I Became a Follower of the Female Villain

Under the pagoda tree in Liujia Village.

Liu Dongfang looked anxious, wandering back and forth.

Until the white robe came into view, he said in a panic:

"Brother Xu, have you seen the Thunder Pillar in the mountains? Could it be that we will be punished by God for digging graves?"

Xu Beiwang looked indifferently, and examined him for a few seconds:

"Your kidney deficiency and yang qi are insufficient, are you dazzled?"

"Really?" Liu Dongfang looked bewildered, and then said rather embarrassingly:

"My little brother was so excited to get the sword manual, so I went to fight with the widow in the village in the early morning..."

As he spoke, he noticed the gray package in Xu Beiwang's hand, which was stained with scarlet blood.

"This is?"

Xu Beiwang said casually: "The accomplice of the tomb robber."

Hearing this, Liu Dongfang was both moved and ashamed.

Brother Xu not only didn't take away his own reward, but also took care of the aftermath for the two brothers, but he was happy with the widow like a white-eyed wolf.

How can I, Liu Dongfang, be able to get acquainted with such a noble person with so much righteousness!

"Brother Xu, my little brother wants to be your follower, be steadfast!"

Liu Dongfang's expression was serious, and there was a strong belief in his heart.

Even if you are not qualified to be a follower, it is fine to be a lackey, and you must serve Brother Xu!

Xu Bei looked silently, and subconsciously rejected the other party's unrealistic fantasy.

To be his younger brother, one must at least be the arrogance of the Dao lineages, and the mere qi training period is not enough.

"When a leaf of duckweed returns to the sea, where can we not meet each other in life?"

Xu Beiwang shook his head, his eyes became deep, and then he left very calmly.

Liu Dongfang froze.

His enthusiasm was quenched by a basin of ice water.

Even if the world is far and wide, there will always be a chance to meet again when you are in the rivers and lakes.

The implication is that he is not to be accepted as a lackey, a hawk dog!

Liu Dongfang's eyes were sore, he was flustered by the wind for a long time, and finally he let out a long sigh:

"Just treat it as a dream, and you will still be very moved when you wake up."

Suddenly, a gentle voice came from a distance.

"Only by wandering the rivers and lakes alone can we obtain adventures."

"When the time is right, I will appear."

Liu Dongfang's face instantly turned from sadness to joy, and his right hand clenched into a fist.

Brother Xu hasn't given up on me yet, I have to practice hard, look for opportunities, and try to stand behind Brother Xu one day!

...

The capital, the noisy Suzaku Long Street.

A man in a white robe stood out from the crowd.

He is handsome in appearance, noble in temperament, and exudes a charming demeanor in every gesture.

Any martial artist who sees this person will inevitably feel inferior in their hearts, and avoid the road one after another.

The man's expression was chilling, and he walked forward step by step.

"Isn't this Mr. Xu, what are you holding in your hand?"

"He seems to be heading towards the imperial city."

"Could it be that a good show is about to begin?"

"Who knows, follow up and have a look."

A group of warriors enthusiastically followed behind the white robe until they reached the Chengtian Gate of the imperial city.

In the majestic Chengtianmen, the purple-robed ministers come and go, and the ladies and ladies talk and laugh happily.

"he wants……"

The onlookers were astonished.

I saw the white robe walking to the rusty Dengwen drum that no one cared about.

Take the drumsticks and beat the drum hard.

"Boom—"

The loud drumbeat made the surroundings instantly dead silent, and everyone stopped in their tracks.

"clang!"

"clang!!!"

The bell of the watchtower in the imperial city also rang loudly, from near to far, magnificent and far-reaching, startling the birds in the palace to fly together.

Over the years, the Dengwen Drum has stood here in vain, more like a symbol, and no one has stepped forward to beat the drum.

I never thought that the bells and drums of the imperial city are ringing today!

Could it be that the white-robed man in front of him has a terrible grievance and wants to tell the emperor?

The emperor personally accepted the complaints of wronged people, and if the officials obstructed them, they would be sentenced severely.

"Boom!"

The lingering sound lingered.

The white robe fluttered in the wind, and with that handsome face, it was like an exiled immortal beating a drum.

In front of Chengtian Gate, countless dignitaries held their breaths, and a young man in a black robe had a smile on his lips.

"Xu Beiwang, who embarrasses the Wu family?"

"Go back to your lord, that's right." The eunuch beside him had a cool voice.

The eldest son of the emperor, Ji Wudao, was silent, with a regretful look on his face:

"With this fearless courage, he is already a dragon and phoenix among men. This king really wants to win him over, but it's a pity that he is the vicious dog of the female devil."

There was a lot of discussion in the imperial city, and there were speculations about Xu Jiazi's intention of beating the drum.

Lu Chongyan, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishments, took the lead and shouted angrily:

"Xu Beiwang, are you looking for trouble on purpose?"

"No one is here yet, and the grandstanding criminals are sent to the prison?"

Now I dare to beat the Dengwen drum, but I dare not even think about what to do in the future.

Under the attention of everyone, Xu Beiwang's expression was terribly calm, and he said word by word:

"Little people suffered innocent injustice, what is the crime?"

Lu Chong was so angry that he pointed at the halberd and roared:

"What kind of world is it now? The country is prosperous and the people are peaceful, and the world is peaceful and prosperous! You are beating the Dengwen drum here, isn't this discrediting the face of the empress?"

"Smearing your face is not a crime, what is it?"

As soon as the words fell, a thick and resonant voice came.

"The Queen of Heaven is here—"

The sound of white cranes vibrated Jiugao, surrounded by swallows and eagles, and the palace servants and eunuchs hugged a phoenix chariot.

"See the queen!"

"See the queen!"

The mountains and tsunami roared, and the officials and dignitaries bowed in unison.

In the luxurious and elegant chariot, Wu Zhao, dressed in a floor-length skirt, nodded towards the officials, with a graceful smile on his phoenix face.

The queen is regent, and the Dengwen drum is beating, and she must accept it.

The chariot rolled over the white jade floor tiles and drove slowly to Dengwen Drum.

The atmosphere was instantly silent.

"Dengwen drums must be related to military and state affairs. If you are greedy and evil, you will be wronged and miserable. Otherwise, you will not be able to play drums. Anyone who violates it will be a felony."

Wu Zhao stared at him, his gentle Shu accent exuded majesty.

Xu Beiwang lowered his head, respectfully said:

"Reporting to the Queen of Heaven, Xiaomin has been wronged."

The officials secretly slandered each other, and they lost their faces.

Wu Zhao looked around and said softly, "Say, I will avenge your grievance."

Xu Beiwang pointed to the package on the ground, and carefully asked for instructions:

"Your Majesty, this thing is too bloody, look..."

The imperial city was completely silent.

The pupils of many Confucian powerhouses shrunk into a needle, and there was a lot of horror in their eyes.

With a little luck, you can be sure that there is a head inside!

Wu Zhao narrowed his phoenix eyes, well hiding the anger deep in his eyes, and flicked his sleeves:

"No problem."

Xu Beiwang nodded, and slowly walked over to open the package.

Wow!

The audience was in an uproar!

A bloody head, the smell of blood gradually permeated, and the head's one eye was still open.

"No...impossible..."

Wu Chengsi, who was hiding among the crowd, muttered to himself, as if he had lost his soul, and then looked extremely sad.

The eyes of some members of the Wu clan were horrified, and the scene at this moment almost caused them to collapse!

Chengtianmen was quiet and strange, as if there was no one in it.

"Tianhou, although Xiaomin is not an official, but as a police officer of the Six Doors, he is also an imperial servant after all, right?"

"I was on a mission last night to arrest a few thieves, but I was intercepted by this person on the way."

"This person claims to be the great master of the martial arts family, and Xiaomin doesn't believe it at all. Why did the Wu family kill Xiaomin?"

Xu Beiwang's voice was deep and slow, as if chatting with an old friend.

boom--

These words instantly hit the minds of the officials like a bolt from the blue.

It made their scalps tingle!

It sent chills down their spines!

Then, a gust of cold air rushed directly to Tianling Gai from the soles of the feet.

Third Grade Great Master!

died?

Being killed by Xu Beiwang?

No way!

This is tantamount to the Arabian Nights, the difference between the great master and the eighth-rank realm is so different?

No one could believe it, but the head was right in front of them.

"I implore the Queen of Heaven to seek justice for the common people."

Xu Beiwang looked calm and bowed slightly.