The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor Chapter 273: Advanced Curse

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Chapter 273 Advanced Curse

Because of the raging duel, the Penglai Inn has always been overcrowded. After taking Ye Chen's clothes to change, the boss was busy going out to greet the guests, leaving only Ye in the back hall. Chen and silly girl are two people.

With nothing to do, he started talking with the silly girl one after another, maybe because of the same illness, the silly girl was very kind to him, although most of the other people asked Ye Chen to answer, but they also knew Many things.

The silly girl is not really stupid, she only suffered a catastrophe when she was about ten years old, and her mind could only stay at this age, which means that although she was 16 or 7 years old in appearance, her IQ was similar to that It's no different if you are a child.

Ye Chen probed with divine mind, and found that she was not stupid because of illness or brain damage, but a certain kind of curse.

"This is a very advanced curse, and she was too young at the time of the curse, even I can't act rashly, otherwise it may cause this girl to die."

Ye Chen frowned slightly. If it was an ordinary curse, he wouldn't mind helping a silly girl break away, but even if he wanted to eradicate this high-level curse, it would take a lot of time and energy, which would not be worth the loss.

Just when he hesitated, the fat boss walked back and said to Ye Chen: "Um... this little brother, there are so many guests today, do you mind if you come out and help? Busy? Of course, I will pay you."

Through the conversation just now, Ye Chen already knew that all the friends in this Penglai Inn were warriors, and he was also a little interested in this, so he nodded and stood up and walked outside.

Entering the lobby, the table is already full of people, all of them are sharp-eyed and full of breath, and they look like Lianjiazi.

"Let’s see, there are so many martial arts masters, and the others are incompetent guys. Wu Sheng doesn’t have one, not even one who can compete with Tang Zongze."

Ye Chen casually swept away, seeing the strength of everyone in the hall, and couldn't help feeling a little boring. This time, he was wrong. As the saying goes, Martial Saints are like dragons. Every sanctuary powerhouse has his own pride. How could it be possible to live in the same room with these ordinary martial artists?

The vast majority of Wushengs don’t lack money, so why don’t they stay in a five-star or seven-star hotel and stay in this Penglai Inn? Even if there are a few nostalgic parties, such as Hong Dafu and others, they will not openly appear in the lobby, otherwise the warriors who come up to make friendship will be so many that they can't eat anything.

Then, not knowing if it was a coincidence, another person screamed and fell downstairs...

Luo Peng is a thirty or forty-year-old man with a square face, a burly figure and sharp eyes. The moment he opened the door of the inn, the warriors in the lobby made such a judgment:

"This person is not easy to mess with."

In fact, this is also the case. Luo Peng’s physical strength is at its peak, and his strength is also a master of martial arts, and his experience in the rivers and lakes is even more abundant. And these are not the most critical, the most critical is his identity...

This is the official of China. At least on the surface, the official and the warrior are two parallel lines that do not intersect each other. As long as these warriors do not indiscriminately kill civilians, the fighting and vendetta between them, Luo Peng this The category of "civil servants" will not be ignored. It's no use paying attention anyway, it's better to let them have grievances and revenge themselves.

So he came this time just to deal with the corpse, so as not to cause more trouble. If the deceased has the same kind of relatives and friends, it will even save the trouble of handling the corpse.

Let his subordinates put the body in a sack and get into the car. Luo Peng looked at the warrior in the lobby and sneered: "I know that the peak of the two peerless swordsman battles is coming soon, and the star evil sword spectrum is added. Being born, everyone is very excited, but Luo still advises you from a personal standpoint, please restraint."

No one answered him. There were even a few warriors, with a disdainful expression on their faces, and uttered softly: "Dog legs."

The position of warriors has always been very subtle in China. They feel that they are detached from the world. However, in the eyes of officials, they are just some rural villagers who do not obey discipline.

Those real masters are more or less related to the major forces, such as the relationship between Tang Zongze and the Yang family, the relationship between Qiu Lingyun and the Qinggang, and even Xiao Yijue, who is the number one master of China. Named directly in the military.

And these warriors who open their mouths are the kind of invulnerable characters. They are too weak to be recruited by big forces, but they put on a noble posture to belittle those who have joined the official forces. People, in the final analysis, are nothing more than jealousy.

Luo Peng heard this, but he didn't react. On the surface, he was still smiling, but suddenly, his body moved!

"Whhhhhhhh!"

I saw a silver light flashing across the lobby, and the few warriors who were muttering softly sat on their stools suddenly and neatly torn apart, throwing them to the ground heavily.

Before these people turned their heads back, everyone got a kick on their bodies. The person who spoke about the doglegs first was stomped on the head with a foot and couldn't get up no matter how hard they struggled.

"Everyone, I can understand your feelings, but someone from Luo also has a mission." Luo Peng looked around and raised his voice, "I can see that all of you are about to lose your urge, thinking There are two tricks to find someone."

"Here, I would like to advise you one last time, don't act rashly, after all...this is Yenching."

His words made all those who had no calculations in their hearts be honest. Yeah, this is the capital of China. Even people from one mansion, two schools, three schools, and four schools don’t dare to make trouble. , What kind of storm can be caused by these people alone?

As soon as I thought of this, those warriors who used to be arrogant and domineering on weekdays couldn’t help but shed cold sweats. Thinking about it, this Yanjing is owned by Xiao Mansion. If they cause something to happen, they don’t need Sword God. Personally shoot, any one of the Canglong Seven Swords comes out, I am afraid that he will be the end of the corpse wilderness.

Luo Peng smiled contentedly when all these people came down. During this period of time, he has to go to the Penglai Inn several times every day, knowing that the hearts of this group of warriors have become more and more restless, so he chose to take action today to frighten them, so as not to cause any major incidents to this group of guys. It doesn't end well.

After warning everyone, Luo Peng didn't rush away. Instead, he sat down at a table and ordered a bowl of porridge and two steamed buns.

However, when the guy came to him with breakfast, Luo Peng's expression suddenly sank.

Because of the knife on his waist, there was a sudden "click".