Prime Assassin: the Evil King’s Wife Chapter 281: Old traitor is very slippery

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Hun Duan City is the junction of the Feng Kingdom and the North Kingdom. It extends in all directions, with a dazzling array of shops and street vendors, which is dizzying.

People come and go regardless of country, race, or history.

Entering the gate of Soul Broken City, a main street traverses it, deep streets and alleys crisscross from west to east, the whole city has a clear tile roof and cobblestone walls.

An exquisite horse-drawn carriage briskly stopped in front of a Biwa Zhuli and two stone lions.

The gate plaque reads: "The City Lord's Mansion" is the last word.

"Who is coming."

The Jiading outside the city lord's mansion roared.

The chariot driver quickly threw a badge.

The gatekeeper is also a clever master. He caught the sign flying toward him and looked down.

"The King of Qi." The two words came to mind.

Just as the gatekeeper was about to speak, the carriage driver stared at him: "Don't say anything."

His master came quietly to Soulbreak City, and he must not let anyone discover it.

"The little one will report to the city lord."

The gatekeeper lowered his head and headed for the house.

"Master." The carriage driver bent down and knelt on the ground.

I saw a pair of slender fingers stretched out first, and then revealed a jade-like flawless face, beautifully handsome.

The leisurely expression is like boating in a lake.

Only if you look closely, you can see the evil spirit in the man's eyes and the arrogance that day.

A gleaming and dazzling silver dark shading, the figure is as bright as the morning light in the flow.

Stepped on the coachman and got out of the carriage.

The coachman got up, and then followed the man behind, and the two went up the steps of the city lord mansion one after another.

"No entry without passing it through." The other gatekeeper had just reached out his hand and had not yet approached the man, his figure seemed to be pushed out by an invisible force.

The man snorted softly, then a contemptuous smile was drawn from the corner of his mouth, and he walked into the city lord's mansion.

"Who is so bold, dare to enter the city lord's mansion."

Several guards appeared holding swords.

"Let your city lord come out and see me."

A trace of impatience flashed in the man's eyes.

"This is the City Lord's Mansion, how can you let you go wild?!"

"Hahaha, it turned out that His Royal Highness Qi came here, the old man has missed a long way to welcome him, and I hope His Royal Highness Qi will forgive me."

A faint voice came from far and near, with a three-pointed arrogant laugh, coming from behind.

Di Minglie turned around and looked at the middle-aged man not far away, dressed in graceful brocade clothes, with five fingers and a jade ring, with dazzling brilliance, and five rough men attending him.

He strode forward, twirling an iron ball in his hands.

"I won't kneel down after seeing King Qi."

Seeing that the city owner is so arrogant, the coachman looked very dissatisfied.

"His Royal Highness Qi is magnanimous and will not have the same knowledge as the lord of the city."

Although the Lord of Soulbreak said so, his face filled with disdain.

Soul Duancheng does not belong to the Wind Kingdom, nor does it belong to the North Kingdom, so he doesn't need to be afraid of anyone.

"Shut up." Di Minglie squinted over, a dark light flashed between his expressions.

The coachman immediately bowed his head and stepped back.

Di Minglie shook off his brocade sleeves with dark shading and respectfully stretched his body: "My subordinates disturbed the city lord, the city lord is no wonder."

Neither arrogant nor humble attitude.

But in Di Minglie's heart, that's not what he thought.

In this life, he will bow his head and salute only when facing his father.

The Lord of Soulbreak City dared to make him salute, really bold.

But it didn't show up.

The city lord of the soul-broken city, in front of hundreds of thousands of people in the soul-broken city, speaks with authority.

And his own martial arts is also very strong.

There are few rivals among the three countries.

So Di Minglie had to be kind.

He slowly raised his head, looking at the Lord of Soul Broken without a smile.

When I walked in this way, I have to say that the whole body reveals the nobleness of the strong, especially those eyes, it seems that the other party has gathered all the power in his eyes, making it impossible to look at him directly.

"Hmm!" Faced with Di Minglie's greeting, the Lord of Soul Broken City just nodded slightly, without any extra expression on his face.

He really doesn't care about this king of Qi who is famous all over the world.

In this broken city, he is the sky

After he glanced at Di Minglie, he saw that his eyes were full of contempt.

The Lord of Soul Broken City's eyes lit up in vain, and then a gleam of black eyes flashed.

Di Minglie only felt that there was a huge power that struck his whole body in an instant. The acupuncture-like power shocked his whole body and his face became extremely pale.

So strong!

Di Minglie clenched his teeth and released all his internal strength, but still couldn't stop his kneeling legs.

Damn--!

"Pump." Di Minglie's body softened, and his whole body collapsed, half to the ground.

His proud skill is actually a trick in front of the Lord of Soulbreak!

Since his birth, he has never been bullied so much.

"Master, master." The coachman was about to step forward.

Di Minglie raised his head, glanced at him with a gloomy look, then slowly stood up: "Minglie is ignorant, this is a gift Minglie presented to the city lord, I hope the city lord likes it."

As soon as his words fell, the coachman reluctantly took out a storage bag from his arms and respectfully sent it forward.

At this time, Di Minglie's expression and attitude are not as arrogant as he was just now.

The person who knows the current affairs is a junjie, he is not the opponent of the Lord of Soulbreak.

The Lord of Soul Breaker glanced at the golden storage bag, and stretched his finger up to feel it.

"Hahahaha, His Royal Highness King Qi, please come inside."

As soon as the Lord of Soul Duan finished speaking, the people behind him stepped forward and took away the storage bag.

He patted Di Minglie on the shoulder, his expression and attitude were not as disdainful as before.

Emperor Minglie's willow brows are raised slightly, and under the feather-like eyelashes, countless dark threads are at the bottom of his eyes: "Please, please."

The atmosphere also loosened.

The two chatted all the way into the lobby of the City Lord's Mansion.

The maid shuttled back and forth, holding good tea fruits and snacks in front of Di Minglie.

A pair of beautiful eyes kept peeking at Di Minglie.

There are such good-looking men in the world.

Di Minglie forcefully resisted the disgust in his heart. If it were in the Qi Palace, these maids would have died long ago, but this is Soul Duan City, so he naturally had to bear it a little bit.

The robe lifted up, like a glimpse of light, took a cup of tea and drank a few mouthfuls.

This suppressed the anger in my heart.

"I don't know what happened to the death of the soul in the Palace of King Qi."

The Lord of Soul Broken City looked sideways to Di Minglie and asked calmly.

"Ming Lie wanted to open an auction house in Soul Duan City, and he took a fancy to a piece of land. After several inquiries, I learned that it was in the name of the city lord. I hope that the lord can cut love. Ming Lie must be grateful."

If it was just now, Di Minglie would definitely find an excuse to stop him.

But now after contacting the Lord of Soulbreaker.

He found that the master of Soulbreak City was scheming and treacherous, so he honestly told the truth.

"So that's it." The Lord of Soul Broken squinted his eyes and drew a fox smile.