Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Bang bang bang!

After Wanyan Xia Rong broke something, she didn't stop. Instead, she smashed most of the things within her sight.

He didn't stop until the house was in a mess and there was nothing left to throw.

"Trash, this trash!" Wanyan Xiarong's face was exposed with veins, and she was furious.

At this moment, he already felt some regret in his heart. He regretted why he chose Wanyan Lang, a loser, as his pawn.

Now, because of Wanyan Lang's behavior, even if his carefully designed plan succeeds and Xu Nantian and Xu Dao can be killed by him at today's wedding banquet, once Wanyan Lang's matter is revealed, he will definitely It will be disgraced.

And this result is not what he wants to see. More importantly, it is very likely that the Twenty-Two Prince will alienate him because of this incident.

Because as princes, if they want to inherit the throne of the Dali Kingdom in the future, their reputation is very important to them.

Wanyan Xia Rong knew very well that with the shrewdness of the Twenty-Two Princes, he would never let a person with a discredited reputation be his confidant, even if that person was a prince.

After a long time, Wanyan Xia Rong gradually calmed down his anger. He glanced at the Scar guard with a cold expression and said: "You don't need to attend today's banquet. This matter will be left to you. Find the person in the portrait. You don’t need me to teach you what to do next.”

Scar's guard suddenly looked stern, raised his hands and said: "I understand, please rest assured, Lord Marquis, I will definitely take care of everything."

After saying that, the Scar Guard turned and left.

Wanyan Xiarong was the only one left in the room.

He looked at the mess on the floor and frowned, then called a few servants to clean up the house.

Afterwards, Wanyan Xiarong left the house.

At the same time, Potian Courtyard.

Early in the morning, disciples from various sects living in Potian Courtyard came out of their houses one after another and gathered in an open space in the center of Potian Courtyard.

In addition to top sects such as Purifying Water Sect, Divine Talisman Sect, and Crazy Knife Sect, there are also many disciples of weaker sects.

Every team is in high spirits, except Mr. Crazy Sword.

The people of the Mad Sword Sect seemed a little weak-willed, and almost everyone's face was filled with anxiety and worry.

"Senior Brother Lu Ming, where did Senior Brother Guan go? There is not much time left before the banquet starts. If he doesn't come back, our Crazy Blade Sect is destined to become a laughing stock in the eyes of others."

"Yes, Senior Brother Lu, if Senior Brother Guan is not around, we won't be able to raise our heads in front of the other sects. What should we do?"

At this moment, all the disciples of the Crazy Blade Sect focused their attention on Lu Ming.

Looking at everyone's expressions, Lu Ming also gave a bitter smile and said: "Junior brothers, if you ask me, actually I don't know. Senior Brother Guan didn't say anything when he left. He just said that we should go to the banquet first. He Arrive soon."

The other disciples of the Crazy Sword Sect sighed after hearing Lu Ming's words.

While they were talking, Zhou Xian, the steward of the Pingluan Hou Mansion, suddenly appeared. He first complimented everyone, and then organized the disciples of the major sects to walk in the direction of the Pingluan Hou Mansion.

At this time, Champs Elysees.

Zhang Yifeng, Qiu Xue and Ji Dali were gathering together and arguing fiercely.

Ji Dali shouted excitedly: "City Lord, no, it's too risky for you to do this, and I don't agree!"

Just now, Zhang Yifeng actually proposed to disguise himself as Cheng Ji Dali to attend the wedding banquet.

He knew that if Zhang Yifeng went there, he would definitely take action at the wedding banquet, but the situation of quelling the chaos in the Hou Mansion was still unclear. If Zhang Yifeng took action rashly, he would definitely be in danger.

Zhang Yifeng looked at Ji Dali and said with a serious face: "You have a physical problem now. You will definitely not be able to fight again in a short time. It is no longer suitable to appear in the Pingluan Hou Mansion."

"But……"

Ji Dali wanted to say something else, but Zhang Yifeng stopped him.

"Don't worry. With my current strength and the presence of my adoptive father and Qiu Hou, there shouldn't be any problem. Even if I can't kill Wanyan Xia Rong, I can escape unscathed."

When Ji Dali heard this, he fell silent.

Having followed Zhang Yifeng for so long, he knew very well Zhang Yifeng's character. Once Zhang Yifeng decided on something, even ten cows couldn't pull it back.

At this time, Qiu Xue suddenly spoke.

"Brother Zhang, if nothing can be done, you must protect yourself. I have already burdened you a lot, and I don't want to burden you anymore."

Zhang Yifeng looked at Qiu Xue, shook his head, and said, "Don't say that. Speaking of being implicated, it was actually me who implicated you."

"I killed Wanyan Xiarong's two sons. He has already hated me deeply. Today's situation was specially set up by him for me. If I hadn't appeared, he would never have given up."

As he said that, Zhang Yifeng looked at Ji Dali and said: "Dali, when Wanyanlang comes to welcome the bride later, I will dress up as you and join the wedding team to go to Pingluan Hou Mansion. You can find a chance to leave Po Luan. Tiancheng, return to Baizhan City and wait for news."

Ji Dali's expression changed, but he also knew that with his current cultivation and physical condition, if he continued to stay in Potian City, not only would he not be able to help much, but he would probably become a burden.

Thinking of this, Ji Dali sighed, looked at Zhang Yifeng, and said solemnly: "City Lord, you must be careful, my city cannot live without you."

Zhang Yifeng smiled and said: "Don't worry, there may be someone who can kill me, but it will definitely not be his Wan Yan Xia Rong."

In the following time, Zhang Yifeng asked Ji Dali to hide, and he disguised himself as Ji Dali, waiting for the arrival of the wedding team with Qiu Xue.

At the same time, in the streets and alleys of Potian City, many guards were holding a portrait in their hands and looking for the man in the portrait.

They asked everyone they met and promised huge rewards.

Soon, a monk with a cunning look approached the guard.

"Sir, I know where he is."

The monk said straight to the point.

When several guards heard this, their eyes showed a hint of joy, and they led the monk to the Scar guard.

"You said, do you know where this person is? You are sure it is this person. If you provide false information, you know the consequences."

The scarred guard pointed at the man in the portrait and asked in a cold voice.

The monk was a little afraid, but he still nodded and said: "It's definitely this person. This is Lao Qian. We used to set up a stall in Fangshi in the east of the city, so we naturally recognize him."

Having said this, the monk rolled his eyes and said, "Sir, this reward..."

The Scar Guard instantly understood what the monk meant. He took out a small bag from the storage ring and threw it to the monk.