Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 217: The believer, the butcher, the hero

Xia Ji asked the Su family to wait for a while, and then summoned the disciples to the courtyard.

Su Shu and the Su family boy named Su Fan were very curious about the style of the emperor, so they were willing to wait and chose a seat to sit and watch.

After Zhao Yange woke up in the study, he also stood in the courtyard in panic,

The last time she was able to come back was a complete escape,

With her strength, she couldn't beat those killers at all, but she was able to hide, and she actually survived Xia Ji and destroyed the Blood Rain Tower, so she passed the test.

Xia Ji glanced at the seventy-two disciples, and the distance between the disciples was getting wider and wider. The first few had signs of little monsters, while the latter were full of spirits and spirits. Not quite enough.

After all, in this kind of environment, I was suppressed every day, and my heart was not high, so I couldn't go up.

"From today onwards, the seventy-two of you will be organized into thirty-six groups. When you go out to preach in the early spring of next year, you will also come together and help each other. If the two of you can return together, it will be an extra reward for the teacher's association."

There was light in the eyes of the disciples, but soon they were speechless

"Wind blows snow, you and Zhao Yange are a group."

"Xu Lingling, you are with Pang Yi."

"Nian Ying, you are with Li Wangyu."

"Du Bai, you are with Sun Bieya."

Xia Ji reported in turn.

The grouping rules are very simple, that is, the first and last places are put together, and so on, so that the ranking can be balanced.

Du Bai coldly glanced at the dull round-faced girl, and the sixty-seventh Sun Bie Ya nodded casually.

Nian Ying looked at Li Wangyu, who was obviously ferocious like a lion, but could only rank sixty-five. She really didn't want to be in a group with these people who were holding her back, but since it was arranged by the teacher, she did it. Pay attention to the ceremony, anyway, it is acquaintance.

Xu Lingling's innocent expression suddenly wrinkled, as if she had eaten ten bitter gourds, she looked at Pang Yi, who was ranked seventy-one, with disgust, as if she was looking at waste.

Zhao Yange really didn't expect that he would partner with the number one lunatic, but he suddenly felt a sense of security. The wind and snow had overwhelmed everyone for more than ten years, and he was still very powerful.

So, the little short girl hurried over, bowed slightly to Feng Chuixue, and respectfully said, "Please advise."

Feng Chuixue glanced at Xia Ji, who nodded to him.

Feng Chuixue looked at the last-to-last girl, and said respectfully, "Please give me more advice."

His respect made Zhao Yange stunned for a while. This little girl knew that she was not beautiful, her brain was stupid, her strength was weak, and her potential was limited, and she hurriedly said, "No, senior brother Feng, please give me more advice."

Feng Chuixue doesn't know how to get along with people at all, and has never had a partner or anything. He never even thought about it, so he replied, "Please advise."

Zhao Yange hurriedly shut her mouth, she knew that if she continued to say more, this terrifying but withdrawn Senior Brother Feng would always salute her.

Each group is grinding.

However, the bigger the ranking gap, the more bizarre the run-in is.

Xia Ji instructed them to cultivate well, and then went out with Su Shu and the two of them out of the village.

In the evening, the three had already arrived at Su's house through Yumu Lake.

The Jiaolong Feilong carried the three of them through the clouds and narrow passages to the second heaven.

In the welcoming hall in the center of the second layer of heaven, the head of the Su family was sitting with another little old man in black.

The one who can accompany the head of the family is naturally the head of the Wu family.

As for Su Daji's absence, if the ancestor came here, it would be a loss of identity.

At this time, there were a lot of people sitting on both sides of the hall, obviously the elites of the Su and Wu families,

Xia Ji rolled his eyes again, but found that in addition to the Su and Wu families, there were actually three other different costumes. It should be the other three.

As Xia Ji walked in, the entire hall became quiet.

Everyone looked at the emperor of the Su family.

Xia Ji stepped forward, his eyes were not biased, and when he arrived in the hall, he saluted slightly, "I have seen the head of the family."

The owner asked, "Did you kill the underground forces of Lord Wu Jiayin?"

Xia Ji said indifferently "Yes."

The owner asked again, "Yesterday the Wu family sent the ghost emperor to the world, did you hurt him?"

Xia Ji said, "If the person in the manor in the lake is the ghost emperor, then I hurt him. After all, I have never seen him."

The head of the family wondered, "You didn't see him, why did you hurt him so badly?"

Xia Jidao "Although it is thousands of meters apart, a knife can do it."

The crowd was in an uproar

The owner continues to ask "Why did you do this?"

Xia Ji said frankly, "The underground forces of Lord Wu Jiayin killed my disciple for no reason, and the subordinates of the Ghost Emperor wanted to rob my disciple at the wedding banquet. I'm just retaliating."

The black-clothed old man from the Wu family said, "For the sake of a few untouchables from outside the clan, hurting the noble emperor of my family, hmph, do you consider yourself a family member?"

Xia Ji said directly, "I kept my sympathy and didn't kill him, it's all for the sake of the family.

Besides, if he is really noble, he is really an emperor, why was he cut by me with a knife?

Is he an emperor?

If it counts, your Wu family is too weak, right? "

His domineering retort only saw the eyes of the younger generation of the Su family light up again and again, only to think that this son is really awesome, worthy of being the Su family, but the older generation is showing concern color.

Before waiting for the Wu family's head to speak, Xia Ji continued, "I don't take the initiative to cause trouble, and I don't take the initiative to hurt people, but if someone bullies me, then stretch out one hand and I'll break the other, come alone I kill someone."

"Good! Good! Good!" The little old man in black from Wu's family slammed on the bench, "The old man is here today, he just came to your Su's house to ask for an explanation, he is bullying you, how dare you Kill me?"

Patriarch Su glanced at Xia Ji.

He naturally knew the true status and weight of this man in the Su family.

So, after thinking for a while, he looked around and said, "How about, just give it a try? So that the head of the Wu family can teach me a lesson for the juniors of the Su family?"

The little old man in black from the Wu family was full of question marks.

The rest are confused.

What mystery operation is this?

As the head of the Su family, shouldn't you be smoothing things out at this time?

You're fine if you don't play the game or talk, but why are you fanning the flames?

The little old man in black from the Wu family was choked there for a while, he didn't know what to say, and he had nowhere to go.

Xia Ji raised his head and said, "Su disciple Feng Nan Bei, please fight."

The little old man in black from the Wu family

If he ends up in person, winning is nothing, losing or tying, he will be embarrassed to death.

At this time, on the side of the hall, a figure wrapped in a black robe "floated" out.

"Wu You, a disciple of the Wu family, please fight."

The little old man in black glanced at him, the Ghost Emperor was defeated as the eleventh realm, what are you going to do, so he said, "Go back."

The figure in the black robe seemed a little unwilling, but after all, he slowly retreated.

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent and fell into some kind of enigmatic deadlock.

The Su family is not a mortal family, not a soft persimmon that can be handled at will,

Since the family system is shaken, the head of the Su family can greet each other one by one, but this kind of thing, the head of the Su family is also reckless and stubborn,

In a word, my skills are not as good as others, and I'm dead in vain. I want my disciples to give me an explanation?

There are no doors.

Do you really think that my Su family is not a noble family?

A middle-aged member of the Zhou family sitting beside the hall raised his voice, "We are from the same family, I think this fight is not good."

These words broke the deadlock, and the other two people on the side also said, "Yes, when it comes to the human world, when everyone has the upper hand, it is normal to fight and fight, and make a conflict, but if you specifically say it, It's really bad."

The little old man in black naturally knew this, but the one who was injured was the Ghost Emperor, his most useful son, and the emperor of the Wu family!

So, he suddenly said quietly, "Feng Nan Bei, where did your strength come from?"

Before Xia Ji replied, the ancestor of the Su family directly replied, "Old Wu, can't my disciple have a hole card? If you lose a game and ask for a game, then my family still has secrets?"

The little old man in black said, "He can seriously injure the Ghost Emperor, this power is not simple."

Xia Ji said lightly, "Don't go check it out. Although I am in the ten realms, I have all kinds of methods."

The little old man in black "Where did the magic come from?"

Xia Jidao "walked for ten years, read books for ten years, has poetry and books in his belly, and performed all kinds of tricks by himself."

The little old man fell silent, his face full of question marks.

At this time, a disciple of the Wu family suddenly passed by voice transmission, apparently telling the head of the Wu family about "The Power of the World".

The head of the family glanced at Xia Ji and suddenly said, "Okay! It seems that there is a genius in the Su family! But this is still a cause and effect, and it must be solved."

Suddenly someone said, "Then the old rules, use the power outside the family to fight, and the family will not end in person."

Xia Ji said, "How can I have power? If I go to seize the power in the bright side, it will hinder the national teacher, and if I go to seize the power in the dark place, it will hinder the Yinjun, and seize the military power. The great general, who seized the Confucian ministers, is a hindrance to the first of the texts."

Everyone thinks about it too. According to the original plan, the emperor has no power at this time, and some of it is reputation. When the new king begins to ascend the throne, he will have many ordinary dignitaries as vassals.

And this kind of large-scale confrontation is not good for the establishment of the new dynasty and the common resistance to fire disaster.

The little old man suddenly said, "Feng Bei Nan, since you have disciples, then limit the mortal disciples to end the cause and effect.

Five years later, you will send three disciples, and my Wu family will also send three ordinary disciples. The three fight each other and win two of the three rounds. Not only will the victory or defeat be decided, but also life and death.

If you lose, please come to my Wu family and admit your mistake.

If my Wu family loses, the Ghost Emperor will take the blame and come to your Su family to admit the mistake.

After this matter, no matter what, the grievances will be cleared, and no one can be held accountable, otherwise, they will be enemies of my five great families at the same time, are you willing? "

Xia Ji smiled and said, "But the Ghost Emperor is not here."

The little old man said, "It's okay if the old man is settled."

Xia Ji said, "How do I know if the person you picked is really your Wu family's worldly disciple? If you go to the deep mountains and forests, and find three unearthly secluded powerhouses, and call them disciples, what will happen? "

The little old man's eyes were full of confidence, he pondered and said, "This is simple, half a month later, Wangjiang Upstairs, let's settle the people first, see each other clearly, then no one can fake it. ."

Su Family Patriarch added, "One more thing, before the duel of these six people, no family can interfere with them, poisoning, assassination and other things are not allowed, whoever does it, whoever does it. Enemies with my five great families."

The little old man said, "You should be like this."

"Good!"

"Mr. Feng, you are really domineering and comfortable."

"Yes, my Su family just wants someone like Mr. Feng to take charge."

Su Shu and another teenager kept talking.

"When Mr. Feng has done his usual affairs and returned to the Su family, I think I will be able to be the emperor!"

"Of course, Mr. Feng is only in the tenth realm, so he can crush the ghost emperor of the Wu family. If he waits until Mr. Feng is in the eleventh realm, he will not know how earth-shattering weeping ghosts and gods will be."

"I don't like the peaceful way of doing things in the family now, especially Su Yu. The thief defected and joined the Wu family, so my Su family is just like that? What a joke?"

"Su Yu turned out to be a traitor, **** it!"

The Su family boy and girl started chattering again.

Xia Ji didn't stay too long. Her mother in Sizhongtian was accompanied by Hu Xian'er every day, and she could give feedback in real time.

Accompanied by the two of them, he left the Su family.

From the bottom of the lake, travel west all the way back to Mirror Lake.

The little girl named Wan Shi in Jinghu is tricky this time. She may have memorized the size of the immortal. When Xia Ji stood in front of the cabin, she recognized the immortal and hurriedly Xia Ji welcomed him into the cabin.

After brewing the tea, he stood awkwardly, not even daring to sit.

Xia Ji didn't take it seriously. After arriving at the center of the lake, he left with five taels of silver, of which twenty taels was the cost of the pot of good tea.

After half a month.

The late autumn has passed, and the early winter has come early.

Xiaoxue slowly fell on the streets and alleys in the south of the Yangtze River.

Wangjiang Tower, upstairs looking at the river, the river spans thousands of miles, countless waves, and endless eternity.

Upstairs, four people were seated early, on the top floor.

One person drinks tea while the other two men and one woman sit quietly.

The tea-drinking man had a free and easy attitude, his blue silk and white hair were tied behind him at will, and his expression was as natural as an idler.

The other two teenagers, a girl is also very bright, anyone sitting there will feel very extraordinary, let alone three together?

One of the teenagers was sitting in the corner, with his head down and his eyes not touching anyone. The lively scene of Wangjiang Tower was out of tune with him. At most, he looked sideways at the rushing river outside the railing.

When the beautiful girl upstairs who was pouring tea and water came to ask him if he wanted tea, he actually blushed and said "no".

At this time, the extremely strong girl with a height of more than two meters said, "Yo, is Senior Brother Feng shy?"

The boy explained, "I'm excited to have an opponent."

The strong girl winked innocently, pretending to believe in his evil "Oh."

The two are naturally Feng Chuixue and Xu Lingling.

The other boy was born very strong~IndoMTL.com~ The figure is more than 1.9 meters tall, bold, with a calm look, mature face, and his eyes are shining with maturity far beyond his peers, even if someone calls him uncle It wouldn't be weird either.

He carries a giant knife, his hair is loose, and his posture is very free and easy.

He is the third of Xia Ji's seventy-two disciples - Xie Qiongfeng.

If Feng Chuixue is a believer and Xu Lingling is a butcher, then he is a hero.

Five thousand five hundred years ago,

Xia Ji sowed seeds.

Then, five thousand five hundred years later,

Will believers become gods?

Will the Butcher become a Demon Lord?

Will heroes become emperors?

It's too early to tell.

They're just waiting.