The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 461: Terrible

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With a roar up to the sky, the Luo family's group sentiment aroused, like a chicken blood, rushed towards Suolong City with a fierce expression.

Especially the Huayu Tower, Qianlong Pavilion and other families from the alliance, and the anger on their chests was finally released.

Grandma, a bear, let you ruin my millennium foundation, now I should slaughter you, hahaha...

However, before everyone rushed into the city and slaughtered all quarters, before the dilapidated city wall, a group of dejected figures appeared. The leader is Leng Wuchang.

At this moment, he was holding a branch in his hand with a white cloth hanging on it, waving helplessly.

"Steward Zhuo, this..." Qiu Yanhai came to Zhuo Fan and asked what he meant.

With his eyes narrowed slightly, Zhuo Fan took a deep look at them. I saw that every one of those people was like an eggplant beaten by Shuang, faint, obviously there was no fighting spirit anymore.

However, in the eyes of family leaders like You Wanshan and Uncle Yan, apart from the deep helplessness, there is also a trace of unwilling resentment.

Already understood everything, Zhuo Fan waved his hand unconsciously, and faintly said: "Enclose them!"

"Yes!"

Qiu Yanhai nodded, then greeted dozens of superpowers, and instantly came to them and surrounded them. Seeing this, those people felt a little nervous, and they even took precautions.

However, Leng Wuchang nodded slightly to them, signaled to relax, and then took a step forward and said loudly to Zhuo Fan: "Steward Zhuo, this time you won, and the old man is convinced that he lost!"

"What is this time, do you still want to come with Lao Tzu next time?" Zhuo Fan raised his head and grinned triumphantly.

Leng Wuchang smiled bitterly, and lamented: "I dare not dare, the old man is so complete that he lost this time, but he dare not make trouble in front of you anymore. However, the old man still wants to ask, when you gave the old man Is that old ferry ticket still useful?"

"Lao Tzu has always said everything, of course it works!" Zhuo Fan raised his brows, and Zhuo Fan chuckled lightly.

Hearing this, Leng Wuchang finally let out a sigh, a stone in his heart fell to the ground, and he bowed and bowed happily and said: "If this is the case, the old man is willing to lead the rest of the emperor's gate and all go to you. I hope you can take in!"

Everyone was shocked when this remark came out.

Especially grandma and them, looking at each other, the shock in their hearts is even harder to describe. At this time, the Luo family was already in a complete mess, and no one among the eight families was invincible.

If we absorb all the masters of this emperor gate again, what a terrifying behemoth it will become!

Although they are an alliance with the Luo family, with the Luo family's forces expanding at such a terrifying speed, they did not feel a deep threat.

Like two big mountains standing side by side in the world, even if your mountain is smaller than his, he will still see you in his eyes. But if the gap between the two mountains gets bigger and bigger, in the end, after you find that you are just a small stone at the foot of his mountain, will he still look down at you?

The current development speed of the Luo family is like a mountain that keeps accumulating in the wind and dust. I am afraid it will be very fast. In the eyes of the Luo family, the three of them have become insignificant rubble.

By then, are the three still eligible to be allies of the Luo family? I guess they don't even bother to eat.

By then, the tragedy of the three families will really begin, I am afraid that their status will be worse than those of the prisoners!

Thinking of this, the three patriarchs secretly thought about their future livelihoods...

Seeing everything in his eyes, Zhuo Fan secretly laughed, but when he looked at the prisoners in front of him, a sharp expression suddenly flashed in his eyes, and said coldly: "Mr. Leng, they are really willing to surrender. Right?"

Everyone did not speak, only Leng Wuchang nodded and said: "Of course!"

"Well, that's the case, you have to take orders from me now. Everyone is self-proclaimed, and immediately!" A cold arc was drawn at the corner of his mouth, and Zhuo Fan said indifferently.

But when they heard this, everyone was stunned.

Isn’t self-proclaimed Xiu Ba, that means tying up your hands and feet and letting the mermaid be? There is no cultivator who would willingly proclaim himself a cultivator.

For a while, everyone stayed in place, not knowing why. Leng Wuchang also frowned, and said anxiously: "Steward Zhuo, you..."

"You are all captives, strong. If you don't claim your cultivation base, how can I take you back with confidence? What should I do if I ran halfway?" Zhuo Fan sneered, for quite a good reason.

Leng Wuchang was right when he thought about it, and he took the lead in personally and sealed his repair. Seeing this, the rest of the people were helpless, and followed suit.

Especially You Wanshan and others, their faces are full of reluctance. But looking at the evil spirits surrounding them, I had to seal the cultivation base first.

However, when all of them had closed their cultivation bases and couldn't use any more energy, Zhuo Fan's complexion suddenly became cold, and he shouted: "Come on, kill!"

Huh?

The body couldn't help shaking, everyone was stunned. Not only the captured prisoners, but also the masters of the photoshoot who surrounded them, all stayed where they were, and doubts arose on their faces.

Didn't all these people surrender, and Steward Zhu also agreed to accept them, why should they be killed? Could it be that there is a problem with your ears?

However, before they could understand the reason, there was a loud bang, Qiu Yanhai had no hesitation in shooting a self-proclaimed master of the gods in front of him with a single palm, and his breath disappeared in an instant.

Giving a cold glance at those men, Qiu Yanhai shouted angrily and cursed: "What are you doing in a daze, haven't you heard the order from Butler Zhuo, do you want to die?"

There was a cold shiver, and everyone reacted. It turned out that it was not their own ear problems. This is true!

So, everyone didn't dare to neglect, they all shot one after another, reaching out to these masters who were already indistinguishable from unarmed old people, and stretched out their sinful hands.

Although, they don't understand why in their hearts, but they only understand one point. This is Zhuo Fan's order. If they dare to disobey, they will die.

For a time, wailing and cursing sounded through the sky, and all the remaining masters of the Emperor Sect were slaughtered one by one without the slightest resistance, and the blood gathered together like a river.

"Zhuo Fan, you bastard, shameless, disobedience, I will not let you go as a ghost, ah!" Before You Wanshan died, he yelled to the sky and cursed loudly.

Zhuo Fan scratched his head and said indifferently: "You can't help me as a living person, let alone you are dead? Humph, I read a lot, you can't scare me!"

"Leng Wuchang, you **** who sells for glory, actually cheated us with Zhuo Fan. Thanks to our emperor's door to support you for decades, you don't care about the master and servant's love at all. Have your conscience eaten by dogs?" An emperor's gate worshipped, looking up to the sky and cursing.

Leng Wuchang was anxious, and hurriedly looked at Zhuo Fan, and said in a puzzled way: "Steward Zhuo, this...why...they rely on you and do no harm to you!"

"Oh, really?"

Unconsciously raising his brows, Zhuo Fan sneered: "Mr. Leng, you are also sensible people. You should be quite clear about their purpose of surrendering, but just to save a temporary life, how can you really use it for me? Ha ha ha... …I don’t take all the prisoners. The prisoners I take now are basically to lure them with profit. They ask me and naturally do things for me. These people, hehehe..."

Zuo Fan shook his head and curled his mouth in disdain. Leng Wuchang was slightly startled, listening to the ear-piercing whine in his ears, he continued to intercede: "But people are not plants and can be ruthless. Even if these people have nostalgia for the old master, as long as they are careful to tune them, they can still..." /

"I don't have time!"

However, before he finishes, Zhuo Fan is already looking at him coldly, without a trace of emotion, saying: "You know the situation today, but no matter who wins, we will face it in the end. It's a royal crusade. In such a situation, transposition and getting along with each other, will you accept a batch of captives before the war? Don't you worry about them turning back? It’s a military plan."

"Mr. Leng, do you think that I am unreasonable, or do you still have old feelings for the old employer and made such a confused decision? If you break through in a swarm, there may be a few masters who can save their lives, but now... Ha ha ha..." Lightly patted Leng Wuchang's shoulder, Zhuo Fan's eyes were full of abuse.

Leng Wuchang closed his eyes deeply, gritted his teeth unwillingly, and sighed.

He should have known that Zhuo Fan’s ruthlessness is well known in the world, but he still...

Listening to the curses and endless wailings in my ears, Leng Wuchang's heart felt unexplained pain for the first time.

"Greed, too greedy. Mr. Leng, you are just too greedy. You want to save everyone in the Imperial Sect, but you pit all of them. You must know that a counselor must be rational, not emotional. You will take care of your life. How can people make such mistakes if they plan? Well, if we have to learn a lesson and work in our Luo family, we must not make this kind of low-level mistake again!"

"Steward Zhu!"

While admiring the blood flowing into a river, Zhuo Fan said cold words, Leng Wuchang couldn't stand it anymore, and he yelled loudly: "Did you not promise to give me the ferry ticket? Why do you want to send my people... "

"There is only one ticket, and I only have a position of counselor here. Who do you want to live?" Zhuo Fan took out a gourd, and a blood silkworm crawled out of it slowly: "Eat his People can live, others have to die, you choose yourself!"

Unconsciously, Leng Wuchang tremblingly held the blood silkworm in his hand, and his eyes trembled uncontrollably. He turned his head and looked at the scene of killing and wailing. His head was full. It's a cold sweat!

"Help me, help me..."

They have been sealed off, unable to flee in the air, they can only run around the ground, roaring in their mouths. Looking in the direction of Leng Wuchang from time to time, there is only deep fear and begging in his eyes.

"Mr. Leng...Ah!"

"So many people, who do you want to save?" The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and Zhuo Fan made a mocking voice again!

Leng Wuchang is difficult to judge. He just watched blankly. There were fewer and fewer people. In the end, after everyone was driven to death, he still watched in a daze. The blood silkworm in his hand was still shaking, unable to make a choice. .

Slowly put his hand on his hand, lifted it slightly, and fed the blood silkworm into his mouth. Zhuo Fan looked at him with an evil smile and muttered: "Ha ha ha... …Finally, didn’t you choose yourself, what's the difficulty?"

"Zhuo Fan, you are such a devil!" He gritted his teeth hard, and groaned Leng Wuchang, swallowing blood into his belly, looking at the redness in front of him, his eyes were already red and swollen.

Zhuo Fan didn't care at all, and laughed out: "Hahaha... Didn't you know it a long time ago, what's weird about this? And everyone here, you should know Lao Tzu's style of doing things."

With a grumble, everyone swallowed and spit, and they didn't dare to make a sound. Just looking at Leng Wuchang's eyes, full of sympathy.

Unexpectedly, even the dignified and impermanence of the fortune teller has been teased so far and ended up like this.

This Zhuo Fan, really terrible...