Chapter 168: I Need a Boss...
readx;?β Brother-in-law, do you really want to rob your relatives?"
"Of course it's true. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
"No regrets?"
"If I regret it, I'm a turtle bastard. β
"Okay, although I don't know why you're doing this, but it's full of excitement, and I want to have a fun time, so I'll accompany you to grab a kiss. β
On a mountain road bordering the cliff, winding, and resembling a long snake, Fang Xiaowu and Linghu Eighteen stood side by side, with their arms on their chests, and they had the posture of a mountain king.
Fang Xiaowu was wearing a mask, only showing two eye holes and one mouth hole, on the other hand, Ling Hu Eighteen, but he was wearing a big-headed ghost mask on his face, which was both ridiculous and slightly terrifying.
Glancing at Linghu Eighteen beside him, Fang Xiaowu said, "Where did you get this thing, I was so panicked when I saw it." β
"Hehe, even you say that, it seems that I didn't choose the wrong mask, it was bought for eighteen cents. As soon as the words changed, Linghu Eighteen said: "Brother Yi, you look so strange. β
"What's so strange?" Fang Xiaowu asked.
"If you want to say that you are a masked person, but you are a little different from other masked people, I always feel that you have a gangster spirit in you now. β
"Ha, we are here to rob relatives, of course we must have banditry, without this gangsterism, how can we suppress the masters under Dongfang Wentian's hands?"
"Yo yo yo, according to what you say, haven't you become a real bandit? I suggested to you at the beginning, let's go to the mountains to be the king of the mountain, but you said that this suggestion is not a long-term solution, but you still have to do a line of work. β
Although he couldn't see the expression on Fang Xiaowu's face, after listening to Linghu Eighteen's words, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and immediately scolded: "Fuck, old liar, I thought you were going to say something, it turned out that you were making fun of me." β
"I'm not sarcastic, I'm just telling you a truth. Ouch, no, I have a stomachache and need to find a place to fix it. β
After Linghu Eighteen finished speaking, he held his stomach in both hands, bent his old waist, and slipped into the mountain on the right like a smoke, and disappeared.
Fang Xiaowu was going to scold a few words, but this old guy ran too fast, and when he wanted to scold, he couldn't find the object, so he had to give up.
After a while, Linghu Eighteen did not appear, and the object of Fang Xiaowu's robbery this time, that is, the granddaughter of Mingwu Hou Dongfang Wentian, had already appeared.
Of course, as a bride, it is impossible for Dongfang Wentian's granddaughter to show her head.
From going out to arriving at Huayang City's Hua family, no matter how big something happened, she couldn't get out of the sedan chair.
According to the customary etiquette, when men and women get married, the groom will generally bring his own flower bridge and go to the woman's house to take the bride back to the groom's house, but this wedding is different, in terms of identity and status, although Hua Feilong is the young master of the Hua family, but compared with the granddaughter of Wanhu Hou, it is obviously worse.
Therefore, the Hua family only symbolically sent six people this time, one of them was one of the thirty-six Tiangang of the Hua family, as early as last night, he had already rushed to Mingwu City, and returned to Huayang City with a large number of masters of the bride's family early this morning.
Carrying the big red sedan chair is a good young man with eight instruments, everyone's cultivation is not lower than the early stage of the furnace fire realm, and the team escorting the bride is all superb in cultivation, the most inferior is also the extreme realm, and the most powerful is a martial immortal, returning to the early stage of the Pu realm.
It's no wonder that although Dongfang Wentian doesn't want to make the wedding bigger, he is one of the six ten thousand marquis of the Dawu Dynasty after all, if the team escorting his granddaughter to marry is not stronger, how can he show his domineering spirit of Mingwu Marquis?
Walking at the front of the line were six middle-aged people dressed in joyful clothes, each holding a small bamboo pipe in their mouths, making a sound similar to the sound of the front gong and drum, walking fast under their feet, and in an instant they were far away from ten zhang, and the team behind them followed closely and did not fall behind.
Fang Xiaowu first heard the sound of bamboo pipes, and then saw the bride's team.
Seeing that the team was getting closer and closer, Linghu Eighteen's wild had not yet been pulled, and time was waiting for no one, Fang Xiaowu could only take three steps forward, stretched out his right hand forward, and shouted: "I opened this mountain, I planted this tree, if you want to live from now on, leave to buy road wealth." β
Regarding Fang Xiaowu's roadblock robbery, neither the people from the bride's family nor the groom's family changed color, as if they had expected someone to do this.
Among the six people of the Hua family, except for the Tiangang who is the leader, the other five are all first-class masters of the Hua family, and their cultivation is all in the late stage of the Extreme Creation Realm.
A bearded man flew out, and in a surprisingly good tone, asked, "What do you want?" β
Fang Xiaowu was stunned for a moment, and then said: "On the way to get married, it is most taboo to fight and kill, it seems that even if it is the Hua family and the Dongfang family, it cannot be an exception. β
With a roll of his eyes, his left hand was inserted on his waist, and he put on a "brother is uncle" look, and said: "I want too many things, I'm afraid you can't afford it." β
"You say. The bearded man asked patiently.
"First, I want 100 strings of pearls, 1,000 gold ingots, 10,000 pairs of gold chopsticks, and 100,000 pieces of silver. β
"It's a small thing, it's easy. β
"Second, I want to see what the bride looks like. β
Hearing this, the bearded man took a deep breath and asked, "Is there a third?"
Fang Xiaowu said: "Yes, third, there is a lack of a lady in the village where I live, I want to call the bride to be the lady of the village for half a year, and after half a year, I will return it to you." β
The bearded man's face was still not angry, but his laughter was already faintly tinged with a sinister aura, and he said with a smile: "It seems that you are not a simple mountain king, but for the bride, to be precise, you are here to rob the kiss, right?"
"Yes, Lao Tzu is here to rob relatives. Fang Xiaowu's chest straightened, and he said loudly: "Lao Tzu has lived for hundreds of years, and he has done everything, but he has never robbed his relatives." You are lucky, you met Lao Tzu for the first time to rob your relatives, and Lao Tzu will give each of you a red envelope later. β
Hearing this, the bearded man immediately turned his face and shouted, "Say, who sent you?"
"I was sent by the king of heaven, put down the sedan chair and walk away obediently. β
"Just one person?"
"Of course I'm alone, is there anyone else?"
"Blind guy, I didn't want to do it, but now I ......"
Before the bearded man could finish his words, he suddenly grunted, as if he was drunk, twisted and fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth and convulsing.
Fang Xiaowu knew that Linghu Eighteen had already made a move, so he took the opportunity to act as if this matter was Lao Tzu's doing, and shouted: "If you don't listen to Lao Tzu, you will all become like him." Quick, put the sedan chair down and go away!"
On the other side, seeing the bearded man suddenly fall, even the martial immortal who was in the early stage of returning to the Pu Realm was secretly taken aback.
With his cultivation, it is effortless to plot against the beard, but someone secretly plotted the beard in front of him, and he didn't notice it in advance, this person who plotted against the beard, his cultivation must be above him, and more than one level higher.
In an instant, he was like a great enemy, and a powerful aura emanated from his body, and his voice shook all directions: "I am the commander of the Ming Wuhou Mansion, my name is Lu Rixiu, and I am superb in driving methods, I don't know which way I am?"
Linghu Eighteen didn't say anything, and when he heard that this person was Lu Rixiu, the commander of the Hou Mansion, Fang Xiaowu couldn't help but be secretly surprised in his heart.
As far as he knew, Ming Wuhou had five commanders, except for the Grand Commander who didn't know how high his cultivation was, the other four commanders were all junior martial immortals.
If it weren't for Linghu Eighteen's secret help this time, as soon as he heard the name Lu Rixiu, he would have already run away, and he would never dare to rob his relatives.
Cultivation is not the only criterion for determining strength, but the higher the cultivation, the stronger it means that a martial artist is stronger, which is impossible to change.
Although his ability is not small, but to put it mildly, if he really wants to fight with a master of Pi Rixiu's level, he can be shocked half to death with a flick of his long sleeves.
Lu Rixiu didn't hear Linghu Eighteen's response, frowned, and said, "Since Zunjia has such a great ability, why do you hide from it?
As soon as the words fell, his people had already flown out, and they were rushing straight to the top of the mountain at lightning speed, like a shocking rainbow.
Boom!
A person suddenly flew out of the top of the mountain, slapped Lu Rixiu, and casually picked a pearl on Lu Rixiu's left shoulder.
Although Lu Rixiu was not injured, he was shocked into a cold sweat, and his intuition told him that this person's cultivation was at least in the early stage of the True Mirror, and if the other party wanted to kill him, he didn't need to pick pearls just now, just twisted his neck.
Without waiting for Lu Rixiu to say anything, there was suddenly another person in the air, but it was a Taoist priest with crane hair and a childish face and wearing a white robe.
With a "sigh", the Taoist priest pointed his hand downward, and a sword light shot out, straight to Linghu Eighteen's chest, and the yuan power on the sword was as high as seven billion, not to mention hitting the human body, even if it hit this mountain, it would make this mountain field split from it.
Boom!
As if striking a bell, the sword light hit Linghu Eighteen.
However, Linghu Eighteen just flipped over and landed somewhere in the mountains.
At the same time, with a flick of his fingers, the pearl he had just picked flew out with lightning that was so fast that even the Taoist priest didn't see it clearly, and hit the Taoist priest's waist.
With a "poof", the yuan power contained in the pearl was as high as 10 billion, and no matter how high the Taoist cultivator was, he couldn't bear it, and he was immediately injured and spurted blood.
"Let's go!"
Although the Taoist priest is not a martial saint, he is a top martial immortal, and after exchanging a move with Linghu Eighteen, he knew that the five of them were not Linghu Eighteen's opponents, so he hurriedly flashed away, not daring to fight with Linghu Eighteen again, so as not to be more seriously injured, and maybe he would bury his old life here.
As soon as the Taoist priest left, although Pi Rixiu was a junior martial immortal who stomped his feet and even trembled the mountain peaks, he didn't dare to stay for a moment, and immediately cast his sword to fly, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
In an instant, except for the people of the Hua family, the masters of the Ming Wuhou Mansion ran away, and they didn't even care about the bride in the big red sedan chair.
It seems that in order to escape for his life, even a well-trained master can't withstand the threat of death.