of charming women in tight skirts.

"Beauty, let the city master catch you, and you should serve the city master well!"

"Hahahaha..."

The middle-aged man pounced hard, but he pounced empty, but there was no anger on his face. On the contrary, the raised smile became more and more treacherous.

"Lord, it's bad!"

"No, Lord!"

"Claiming to be the emperor of Licheng, he came to Hancheng with 50000 Licheng disciples!"

At this moment, a panic voice came.

"Don't you see the city Lord doing business?"

"You've lived enough, haven't you?"

Smelling the words, the middle-aged man instantly tore open the scarf over his eyes, and the good thing was interrupted. Looking at the Hancheng disciple in front of him, a terrible killing intention rose in his eyes.

He shouted in a cold voice. In the next moment, he came forward directly and kicked the disciple of Hancheng to the ground with one foot.

"Lord, calm down. There must be something urgent. You might as well listen. It's not too late to kill him again!"

Suddenly, a fiery red figure came slowly, gently pulling the middle-aged man's clothes, and said coquettishly.

"Then listen to hong'er!"

"Come on, what happened?"

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and took the woman named hong'er into his arms.

Immediately, he looked at the Hancheng disciple in front of him coldly and shouted coldly.

In fact, when the disciple came, he had already said something about it, but at that time, the mayor of Hancheng, who was annoyed by good things, didn't listen at all.

"Yes..."

"Yes, Lord!"

"The emperor of Licheng is coming!"

Hearing the words, the disciple of Hancheng hurriedly opened his mouth and answered.

His face was full of respect, but his body trembled.

"What?"

"The emperor of Licheng?"

"When did Licheng have an emperor? When did someone call it the emperor in all the cities of our tianniu clan?"

Hearing the speech, Han Jin, the mayor of Hancheng, was instantly stunned.

Returning to his senses, he loosened his arm around the woman, and his expression instantly became serious. Looking at the disciple of Hancheng, he said coldly.

"Report to the city Lord, this... I don't know!"

The disciple of Hancheng said respectfully.

"Isn't Jiang Hai, the mayor of Hancheng?"

"Although his cultivation is the perfect state of the king of heaven, he was demoted from Tiancheng. It is impossible for him to visit Hancheng!"

It seemed to think of something, and Han Jin's eyes flickered with cold light.

A look of surprise rose on his face.

"Lord, this... This man is not Jiang Hai!"

"The first is a teenager!"

The disciple of Hancheng said tremblingly.

"Not Jiang Hai?"

"Is it a teenager?"

Hearing this, Han Jin's eyebrows could not help frowning.

In Licheng, there are no people with strong accomplishments except Jiang Hai and his son Jiang Yujie.

"Is it Jiang Yujie?"

The next moment, Han Jin stepped forward, looked at the disciple, and said coldly.