The chariot was pulled by two tall horses with white wings.

Hearing Beihe's words, the driver of the chariot shook the reins, and the chariot sped forward. This coachman is a Terran monk, with a long beard, and judging by his cultivation, he has a dustless early stage.

As for Shayin, it followed closely beside the chariot.

The palace of the good and poor is also in the City of Ten Thousand Souls, not far from the City Lord's Mansion where Beihe is located.

At this moment, in the palace of good and poor, I saw this person with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, covered with black scales, sitting upright with his chin in one hand and his body leaning forward slightly.

There was also an obvious sneer on his face.

As for the good and poor, there are three other people.

One of them was an ugly man with a huge head, just like the good and poor, from the Sea Spirit Clan.

This person Beihe knows, called Fu Gui, when he first succeeded in the competition for 100 households, this Fu Gui also came to poach people on behalf of the good and poor.

Now that so many years have passed, Fu Gui, a good and poor disciple, is still in the late stage of dustlessness in his cultivation, just like back then.

In addition to Fu Gui, the other two exuded a not weak aura.

One of these two is a woman from the Yuanhu clan. Although this woman has a human body, she has three black fluffy tails behind her, and her head is still a fox head.

The other is a lean man covered in leopard prints.

The cultivation fluctuations emanating from these two people are impressively in the early stage of the Fa Yuan.

Therefore, the position where they sat was closer to the good and poor than Fu Gui.

"Hey, hey, hey...... That kid thinks that if he sits in the position of the city lord, what he says is good, and I will let him know what the nominal city lord is. ”

At this moment, I only heard the fox-headed woman below speak.

And the "kid" she refers to, needless to say, is also Beihe.

After hearing his words, the leopard man and Fu Gui both smiled, they all knew what Beihe had done in the past few days, and wanted to control the "financial route" in the city into their own hands.

But after sitting in this city for so many years, how can it be so easy to move the position and shake the foundation.

Therefore, no matter what Beihe did, he was deflated and couldn't shake him in the slightest.

More than that? This made them laugh for days.

"A mere dust-free monk? Even if it was Hong Xuanlong's son-in-law, he really thought that he was the city lord of Wanling City. ”

At this time, I listened to Fu Gui echo.

Suddenly, the leopard-print man thought of something? He looked at Liang Qian and said, "Lord Liang? That kid is indeed Lord Hong's son-in-law, and Lord Hong also expressed his position that day? He will take care of everything in the city, and I will do this? What if he told Lord Hong? Isn't it going to be a bit of a problem?"

Hearing this, Liang Liang frowned, but before he could answer, he heard the woman of the Yuanhu clan say, "Are you still afraid that a kid won't make it?"

This woman's words are full of disdain and contempt? And continued: "Under the whole world? Let any force, any city, which one not have a little power for personal gain? Even if Lord Hong breaks through to Tianzun, so what. It's impossible to starve the people under your command to death. That kid is an empty shell erected by Lord Hong, or a guise for the outside world. If Lord Hong really wants to gather his own forces? Only Fa Yuan monks like Lord Liang, and me? is the first thing he wants to consider wooing. ”

Hearing her words, Fu Gui and the leopard-print man nodded? What this woman said made sense.

But they didn't know that if Hong Xuanlong didn't need to win over his own forces? What about those of them who are cultivators? For Hong Xuanlong, there is no attraction at all.

Just that, don't talk about them? Even if it's good or poor, I'm afraid I won't think about it.

Because since Hong Xuanlong has supported Beihe as the city lord, it is obvious that he wants to form his own forces. Wanling City is Hong Xuanlong's lair, and these people are the veterans of Wanling City, and if they want to form forces in their own lair, these veterans must be the first to win over. And if you want to win them over, you naturally have to give them a little sweetness.

Just when the good poor on the main seat picked up a cup of spiritual tea in his hand and drank it up.

"Boom...... Boom ......"

I heard only two loud bangs.

Outside the main hall where everyone was, two figures flew in upside down and slammed into the ground with two thumps.

After landing, the two figures dragged for several feet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of their mouths.

At this moment, the eyes of several people in the main hall all fell on these two people. They could see at a glance that these two people were the guards of the Good and Poor Palace, and both of them had the cultivation of the ordinary period, and they were not weak.

Although I don't know who did it, a wave of anger has surged up in an instant at this moment.

Liang Poor has been unknown for many years, and no one dares to touch his people like this, or not to give him face.

At this moment, he raised his head with some sense, and then he saw three figures, coming from outside the main hall, stepping into the main hall, passing between the two seriously injured guards, and finally standing in front of them.

These three people are Beihe, Hong Yinghan, and Shayin.

After appearing here, Beihe looked ahead and his eyes fell on him, like a poisonous snake about to choose people to devour, Liang Poor smiled slightly, "Liang Wanhu, you two watchdogs have to stop the city lord from coming in, saying that you don't know the city lord, and I have to inform you, it is really a crime that deserves death! I don't believe it, right now, in this city of ten thousand souls, there are still people who don't know the city lord, or there are places where the city lord needs to go and need to be told in advance." ”

At the end of the words, Beihe looked at him, and the smile on his face was even worse.

And Hong Yinghan and Sha Yin on his side, they seem to be the same on the surface, but their hearts are tight at the same time. Beihe's current actions are definitely slapping the poor in the face. And Liang Poor is a terrifying existence in the late Fa Yuan period, and he has always had a bad temper.

"You ......"

Seeing that he was so aggressive, Fu Gui was furious, and his figure stood up suddenly.

But the next moment, he listened to Liangqiao's voice, and at the same time stopped him.

"Huh...... It turned out to be the Zhao City Lord, these two subordinates don't know the Zhao City Lord, I have no way to discipline them, and I will definitely teach them a good lesson. ”

"In that case, then I might as well help you!"

After saying that, he bent his fingers and shot twice.

"Whew...... Whew......"

In the midst of two breaking sounds, two clusters of flames, one black and one white, shot out from his fingertips, and in a flash, they hit the two Immortal Monks who had fallen to the ground.

Suddenly, under two short screams, the body of one person burst into a white flame, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a pile of ashes.

There was another person, the moment he was touched by the black flames, he saw that his body stiffened suddenly, and finally turned into a pale black ice sculpture, and under the gaze of everyone, the "wave" exploded and dissipated into pieces of spiritual light.

This time, everyone in the hall, including the good and poor, burst out with a terrifying fierce light in their eyes.

Beihe raised his head, his eyes met those of Liang Qian.

Although there is a huge difference in the cultivation of the two, in terms of momentum, he is not half a point weaker than the other party.

For just a moment, the entire hall was plunged into a tense atmosphere.

After looking at this person for a while, he only heard Beihe say in a deep voice: "Ming people don't say dark words, a few days ago, Zhao asked someone to replace Liang Wanhu, but Liang Wanhu seems to be used to the sweetness in Wanling City, so he doesn't want to move his position." Today I am here to tell you one thing, this City of All Souls is up to me, not you. Give you half a day to hand over all the management power of the shops, guards, auctions, and leased caves in the city, and I will find someone to take over in half a day. ”

"My father-in-law said, you either hand over, roll, or die!

After saying the last sentence, Bei He looked at the other party and smiled meaningfully, and then turned around, put his hands behind his back, and swaggered towards the way he came.

Hong Yinghan and Sha Yin were terrified in their hearts, and hurriedly followed his footsteps, afraid that they would be eaten by the good and poor people behind them if they were half a point behind.

But what relieved them was that until Beihe boarded the chariot and the three of them returned home, there was not the slightest movement in the poor palace behind them.