Return Of The Demon Emperor

In this way, Fan Zhuhe slapped the Eight Dou Confucian King regardless.

Originally, astral qi, the eight fighting Confucian king, was exposed and seemed to be going to fight a big fight, but he was beaten by Fan Zhuhe to lose his temper.

To clamor for a golden eagle?

What about the king?

What if Fan Zhuhe’s cultivation base is not as good as him?

Lend him two courage, will he dare to do it?

After a mad fan, Fan Zhuhe hurriedly shook his hand: “It hurts so much. It hurts to beat Lao Tzu.”

At this moment, everyone was stunned.

In the large court, the dignified Eight Dou Confucian King, a classmate of the prime minister, was beaten in this way.

Zhu Changbo and Wen Shiming looked at each other in blank dismay, they couldn’t believe that such a thing would happen.

Fan Zhuhe turned his head and asked Li Ling: “Brother Li, is it comfortable to do this?”

“Very good.” Li Ling clasped his fists to thank him.

“That’s fine. In the future, when you see these poor talents, you can just take out your waist cards, don’t give them a face.”

Li Ling rarely laughs, but this Fan Zhuhe really made him laugh.

In the past, Feiyingwei was the kind of hard-working person with a cold face. This Fan Zhuhe really opened Li Ling’s eyes.

After talking to Li Ling, Fan Zhuhe turned his head and asked Badouru Wang: “Do you still snatch your relatives? Do you still miss your dog son?”

Even if he was beaten, The Badou Confucian King was also full of anger.

But, does he dare to resist?

“Master Fan, you must remember that this is Wenzhou!” said Badou Confucian King.

Fan Zhuhe said with a smile: “Then you also remember to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is the Wenzhou Golden Eagle Ambassador, and it is your father!”

Sure enough, Fan Zhuhe the name speaks for itself is a scholar’s nightmare.

Such a powerful Badou Confucian King was beaten like a dog in front of him.

The Golden Eagle envoys in other states will give the local Purple Mansion Sect more or less face, as long as it is not particularly serious, they will deal with it kindly.

This Fan Zhuhe is different. As long as he can grasp the other side’s pigtail, he will grab it and hit it hard.

He absolutely made the other party suffer within the legal scope.

It is estimated that it will not be long before this Wenzhou scholar is so realistic that he will go to burn the piano and cook the crane.

So, Fan Zhuhe and Li Ling killed Mo Xuanliang in this way, frustrating the prestige of Qinzhilou.

Badou Confucian King’s face is also completely lost.

Compared to the marriage, this kind of face slap in public is what makes him more uncomfortable.

“Master Fan, the days are still long, we can get along slowly in the future! Goodbye!”

While covering his face, King Badouru took the Qinzhilou dísciple back. .

“Hey, hey, threatening me again.”

Fan Zhuhe immediately said to his opponent: “Let me be surrounded by Qinzhilou for three days, and every poor talent will give it to me. I will check carefully to see if there is any illegal thief!”

“You!” The Badouru King heard this command as soon as he walked to the door, which made him even more uncomfortable.

“Don’t you, me, me, we Feiyingwei routinely, what’s the matter? Do you have an opinion?”

Feiyingwei does have this power.

Even if there is no evidence, you can go around for three days for this reason, and you can’t find out before you can find out.

It’s just that few people use this power that’s all.

“hmph!” Badou Confucian King flicked his sleeve and left angrily.

When these people left the Tonglin Library, Fan Zhuhe said to Li Ling, “Brother Li, virtuous brother, if you have anything to do in Wenzhou in the future, you will report my name. Whoever dares to oppose you, I will smoke. He doesn’t even know his mother.”

“After that, I will have to trouble you.”

“It’s easy to say, remember the day of the wedding, remember to make me an altar Good wine.”

Fan Zhuhe wanted to pat Li Ling on the shoulder, but he felt his hands were dirty, so he simply bowed and left.

So the misunderstanding farce of this marriage ended like this.

Before leaving, Ding Shijun hesitated.

Although letting Mo Xuanliang die is part of Ding Shijun’s plan, his plan is considered a success.

But he always felt something was wrong, and he couldn’t tell what was wrong.

In short, it is a little different from the scene he imagined.

As everyone left, Wen Shiming eased from lose one’s head out of fear.

The couple supported each other and both sighed at the scene just now.

“Fortunately, no one can criticize the marriage between Ying and Xian, and we can rest assured.”

The husband and wife are fine, but that Wenzhou Wang Zhu Changbo was a little uncomfortable.

Zhu Changbo looked at the sky, and there were many emotions in his heart that could not be vented.

Li Ling sensed the helplessness of the prince, but didn’t know how to say it.

Zhu Changbo sighed: “This king is also a descendant of the Imperial Family, and the cultivation base is also Heaven Peak. Why… why is it not as decisive as Master Fan and Sir Li…”

“This king is really… humiliating the ancestors…”

Originally, Zhu Changpo would be harder to wait for Fan Zhuhe to come, but as the king of Wenzhou, he did not So hard.

Even Mo Xuanliang dared to humiliate him before. What is the meaning of what he did as a lord.

I think back then, when the Emperor Taizu opened his court, he led the soldiers to kill Nine Provinces. This kind of pride spread to Zhu Changpo, why did it…none.

“Brother Wang, don’t be too undervalued oneself, after all, you weren’t made on the battlefield…” Princess Chang Shu persuaded.

After that, Zhu Changbo shook his head: “This king will not have any contact with Qinzhilou in the future. This king will try to find the pride and arrogance belonging to the Imperial Family!”

At this moment, Princess Changshu eyes shined.

“Brother Wang, you finally woke up! This is who the Royal Father wants to see you!”

It seems that even the Imperial Family Wang Family is difficult to read.的经.

But it’s okay, after all, it hasn’t made a big mistake yet, and everything is still too late.

The matter seems to be over, but Li Ling knows that the Eight Fighting Confucian Kings will not let it go.

He is the king of the rivers and lakes, so it is better to die if he is so embarrassed.

But Li Ling knows that he will not die immediately, so he will retaliate.

Back home, Li Ling began to instruct Wen Keying to cultivation the Guanghanjing.

After all, Wen Keying is the spirit root of the month. Early cultivation of evil immortals is also of great benefit to her.

Although Li Ling doesn’t know who he and Wen Keying will ascend first, according to Wen Keying’s aptitude, she It shouldn’t be too late than herself.

The only thing Li Ling needs to worry about is the Spiritual Qi issue.

According to Li Ling’s inference, the Spiritual Qi of Nine Provinces is relatively exhausted. Using only the Spiritual Qi of Nine Provinces, I can’t guarantee that I can rise. Now I have added Wen Keying, Spiritual Qi. It will only be more than enough.

But there is no other way at the moment, so I have to slowly think of a way.

Fortunately, Yaya’s cultivation does not require that many Spiritual Qi, otherwise Li Ling would have to make a choice.

These days, Li Ling has been living in Wen’s mansion. Wen Shiming and his wife treat Li Ling as well as their own sons. They can’t fault it at all.

Three days later, news came from the concierge.

“Sir Li, Wenzhou general soldier Xi Ruoyu, please see me.”