The Evil Imperial Monarch Chapter 1682: Sand City Lord


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The ancient city of Huangsha has its name. All the buildings in the city are made of yellow sand.

It's just that the sand leaks from the fingers. The yellow sand used to build the city is the kind of solid yellow sand that has been compressed. There is no problem in making it into ordinary buildings.

Although it is the only big city within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, the area of ​​this ancient city is not large, at most it is only three hundred miles in radius. Compared with Ye Chu in the boundary of the Nine Great Immortal City, he saw a radius of one million miles. The city is really nothing.

There are not many cultivators in the city. Ye Chu's divine consciousness scanned the ancient city, but he did not find any decent strong. The strongest person is in the city lord’s mansion, which is probably about the fifth level of the law realm, and even one sect. There are no strong kings either.

Ye Chu sat on the white wolf horse and went directly to the city lord's mansion.

The City Lord's Mansion is a tower of hundreds of feet built of yellow sand and rocks. As soon as he arrived at the City Lord's Mansion, Ye Chu was stopped by a few guards, and what token he wanted to show.

"Go and report to your city lord, just say that there is someone from the floating palace!"

Ye Chu didn't bother to pay attention to these guards, and directly reported the name of the floating palace. Upon hearing the floating palace, the faces of the guards changed and they hurried to inform the city lord.

In a moment, there was a middle-aged man on the tower with four or five beautiful women floating down from above. It was the lord of the ancient city of Huangsha and his wife.

"Don't blame the Daoist of the Floating Palace, the guards are not sensible..." The middle-aged city lord smiled, and told me to bow to Ye Chu.

He also looked at Ye Chu carefully, and what made him a little frightened was that the city lord himself could not see Ye Chu's cultivation level at all, and Ye Chu hung in front of the city lord mansion like a piece of air.

"Has he become the king of the sect?" The city lord was shocked.

He has naturally seen the strongest Zongwang. Probably only the strongest Zongwang has this kind of natural Taoist rhyme.

"The lord is polite..." Ye Chu also smiled slightly, and quietly took a look at the wives of the lord, all of them were so beautiful and beautiful as flowers, this lord would really enjoy it.

The middle-aged city lord was more polite to Ye Chu, and said: "It's windy here, fellow daoists, please come with me into the mansion, and have a drink..."

"Then bother..."

Ye Chu arched his hands, patted the white wolf horse next to him, and yelled at him: "You can just go around, don't cause trouble, or the city lord will fine you, this young man can do nothing... …"

"Hmph! Who would dare to move me?" The White Wolf Horse snorted coldly, vomiting, like a wind rushing out, the speed is surprisingly fast.

"This..."

The middle-aged city lord and several wives were shocked, especially the middle-aged city lord, their hearts were overwhelming.

Just now, the white wolf horse glared at himself, feeling that his heart was about to shatter, and the flash of murderous intent was throbbing.

The speed of the white wolf horse running like a shadow also surprised the middle-aged city lord. It should be the speed that only the strongest Zongwang can have, and even faster.

"Does this kid still have a king-level mount?" This thought flashed through the middle-aged city lord's heart, and it was really frightening.

How powerful is the king of the sect, and it is also a spirit beast like a wolf and horse that has been spoken by people and has a lot of wisdom.

How can they be willing to become the mounts of human practitioners? There is only one explanation. This young man has a terrifying background, and the strength of this young man is even more terrifying, at least at least stronger than this Zongwang mount.

"Friends, please..." The smile on the face of the middle-aged city lord was flattering.

Ye Chu smiled, and went up to the tower with the middle-aged city lord, and came to the banquet hall on the highest floor.

Originally, the city lord was sitting in the high position and the guests sitting in the down position. However, at this time, the city lord made people give the high position to Ye Chu, but Ye Chu said: "The city lord is too polite, let's sit down together..."

"Okay, I'm really climbing up here..." The city lord smiled, and sat down with Ye Chu, closing a lot of distance.

He smiled at Ye Chu: "A few dancers came here before going down here. I wonder if your friend Yaxing liked how many?"

"No need, thank the city lord for his kindness..." If the city lord has eyesight, Ye Chu will naturally not look bad at him.

It's just that he has seen too many beauties, and he has no interest in ordinary dancing girls. When he thinks of female dances, he thinks of Zhong Wei, the dancing **** who dances the world. One dance can make people rise to the next level. , Really is a god-like means.

However, I haven't seen Zhong Wei for several years, and I don't know how she is doing with Bai Xuan and Yaoyao.

"My ladies still know some dance art, why don't you have a look at it?" The city lord wanted to make a fuss about his own ladies.

Ye Chu felt a little uncomfortable, but he was not easy to refuse, so he said: "Since the city lord is so kind, then it is better to be respectful..."

"Good..."

The city lord was overjoyed and immediately clapped his hands in applause. Several beautiful ladies served wine and food, and the luthier put on a string of instruments, and then a few graceful masked women curled up from the main hall.

Ye Chu's eyesight is amazing. Nowhere can this veil block his eyes. At a glance, he saw that these women were not the wives who had just accompanied the city lord to pick him up. They were probably his other wives.

"The physical strength of this uncle is amazing..."

Looking at these women twisting the waist of the water snake, Ye Chu couldn't help but admire the uncle's ability in that respect. How can such a woman twist a few times and ordinary men can bear this kind of blessing, but this uncle is married. How many such women are wives.

The combination of piano and dance, fine wine and food, Ye Chu didn't want to suffer, but gradually sinking into it.

While talking with the city lord, he also commented on the dancing postures and eyebrows of these women, which seemed to bring Ye Chu's thoughts back to the earth.

Once upon a time, he was horrified and wandered among the windy places in China, and he naturally went to this place of singing and dancing.

It’s just that the earth is a modern planet after all. Although it’s a place for singing and dancing, it’s not as pure as here, and the dancers there don’t have the charm of these women, and their dancing postures are far inferior to those who have practiced. woman.

After a few days of drinking, Ye Chu actually had some lack of drinking power. It was not how strong the wine was, but rather blurred.

"Brother Ye is really talented. He has reached this level of cultivation at a young age. He is indeed a big disciple of the floating palace. I am so envious of my brother..." The middle-aged city lord is named Sha Wei, it seems that he is middle-aged, but in fact he is not very old, that is, he is less than two hundred years old.

Javert also drank a lot, and a little confusedly pulled Ye Chu to pour bitter water: "Unlike me, I have been left in this ghost place for almost a hundred years, and I still look like this bird. In addition to guarding these women or these women every day, it’s really boring..."

Ye Chu said to Javert that he is now the king of the Heavenly One Realm, which makes Javert envy and hate.

"Hehe, Brother Sha, don't complain, you have a comfortable life, beautiful women and wine, happy and unthinking every day, and more at ease..." Ye Chu really envied this Javert's life.


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