Raiders, loyal dog

In Mingyin City, an elderly man sat on the main seat in the middle of the lobby. He half-raised his head and looked at the serious-looking people standing on both sides. His face was so pale that it was impossible to guess his mood.

"You mean, that Little Eleven of the Xuanzu is about to arrive in Mingyin City? Well... So, he still found out about that?" The man straightened his sleeves and asked casually. , the voice still had a hint of leisure, "I don't know who swore in front of me that as long as he took action, he would never let those ignorant boys walk into Mingyin City alive."

As he spoke, he glanced vaguely at the face of a middle-aged man in a dark yellow shirt.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's face changed slightly, his back straightened, and his nerves became obviously tense. He spoke hastily, with a bit of anxiety in his voice: "City Master, that's just an exception, please Give me one more chance, I..."

"Enough." The city master waved his hand in a dissatisfied manner, obviously not wanting to hear him continue, "I don't think you don't know the current situation. I'll give you another chance? Do you really think I'll give you another chance? You can do it? Do you really think you can stop Xuan Shiyi?"

"I..." The middle-aged man was blocked by the man's repeated inquiries, and he murmured a few times, as if he wanted to say something, but the words came to his mouth, but he seemed to be worried about something and couldn't speak for a long time , lowered his head, and squeezed his fists with aggrieved expression.

The city lord glanced at the middle-aged man in yellow, then glanced at his subordinates wearing clothes of other colors on both sides, and asked with a half-smile: "Or, who among you has a way to get rid of those who have consciously wings outside the city?" Plump brats?"

Everyone looked at each other, but they were silent and did not speak.

"Fei'er, I remember that you and that little Eleven of the Xuanzu seem to be on good terms, what do you think?" After looking around the audience, the city lord suddenly asked the girl in Feiyi standing behind him. The stunning woman said, "If you have any ideas, just tell me."

Fei'er was called out suddenly, but she didn't panic, she just lowered her eyelashes and smiled brightly: "Befriend Xiao Shiyi? The city lord really thinks highly of me." A strange light passed, "Let's talk about Xiao Shiyi, don't look at the young king who seems to be easy to get along with, but in fact he is very ruthless. He is really a good son of the king! Mo Said that our friendship is only superficial on weekdays, I thought, even if we are really friendly with him at this time, at the most critical moment, he will not miss me half-heartedly."

"The embryo who was born to be a 'king'? Haha, after so many years, it's rare that a young man can get such a high evaluation from you, Fei'er," the city lord heard the words, and looked at Fei'er's face with his head half sideways. He started laughing, and looking at it, he seemed to be really happy. After a long time, he stopped laughing and asked with great interest, "So, isn't Xuan Shiyi really a person without weaknesses?"

"Weakness..." Fei'er rolled her eyes, her voice dragged on extremely long, but in the end she just said with a smile, "Who knows."

"Really?" The city lord took a deep look at Fei'er, and Fei'er still smiled alluringly like a mountain. The two looked at each other for a long time, and then Fei'er asked resentfully: "The city lord looks at you like this." What am I doing? Is there something wrong with my makeup today?"

The city lord shook his head with a broken smile, and then said meaningfully: "Even without the make-up, Fei'er is still beautiful. However, just now, I suddenly remembered a word someone said to me many years ago. Come to think of it, it feels right."

At this point, she stopped talking and Fei'er didn't ask any questions, but stood behind the city lord and smiled even more prettily.

Earlier, Fei'er made a paradoxical statement, although he didn't give any useful suggestions, but the city lord didn't seem to care at this time, he leaned back on the back of the chair, closed his eyes and remained silent for a while, then, Youyou He smiled and said: "I think, everyone should have been following my brother... Look at Xuan Shiyi's actions at this time, I don't know if you have a feeling of deja vu? Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, what do you say? It's really good."

After saying that, he didn't care about the inexplicable complex expressions of the subordinates on both sides, he just put his hands behind his back leisurely, turned around and prepared to leave.

"City Lord!" Just as the City Lord was about to leave, someone among the people who had been waiting on both sides finally couldn't help shouting, "Xuan Shiyi and the others are going to enter the city soon, what exactly are we going to do?"

"How to do it?" The city lord smiled vaguely, turned his back to the crowd and said indifferently, "Naturally, I can do what I want. I have raised them for so many years, and finally let a few kings come here together. Treat me well." Having said that, he paused for a while, and when he spoke again, his voice was slightly lowered, "Don't forget, you were once the kings of each group, and those little brats outside were all You handed it over hand in hand."

"Or, after living so many years of easy life, all the water chestnuts of those luxurious and luxurious lives have been worn away by you? Huh?"

After saying that, without stopping any longer, he swung his sleeves and strode away, leaving only a group of subordinates looking at each other in blank dismay.

When Ling Zixiu brought his men and horses to Mingyin City, it was just at sunset, and after entering the city, night fell soon.In Mingyin City, there is no such thing as "night ban". The streets are still bustling with people coming and going, just waiting for the opening of the night market.

"It's very lively." Ling Zixiu said with a cold smile as he looked at the seemingly defenseless city.

Bai Qiyu immediately stepped forward and smiled as he looked at the prosperous scene in front of him: "The city lord is the city lord after all, no matter what, the etiquette of hospitality will always be perfect on the surface."

Ling Zixiu bent his lips, got off the horse, and continued walking while leading the horse, saying: "Then why don't we speed up the pace? It's already this hour, the master should be in a hurry."

The people riding horses behind them also got off their horses closely behind Ling Zixiu, and after saying "yes" in unison, they continued to move towards the City Lord's Mansion.