Immemorial Pill Venerable

Is Chapter 1087 still important?

In the pub!

A fist wind flashed, and the burly body of the public defender fluttered high, hitting the wall of the tavern, and a layer of cracked spider webs shook out from the wall. Before the public defender climbed up, The sole of his foot immediately pressed on his chest.

"Without that cold-blooded machine, you still dare to be fierce to this Uncle, you really don't know how to write the words!" It was a young man with a face of a donkey who stepped on the road.

The donkey-faced young man bent down and looked down at the Gong Yujian under his feet, with a mocking smile at the corners of his mouth.

"Unable to withstand a single blow, this level is also worthy of entering the finals? Dirty my eyes!" Behind the young man with the face of the donkey, four companions laughed and surrounded him.

"Donkey second, let him contribute the prizes he won in the finals. Otherwise, the big brother's knife is going to drink blood..." One of them is quite majestic, with a beard on both cheeks. The guy slowly drew out a heavy knife from behind, blade light murderous aura densely covered, staring at the legs and hands of Gong Yujian with unkind eyes, and licking his tongue cruelly.

The cultivation base of these five people is not too high.

The guy called the second child of the donkey is a low-level Yuan Wang.

The most ferocious beard in the imposing manner is only the fourth rank Yuan Wang.

However, this group of third-rate Martial Artists who couldn't even make it into the semifinals were too weak to resist.

At this moment, it is really sad to lose publicly!

"Lord show mercy, don’t harm our shop anymore. Prince Consort Qin Hao is the nobleman of this shop. I still keep his room. I may come back anytime. And this strong man, Shen Appreciated by Prince Consort, don’t you guys be afraid that Qin Hao will come back to blame?"

The old store manager, who is nearly seventy years old, knelt on his knees, pointed at the donkey-faced youth at the foot of the public, and frequently pleaded.

When the words "Qin Hao" were blurted out, the scene fell silent.

Who knows that Qin Hao is the domineering championship of the four tournament districts, the ideal son-in-law of Xiao Martial Emperor.

The donkey face youth and the bearded fiercely shivered, their eyes panicking.

However, they immediately regained their composure.

"hehe, Qin Hao? He is like the sun at high noon now. He is happy and cheerful in the Imperial Palace. Once people take off, the ghost remembers your tattered tavern? Don’t take his name. Frighten Lao Tzu with his head!" The Lian Lian youth is determined that Qin Hao will not come back again.

"And I also heard that Xiao Yi offended many Peak characters in Northern Xinjiang, the emperor of Yaohuangxuan, the emperor of Moonslash Mansion, and even Emperor Qi and Emperor Yan."

"Emperor Yan once said that the day when the holy emperor goes out of customs, the Liao Dynasty will lose of life!"

"Maybe that day is the end of the Liao Empire, Xiao Yi is dead, Qin Hao, a trifling holding a woman's thigh, what storm can it cause?"

"hahaha..." Everyone laughed.

"Maybe on the day of the demise of the Liao Dynasty, Jingyue Princess will become a humiliating plaything in the palm of everyone. If our brother is lucky enough, hehehe...maybe we can taste the Martial Emperor's daughter. Taste!"

The bearded man was thinking about it, and he touched his chin with one hand, his eyes filled with filth.

Their words are extremely rebellious, and they should be punished for their crimes!

The Naihe Liangmin Tavern is located outside the imperial city. The geographical location is very remote. There is no imperial city forbidden army to patrol, let alone to maintain order.

Therefore, the donkey-faced youth brought the unbridled excitement of his accomplices here, and no one cares about it!

Listening to what they said, the old store manager's heart suddenly chilled, shaking his head and sighing sadly.

Yes, when people go to higher places, water flows to lower places.

Qin Hao became the Prince Consort, how could he still miss this tavern?

"Now we are regardless of the law and of natural morality, that is, tyrannize. No one can control us. If you lose in public, hand in the treasure you have obtained. My patience has reached the limit! "

The bearded man loudly shouted, his arms raised high, he dared to say half a word in public defeat, and his big knife turned into a ruthless Slaughter Tool!

"The tiger fell to Pingyang and was bullied by the dog, a group of clowns, spit..."

The public spit out a mouthful of sputum on the bearded face.

"His ancestor..." The beard was very angry, the tiger glared, and slammed his legs off with a sharp knife, so that the old store manager hurriedly covered his eyes.

At this time, Qin Hao just stepped in and immediately shot.

While he shot, there was actually another person who was not slow.

I saw the roof of the first floor of the tavern suddenly penetrated by external force, and two rays of light pierced the palm of the bearded man from the direction of the second floor along the cracked floor.

A rays of light broke the blade of the bearded man.

Another rays of light smashed his palm.

The broken blade fell and just fell on the feet of the beard, directly separating the soles of his feet.

"Ah..." The bearded howled miserably, his body lost his balance, and with a bang, he fell to the ground.

In the first second Qin Hao stepped in, a powerful force turned into rays of light from his body, and Peng banged on the chest of the donkey-faced youth.

As if the donkey-faced youth was hit by a boulder, the blood spout from mouth, the whole person turned into a meatloaf, stuck to the wall of the tavern, and could not be lifted off.

"Why?"

"Who?"

The comrades of the bearded and donkey-faced youths were shocked. When they looked up, they saw from the door Stepping into a handsome and upright silhouette, the silhouette is magnificent, without anger and prestige, giving people a heavy oppression force.

What's more, Qin Hao is so angry now!

"It's Young Master Qin, ah no no no, it's Prince Consort..." The old store manager was overjoyed at first, and then found out that he had made a mistake. He was so scared that he hurried his head to the ground and didn't dare to raise his head anymore. .

As for the donkey-faced youth and the bearded accomplices, their legs trembled one by one, their eyes were sullen, and the yellow liquid flowed all over the crotch.

"All right?" Qin Hao first glanced at the donkey-faced youth who was shaken into meatloaf on the wall, and then extended the hand to the public.

The public defeat suppressed the excitement, smiled reluctantly, and took Qin Hao's palm to stand up.

Plop, plop, plop...

With this, the remaining three courage entirely to break people, all knelt at the feet of Qin Hao.

"Prince Consort, forgive me!"

"Please forgive me!"

"Don't care about us!"

"get lost!" Qin Hao disinclined to pay attention to, these little slums, they got their hands dirty after killing them.

"Yes, yes, let's get out, let's get out of here!"

"many thanks Prince Consort for not killing!"

The three people stood up in panic , Lifted up the beard who had broken his foot and ran outside.

It's not that they forgot the donkey face youth, but the donkey face youth is obviously impossible to save life.

"Wait!"

At this moment, the bearded man with his broken foot pushed his accomplices away, standing in the door reluctantly, turning around and glaring at Qin Hao: "You shot Isn't it too heavy? We are also dignified people!"

Qin Hao startled, the other party even dared to question himself.

"Hehe, heavy?"

Qin Hao smiled, the rays of light flashed in his palm, a sword smashed the bearded dog's head, and the head gu lu rolled on At the feet of his three accomplices.

"Is it heavy?" Qin Hao looked at the three bearded accomplices.

sou! sou! sou!

The three people turned into billowing smoke and fled to the border like crazy, vowing that they would never come to the Great Liao Empire again. They were also scolding at this time. The beard said, is he really talking too much?