Chapter 305: The Prince's Mansion's Armour

Looking up at the breath above the city, Wuqi walked into Taicheng step by step.

After tens of thousands of years of storm, the city wall of Taicheng was still the one that was first built. The bronze wall emitted a soft and heavy light in the sunlight, and traces left by the rune ban were vaguely visible on each brick. As the capital of the most powerful country under the rule of the Baiyun Immortal Gate, the city defense strength of Taicheng is several times stronger than Jidu. It is not a celestial immortal who can't conquer it.

Wuqi swayed and looked like a slutty man, and entered Taicheng through the city gate with a laugh. When he entered the city, he found that the atmosphere here was wrong. The pedestrians entering and leaving the city gate were all in a hurry, and they all showed panic and even despair. The soldiers and officials guarding near the city gate were also anxious like frightened birds. They didn't even notice that Wuqi, a living person, walked over.

Frowning and shook his head, Wuqi looked around after entering the city. A carriage was waiting for guests near the city gate. Wuqi waved to the rental carriage and threw a piece of refined gold over: "The best and most lively brothel in the city, send me over!"

Gold and silver are common currency among all mortals. In this Liyuan Star Domain, it is no exception. It is just a matter of value. The piece of gold that Wuqi threw away was extracted by the Golden Pill Immortal with elixir fire, pure gold nuggets without any impurities, and a half-pound gold ingot. The man who was driving the cart was so happy that the big man who was driving the cart smiled and rushed to meet him.

When he got on the carriage and asked the man to drive the carriage forward, Wuqi said lightly: "Remember, it is the best, but it is the most lively brothel. Those who listen to the tune of the girl playing the piano under the banana leaves in the small courtyard, don't take me there. It's lively, it must be lively, there must be a large lobby, a large patio, at least hundreds of clients drinking and listening to the songs together!"

The big man who drove the car looked back at Wuqi in surprise, nodded and smiled, "Listen to you, the best and most lively one is the Zangjian Pavilion in Taicheng, which is the most lively, the biggest and best brothel." After a laugh, the big man laughed and said, "There are also those with a unique courtyard in Taicheng, "The Moon Yin Xiaozhu". The girls inside are all first-class, and they are all beautiful in the sky. Don't you really go?"

Wuqi shook his head. He really didn't go to that kind of pure and high-end place. Jiang Chengzi gave him the task to review and investigate which of the eight princes of the ancient Thai dynasty has the best personality and is most suitable for taking over the throne. To find out such news, he naturally has to go to the most informed place. Where can I get more lively and informed than that kind of brothel? That kind of private club-like place is not as good as his wishes.

Sitting in the carriage and looking around through the car window, it is a magnificent but upright, elegant and elegant Taicheng. Even the shops selling firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea on the street, Wuqi's spiritual sense swept over their signature guise, at least they are antiques over a thousand years old. It can be seen how long the history of these shops is. The stepping bricks and stones in front of these shops are carved with blue bricks, which are very elegant and have a special charm.

When I passed by a raw medicine shop, a servant in a green hat was buying medicine and going out. The box for the raw medicine shop packaging medicinal materials was made of thin fragrant wood chips, with hundreds of herbs carved patterns on it. The ones in Taicheng's industry are all the most important things.

He nodded secretly. It was indeed an ancient dynasty with the strongest national strength on the White Cloud Star that had been established for tens of thousands of years. The elegant and charming accumulated over tens of thousands of years is not comparable to that of a city like Jidu.

But the pedestrians on the road and the shopkeepers in the shops on the side of the road all showed panic, as if the sky was about to fall, and a breath of uneasiness spread around. Everyone was like ants on a hot pan, feeling uneasy. Disasters could come at any time, but no one knew where the disaster came from and what kind of disaster it was. Everyone was just waiting passively, waiting for the disaster to come.

Frowning, Wuqi shouted to the big man who was driving the car: "Please hurry up, man."

The big man smiled and turned around and said, "Young Master, don't worry, you can't miss your affairs. Although he also opens the door to welcome guests during the day, the good girls are resting. Zangjian Pavilion is just an ordinary restaurant during the day. If you want to have fun, you have to wait until the night is over!"

Is it a restaurant during the day? That is the place with the most rumors. Wuqi's heart moved and another piece of gold smashed down: "Stop talking, what do you want, uncle, do you want to make noise here? Send me to Zangjian Pavilion quickly and I will give you a reward when I get to the place!"

He got two large pieces of gold in a row, a heavy pound of gold, which was a very rich pound of gold. This was a income that the man who was busy for the past year on weekdays. The man who drove the cart opened his mouth happily, waved his whip and drove the cart forward quickly. The two dark horses pulling the cart seemed to feel the joy of their master, and they plucked up their strength to walk forward with a crisp sound of hooves, and took Wuqi along the road.

After walking forward less than a cup of tea, a scream suddenly came from a fork on the side of the road: "Dad~~~Mom~~Help!"

Screaming and fighting were approaching, and not long after, I saw more than a dozen armored men wearing armored arms and hanging teeth cards forcibly pulling a girl who was about twelve or twelve years old and was as beautiful as a little jade bead. The girl struggled and shouted wildly, but she could not get rid of the two armored men holding her arms? Behind the group, a pair of beautiful old men, with the support of many servants and maids, chased them all the way.

The man who was driving the car hurriedly grabbed the reins and stopped the carriage. His voice suddenly brought unconcealed horror: "It's the soldiers of the Eight Kings who came out to find a woman? Alas, Mr. Hu's family has accumulated good deeds throughout the years, but they have been single-handed in all generations. Finally, this generation has a son and an extra daughter. Why are they attracted to it?"

The two old men and a group of servants and maids staggered to chase the group of soldiers who were like wolves and tigers. A roar of anger came from behind them: "Lighting the world, you will be snatching the women in broad daylight. Even if you are the guards of the Eighth Prince's Mansion, you cannot do such a thing without a king's law." With this scolding, a 17 or 18-year-old young man in a long robe, with a deep hole in his head, and his upper body was covered in blood, carrying a wooden bar, his eyes rushed up straight, and rushed towards the soldiers.

The big man who drove the car exclaimed: "Hu Xin, the only son of Mr. Hu, and his junior brother, can survive these people's hands and feet? It's over, Mr. Hu and his family are going to be the last one!"

Before he finished speaking, Hu Xin raised a wooden bar and slashed at the armored soldiers.

A soldier behind the palace smiled gloomy, pulled out his sword, and slashed him across the waist and slashed him across the waist. The spiritual energy of the White Cloud Star was less than 30% of the Wanxian Star, so these warriors were not as fast as those of the Wanxian Star. Among these soldiers, the highest cultivation level was only at the thirty-year level of the acquired thirty-year level, which was far less than the innate level of the Wanxian Star, and the peak of the acquired thirty-year level was as numerous as a dog. Even so, the internal energy cultivation of the thirty-year level was enough to deal with Hu Xin, a weak scholar.

Wuqi shook his head, and he bounced his fingers casually, and a strong wind shot out, and suddenly burst into more than a dozen thin sword energy in the air. The invisible sword energy teared the air and made a "hissing" sound. More than a dozen soldiers with grim smiles suddenly stiffened their bodies, and a transparent hole as thick as a thumb was pierced in their temples. Blood and brain matter sprayed out like a fountain.

All the soldiers fell to the ground together, and fell to the ground in a row. Hu Xin, holding a wooden bar, shivered all over and stared at the corpse on the ground for a while, then rushed up, while holding the scared girl and shouting: "Dad, mother, look at the girl being scared!"

The man who drove the car shouted in panic: "It's over, it's over, Uncle Hu and his whole family are finished! The Eight Kings are in charge of the military power of the 300,000 troops around Taicheng, with a high position and a powerful position. The soldiers in his palace were killed here, and Uncle Hu and his whole family are finished!"

Wuqi stared at the big man driving the car blankly, and asked like an idiot: "Will no one be able to cure the Eight Kings do such a rude behavior?"

The big man turned around and looked at Wuqi and smiled bitterly, "Hasn't you heard of these eight princes in power..." After a pause, the big man turned blue and shook his head and did not dare to speak much. He looked at the bodies of the soldiers on the ground and muttered in a low voice: "I don't know who the master of the Fang killed them, but Mr. Hu's family was over."

Mr. Hu's family of four hugged each other and cried bitterly, while the servants and maids looked at the bodies of the soldiers in horror. In a frightened manner, the timid maid also started to cry together. Gradually, even the servants' eyes began to turn red.

Wuqi shook his head and pondered for a moment. He took out a token from the ring representing the identity of a deacon disciple of the Baiyun Immortal Sect Disciple Hall, and threw the token out with a small trick. The heavy token fell on the ground in the middle of the four family. Wuqi sent a message to them: "Hold the token in front of the house and see who dares to touch a hair in your house. Don't worry, this matter has passed."

The eighth prince of the ancient Thai dynasty, Wuqi, sentenced him to death in his heart. Such a person could not make him the king of a country.

The Hu family looked blankly at the white jade tokens that were as big as a palm on the ground but were dozens of kilograms of heavy weight. There were countless white clouds carved on it. On the back was an old man dressed in a Taoist dress sitting cross-legged, and on the front were two lines of raised large characters - Do not be a deacon in the Baiyun Immortal Gate and the Deacon in the Handicap Hall!

The family of four knelt on the ground with a "gudong" sound. They kowtowed to the sky like garlic, and smiled relaxed on their faces. The reputation of the Baiyun Immortal Sect was also heard by everyone in the ancient Thai Dynasty. This is the sect leader of the ancient Thai Dynasty. Most of the royal children of the dynasty were disciples of the Baiyun Immortal Sect. The immortals in the precepts hall came forward, not to mention that more than a dozen soldiers in the royal palace were killed, even if the Eighth Prince was killed, this matter would have passed.

Wuqi shook his head. He was forced to show his token so quickly, which was suspected of being shocked. However, if you shock the snake, just shock the snake. Wuqi has never been a person who follows the rules. He made him angry. Who said that the prince and grandson of the ancient Thai dynasty must be the emperor? He saw that Mr. Hu was a good man and could also be the emperor. This man who drove the car was kind-hearted and was also a good candidate for the emperor!

"Damn, I've hit you. If you don't have a good bird, don't blame me for making a fuss about you!"

His eyes were condensed, and Wuqi patted the man who was driving the car hard: "What are you doing when you are standing there? Going on the way, where is Zangjian Pavilion? I have used wine and food first, so it's good to have fun at night."

Wuqi's facial muscles began to squirm slowly. According to the secret method of changing his appearance on the stolen scriptures, he adjusted his appearance slightly.
Chapter completed!