Volume 1, Chapter 203: Go to Pingbei Mangwang Mansion.
Feng He was a little confused, and his eyes, which were originally full of anger, were now filled with surprise.
"Brother, your friend?"
Ye Tingmu was speechless, his face twitching.
Friends are shit.
At this moment, he was also in a confused state.
The Thunder Sword that was forcibly retracted was still surrounded by lightning.
There was a sizzling sound in the air.
Xu Ping'an watched this scene from afar with great interest, a hint of amusement on his lips.
“You are…”
Facing Ye Tingmu's question, Yang San raised his head.
"Mr. Ye, no Lord Ye, we are the twelve elders of Fengyue Tinghai Sect. We have been ordered to come and kill you, but we are ready to turn from darkness to light. We hope you can take us in. We will do our best to serve you and the Fourth Prince. It is not a pity to die like dogs and horses."
Looking at Yang San's pious face, Ye Tingmu took a breath.
Am I so charming now?
He came to me on his own initiative?
In front was Lin An, then there was Wan Jin, and later, there came Wu Yanwang.
Now, one of the twelve elders of Fengyue Tinghai Sect has come.
This is...
He coughed lightly and put away the thunder in his hand with some embarrassment.
If this guy hadn't had several people kneeling down for him, the consequences of his thunderous sword strike just now, with his current cultivation level in the True Yuan Realm, can be imagined.
It's bound to kill several people.
But he always felt that all this was a little unreal, and he was afraid that there was something fishy going on.
"Well, if you surrender to me, aren't you afraid that your sect leader will kill you?"
He was very puzzled. Although Feng Shanke, whom he met yesterday, had just entered the realm of saints, there must be some gap between him and real saints.
But he is a quasi-saint after all.
These guys, if they switch sides, they won't be afraid of being killed by the other side.
That's why I'm puzzled.
"Um...Boss Ye, you don't know that Feng Shanke died last night."
"Yes, our leader is dead. He was hacked to death by Wu Yanwang and Dongfang Qinghu together."
"Old Four, what sect leader? Speak more carefully. He is the former sect leader. Besides, for opposing Boss Ye, isn't death the right thing to do?"
Ye Tingmu was shocked.
"Feng Shan Ke is dead...really."
Yang San said: "Really, it's absolutely true."
Hiss...Ye Tingmu took a breath of cold air.
There was a throbbing look in his eyes.
He was surprised by the result.
Feng Shanke is a half-step saint even though he is from a poor family.
He was actually killed by two people who had entered the saint realm.
There is no need to think about it, it must be that this King Wu Yan used some means.
Thinking of this, he felt more and more that he could not control Wu Yanwang.
Even saints were killed by him.
Then who knows if I will be plotted against someday.
He thought for a moment and said to the twelve people, "All of you get up."
The twelve people shouted in unison.
"Thank you, Boss Ye."
Yue Mingfeng asked curiously, "Are you really planning to take them in?"
Ye Tingmu did not answer directly.
I really need manpower now.
The only people coming and going here are Lin An, Wan Jin, and Yue Mingfeng.
One of you has no cultivation, and the other has it but it's as good as nothing. The only person you can show off around you is you, Yue Mingfeng.
Moreover, he also treated Yue Mingfeng as a friend.
Sometimes when something happens, to put it bluntly, there is no one to run errands, which is indeed a bit embarrassing.
Now we are going to Kyushu and Kyoto.
Not to mention that the journey is thousands of miles.
When we arrived at Zhulu City, many things still needed to be planned.
We do need some people to get things done.
Although the twelve people in front of him were from Fengyue Tinghai Sect, they were just following orders.
It’s not like he has any grudge against me.
But his realm is indeed real, the realm of spiritual wandering.
That guy, Chao Yu is the third prince, and the guards around him are all except the old eunuch who was killed by Feng He.
Others are just true essence.
It would be nice if I could bring a bunch of guards in the Divine Wandering Realm with me.
He even thought that if he could create a team composed of people in the Divine Wandering Realm, that guy would definitely be awesome.
The Twelve Divine Travels are more than enough to defeat thousands of elite Northern Rogue cavalry.
This is not a lie.
"It's not impossible for you to follow me, but..." He paused and scanned the twelve people one by one.
The twelve people also showed a look of regret in their eyes.
His face was full of anticipation and excitement.
As long as Ye Tingmu can accept them, their future will be bright.
At least that's what they think now, and they believe it firmly.
"But what, Boss Ye, what do you say?"
"Yes, we are twelve brothers, and we can agree to any conditions."
Ye Tingmu stroked his chin and said with a half-smile, "We are going to tear down the Northern Mang Palace. Since you want to join me, you will lead the charge today. It will all be a token of your loyalty."
When the twelve people heard this, their expressions changed slightly.
Demolish the Northern Man’s Palace?
You are worthy of being called Shangyun Scholar.
Although the King of Beimang has fallen now, you have to know that he was the king of Jiuzhou, and there must be experts in his family.
Extraordinary people are few and rare to outsiders, but in the huge Beimang Palace, they are definitely common.
So they hesitated.
I was indeed a little scared.
Ye Tingmu tilted his head with a faint smile on his lips.
"Why don't you say anything? Are you afraid? If you don't dare, then get out of the way. I, Ye Tingmu, don't associate with cowards."
Upon hearing this, Yang San gritted his teeth.
"Boss Ye, no problem. Today, the twelve of my brothers will lead the charge and demolish the Northern Mang Palace."
Seeing that the leader had spoken, the others naturally had no objections and expressed their agreement.
Yang San drew the weapon from his waist.
"Brothers, let's go... and pacify the Northern Rogue Palace for Boss Ye."
"Yes, we destroyed the Beimang Palace."
When Ye Tingmu saw this scene, his eyes were filled with relief.
Yes, although he is a person who turns against his own side at the critical moment, his courage is commendable.
"Then let's go."
So, Ye Tingmu had twelve people traveling with him.
A group of fifteen people marched towards Beimang Mansion in a mighty manner.
And at this time in the Beimang Palace.
The atmosphere was depressing and gloomy.
Many women covered their faces and cried secretly.
The entire Beimang Palace.
There are white curtains hanging everywhere.
At this time, Chao Yu had woken up with the help of Wu Yanwang.
He knelt in the hall, his face full of despair and frustration.
On both sides of him stood dozens of people.
They are all thugs raised by the Northern Maniac King, and some are distant relatives with blood ties.
At this moment, they were all worshipping Situ Feng like Chao Yu.
However, there was no corpse in the large coffin in front of him.
Only one life lamp was placed inside.
Obviously, the corpse had been blasted into pieces by the White-haired Immortal.
At this time, a strong man in the Divine Wandering Realm came to Chao Yu and whispered a few words in his ear.
Chao Yu's expression also changed suddenly, and he crushed the thing in his hand.
You are so arrogant! Do you really think I, Chao Yu, am a soft persimmon?
He stood up and shouted:
"Ye Tingmu, today this prince will make sure you never return. Come, grab your weapons and follow me."
PS: [I was not feeling well yesterday, so I updated three times, and today I updated five times.]
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