Peerless Emperor Summoning System

? "Wolf Pioneer, go and see if anyone is here to assassinate me!"

Lying on the top floor of the attic, Ye Motian lazily looked at the whole picture of Lion Camel Imperial City.

It feels that the people on the street are like ants.

The scenery looked interesting at first, but it became a bit boring after a long time.

It has been several hours since I returned to Ju downstairs from the gambling shop.

There was no one to assassinate.

Ye Motian couldn't wait.

"Your Majesty, at noon, which fool will come to assassinate you?"

Wolf Pioneer smiled bitterly.

"That's right, the sun is shining right now, it's really not so good, if it rains, it would be great!"

Ye Motian looked at the sky and sighed.

It didn't take long for a cloud to spread suddenly.

There was a light rain in the sky.

There are a lot less people on the road for a while.

"I'm such a divine mouth!"

Ye Motian was extremely intoxicated.

God can really save face.

The wind was blowing and raining, and the rain fell on the ground.

On the long street, a figure suddenly appeared.

He was dressed in a dress with a hat on his head.

Embracing a long sword.

Even if the rain falls on the ground, it can only drip down the clothes.

The right hand, full of calluses, gently lifted the hat up.

Looking at a big house not far away.

The three words "Chrysanthemum downstairs" are clearly written on it.

"It's here!"

"Blood Sword! Do you dare to come back!"

On the street, a group of people suddenly came out.

Everyone is holding a long sword.

Dress neatly and uniformly.

Obviously from the same place.

"Why don't I dare to come back?"

Bleeding Sword smiled.

This smile made the scar on his face even more eye-catching.

That turned out to be a weird "blood" character.

"Ten years ago, you fell in love with someone else's bride.

Others do not follow.

In your anger, you killed more than 300 people in that family, and more than 200 of them were just ordinary people.

Do you think the Golden Lion Army will let you off after committing such a crime? "

Among the crowd, Wang Zijun came out.

He also wears a hat.

The rain kept splashing.

The faint light set off his cold expression: "I have been waiting for you for ten years!

You finally came back. "

"Hey, Prince Jun, you don't know, I took the task this time.

Do you dare to hit me? "

Bloody Sword sneered.

"kill!"

Wang Zijun didn't talk nonsense, and with a wave of his hand, everyone was killed at the **** sword.

The sneer at the corner of Dripping Sword's mouth was thicker.

The long sword came out of its sheath, bringing up a **** glow.

...

"There seems to be lively over there!"

Ye Motian watched the fight in the rain.

One person holds a long sword dripping blood, like a ghost.

The rain on the ground was stained red with blood.

The Golden Lion army was killed one after another.

Only the prince is supporting him.

"It seems to be an acquaintance, he won't die?"

Asked Wolf Pioneer.

"Can't die, the old **** stick is here!"

Ye Motian saw a familiar figure again.

With a slight smile, he gave up the idea of ​​letting Wolf Pioneer help.

Back downstairs.

At this time, there are still many customers in the store.

Because of the rain, many guests simply played mahjong here.

Ye Motian didn't bother to pay anyway.

"Little guy, give the old man a pot of your newly brewed wine, and four more snacks.

Two meat and two vegetarian! "

The old **** stick has arrived.

"Little master, prepare meals."

Ye Motian reached the old **** stick and stretched out his hand: "You must pay the Lingshi first.

Otherwise, I'm afraid you will fall back on the bill. "

"Is the old man the kind of person who squanders his accounts?"

"Your reputation for eating Bawang's meal has spread throughout the entire imperial city, don't I know yet?"

Ye Motian smiled.

"The person who pays is outside. I'm afraid his life will not be saved. You have to save people!"

The old **** stick smiled treacherously.

"Nima, count you cruel!"

Ye Motian's eyelids beat fiercely twice.

He is not afraid of others, but only this old **** stick, he really can't get that angry.

"Wolf Pioneer, go and rescue Prince Jun!"

Ye Motian issued an order.

"Yes!"

Vanguard Wolf turned into a black shadow and disappeared into the rain.

When he came back, he was carrying a person on his back.

The injury is serious.

It seems that there is only air out, no air in.

"It's miserable!"

Ye Motian sighed and greeted Chopper: "Chopper, it's time for you to appear on the stage, and I will save him anyway.

It doesn't matter if you have missing arms or legs.

As long as you can pay. "

"That's not good, your majesty!"

Chopper's forehead was full of black lines, and he hurriedly ordered Wolf Pioneer to send Prince Jun to his room for treatment.

"stop!"

At this time, a person walked in outside.

The sword in his hand is still dripping blood.

In the indifferent eyes, there was a cold killing intent.

On the clothes, there was still rain dripping.

"Leave the robes and hats outside, don't stain our floor."

Ye Motian glanced at the person and said lightly: "Our floors are all mahogany.

It's Jingui. "

"Hehe, no one dared to speak to my **** sword like that yet!"

Bleeding Sword grinned, a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Oh!"

I don't know who shouted, Ye Motian found that many guests actually got under the table one after another.

Shivering with fright.

Blood Sword smiled triumphantly.

Although I haven't come back for ten years.

But the reputation is still so loud.

"You seem to be a very good guy.

But it doesn’t seem to be a contradiction to me asking you to put the robes and hats outside, right? "

Ye Motian said lightly: "Among the guests we entertained by Ju downstairs every day, there are generals, princes, princes, and powerful people from all walks of life.

But all have to abide by the rules of Ju downstairs! "

"What if I don't?"

Dripping Blood Sword sneered, the long sword in his hand was already pointed at Ye Motian.

"Are you here to find the ballast?"

Ye Motian suddenly showed a pleasant surprise.

Could this be the assassin he was waiting for?

"I know that there is a powerful white wolf by your side, but in front of me, it is nothing at all.

Don't kill it because I like it. "

Bloody Sword smiled and said: "What you said is correct, I took the task to take your head.

May I? "

"Of course, but before taking my head, do you want to taste the deliciousness of my chrysanthemum downstairs?

Make sure you want to eat it after you eat it! "

Ye Motian smiled.

Seeing this expression, Dripping Blood Sword frowned.

I heard that Emperor Chiyang had a problem with his mind.

Seeing it today, it really is.

When others heard the reputation of his **** sword, they were so frightened.

At the very least, hide under the table.

When others heard that he was about to take the other's head, they would kneel down and beg for mercy.

Either rushed away.

But this ~www.ltnovel.com~ is so calm, as if nothing happened.

If it's not for the problem of the head.

He really couldn't think of any other possibilities.

"Okay, I'll just eat a meal and talk about it, otherwise others will say that I am afraid of you with my **** sword."

Blood Sword found a seat and sat down.

After taking a look at the menu, he said, "Here is an upgraded version of the burning knife, and then cut a pound of beef sauce!

After eating, it’s not too late to kill you! "

"That is, my head is on my neck, and I can't fly anymore, but you, have a good meal.

Be a ghost. "

Ye Motian smiled.

(End of this chapter)