Rebirth of the Evil Emperor

"I don't like the Bai family either!"

The magic Taoist made a statement on the spot.

Others also seconded.

The Bai family is nothing more than a merchant family. Relying on Mr. Jiang as the young lady's husband, he opened up territory in Xuanzhou and built a huge mansion like a palace, which naturally caused discomfort for many people.

In particular, the three major forces of Xuanzhou, Shenfeng Pavilion, Wanjianmen, and Luocaotang, are all used to being three-legged. Inexplicably, they want to share a piece of the pie, how can they tolerate it.

"Madam, since you talked about this matter today, let me talk about my opinion." At this time, the leader of the Eight Great Elders, the lone goose, stood up: "What kind of school is our Wanjian Sect? They Bai family What family status is it? As a small merchant family, not affiliated with us like the Liu family, but brazenly opened fish farms and robbed us of our business. This incident has long been used by the dogs in the cottage as a laughingstock."

"Yeah yeah……"

Everyone seconded again.

Jiang Yi heard this, with a look of helplessness on his face: "You also know the temper of the master. He is usually very used to his daughter. I, a mother, want to say that she can't say anything. Now Yue'er's husband is white. As a guest of the palace, there is nothing I can do."

"What's the matter, as long as we find a chance to conflict with the White House, can the young lady really protect the outsiders? She respects that Mr. Jiang so much, and directly invites him to our Wanjianmen as a guest. Is it all right? Come to us, it's better than in that little white house!"

The devil sighed.

And his remarks made many people nod their heads, indicating that it is feasible.

Even Sheng Yu, who has been against him, has rarely changed his normal at this moment: "This method is okay, look for trouble, we have a method, it depends on their white house."

"Yeah... If the people in the White House have a hot brain and really tear their skins with us, Yue'er, as the only future successor of my Wanjianmen, will understand the importance."

Jiang Yinong nodded slowly.

Upon seeing this, the Demon Taoist stepped forward quickly: "Madam, let me take care of this matter!"

"No, ma'am, he has always been imprudent in handling things, and it is easy to leak flaws. I will do better!" Sheng Yu did my part.

"Hey? Why did you join in the fun, but just to trouble them, and then give them some color to see, this requires a fart of caution!"

"No, there is also the art of finding trouble, you don't understand~"

"you!"

Seeing that the two of them were at odds and pinched together like a cockfighting, Madam Jiang shook her head helplessly, and looked at the jade-faced and white-clothed man among the eight: "Elder Shangguan, you are the most calm-minded in your daily life. Leave the matter to you."

"Shangguan Sheng again..."

Sheng Yu glanced at the man uncomfortably.

Regarding Sheng Yu's hostile gaze, Shangguan Sheng didn't even notice, and smiled at Madam Jiang and folded his fists: "Please rest assured, Madam, I will be cautious and never let the master of the door see the clue."

Uh……

It turned out that the point of caution is not to let the master of the door see it?

Sheng Yu and the Demon Taoist looked at each other and suddenly realized.

As expected of Shangguan Sheng, when will he be a jade-faced old fox?

After the decision was made, the remaining seven could only swallow it back if they had any objections.

After the eighth elders left the Bieyuan, Madam Jiang sat alone under the tree, her shrewd eyes, with a touch of helplessness: "Yue'er, my mother is also worried about you, so I have to do it. Follow that Mr. Jiang, you will be afraid in the future. It's going to cause a catastrophe... You know that your father loves you. Have you ever thought that your mother also regards you as the jewel in her palm."

...

As the night fell slowly, Xia Daotian was still sitting in the wine shop, drinking wine.

He was so drunk that he was already drunk at the moment, but he wouldn't go back no matter how Yang Qiuyu persuaded him.

"Qiu Yu, what's the use of me? I need to cultivate, but I can’t keep up with it, I have to refining medicine, and I can’t get to the eighth rank. You said that the boss worked so hard to train me. There was a hammer!"

Xia Daotian shook his head in tears, bought drunk alone, and felt guilty at the thought of facing Fatty and Xiaoya's powerlessness.

Seeing him like this, Yang Qiuyu also sighed.

I have said and persuaded, which is useless.

"Hey, it would be great if the big brother was here."

She missed the scholar inexplicably. In terms of the ability to enlighten people, the scholar recognized the second, and no one in Chenyao Sword Sect dared to recognize the first.

Seeing that it was late at night, there were only two of them left in the wine shop.

The shopkeeper yawned for a long time, glanced at the moonlight at the door, and came to Xia Daotian's table reluctantly: "This old gentleman, it's getting late, our pub will be closed, why don't you come back tomorrow?"

Hearing that, Xia Daotian hesitated and raised his muddy old eyes, tears gleaming in his eyes: "Tomorrow will come again, how many tomorrows are there?"

"This……"

Xiao Er was startled, thinking this question is too difficult, I can't answer it.

"Grandpa Xia, don't embarrass the second child, you are a spiritual man, you can stay up all night, but he will get up and work tomorrow."

Yang Qiuyu persuaded again.

"Okay, I'll go and go home."

Xia Daotian stood up swayingly, and after Yang Qiuyu settled the money, the two of them walked out of the wine shop under Xiao Er Gong.

The night breeze outside was a bit cold, and Xia Daotian was so energetic that his drunkenness immediately faded by three points.

But when I wake up a little bit, the pain in my heart becomes a bit heavier.

"Qiu Yu, you said that the boss will be able to achieve cultivation this time, and when will he rescue Fatty and Xiaoxue for us..."

"You're talking nonsense again." Yang Qiuyu rolled his eyes reluctantly: "I heard from Army Master Han that before refining Fuling Dan, the Sect Master needs to rest and relax and keep the body in a relaxed and absolute natural state as much as possible. It helps to take Fuling Dan."

"But Fulingdan is still a blood jade bead, I don't know where it is."

"This...I think the Sect Master has his own way after he leaves the customs. Oh, don't think too much. With a medicine master like Lu Tianqi, it will be difficult for our Sect Master to not fly in the future, so why bother for a while? Lu Tianqi gave him an order to recuperate for a year, and it definitely made sense."

"Yes, the Nine-Rank Medicine Refining Master is just one step away from Emperor Pill...With her, the future of the boss can be expected!"

"Why, are you jealous?"

"Bah! The boss can get the help of such a medicine master, that is the boss's blessing, what am I jealous of, it is too late for me to be happy for the boss. Besides, I also know that I have a few kilograms and I usually help the sect. Refining pills and cultivating talents is okay, but if you want to help the boss, Mengyao and the others, you have to be a **** of alchemists like Lu Tianqi!"

...

"stop!"

An old voice suddenly came from the cold wind at this moment.

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