Chapter 481: Strange people from outside the domain (Part 2)
Lu Feng laughed loudly when he heard this, waved his sleeves and said calmly: "Oh? Complaint Li Hu to me? Well, it's interesting. I'm afraid Mr. Roland doesn't know yet. Li Hu is my junior brother, right? You accused him of me, wouldn't it be useless to have that thought? He is disrespectful to you, and it's not his fault. My Ming Dynasty is starting a war with the Yuan and Meng remnants in the north. You, a foreigner, rashly approached Juyongguan, are suspected of being a meticulous. General Li Hu did not kill you on the spot, and he was already very merciful."
Roland's face turned a little pale and was very bad. A servant just came to bring a cup of tea. Roland picked up the hot tea cup, leaned close to his face, and used the water vapor to block his pale face. After a while, he said aggrievedly: "I am a noble and free minstrel. This time I came to you East to learn your poetry and verses, and to learn your extensive culture. But it is not appropriate for you to treat kind guests from afar without hesitation."
When Lu Feng heard Zhao Yue'er walking away behind the screen, he immediately changed his face. The boundless and vast energy of energy that was like a rising tide of the sea was released from him. Suddenly, the entire space in the lobby was twisted, and a strange "buzzing" sound could be heard. Lu Feng sat upright in the middle, and within three meters of his body, it had turned into a dark cave, with an extremely powerful air flow surging inside. In the dark space, only Lu Feng emitted a faint light, looking like a god.
Roland's face changed bitterly, as if there were tens of thousands of pounds of huge rocks in his heart, how could he speak? He had never heard of such wonderful skills in the Western continent in the past. Although he had also seen some strange people, compared with Lu Feng's skills like the arrival of demons, those so-called strange people were like a group of beggars.
But he heard Lu Feng say coldly: "If you are a real guest and admire my Central Plains culture, it is naturally a treat with good wine and meat. If you have no money, I will have little savings to support you tens of thousands of taels of silver, allowing you to travel around the world and visit famous scholars and scholars, but it is not difficult. But if you have ulterior motives, hehe, I don't have anything else in my Jinyiwei, and those tortures and various tricks can allow you to fully appreciate the cultural heritage of my great power in the Celestial Empire."
With a slight sound of 'da', the teacup in Roland's hand was frozen into ice cubes, and suddenly turned into countless ice crystals and exploded. Roland's face seemed to have seen a ghost, and he stared at Lu Feng blankly, unable to speak for a long time. Then he heard Lu Feng say in a low voice: "Although the kitten is extremely intelligent, he is always a little too straightforward and will not turn a few more turns when encountering things. But can you deceive me? You are alone and traveling tens of thousands of miles to the Central Plains, how can ordinary people do it?"
"Don't talk about the bandits and robbers in that way, maybe you really have no money and they won't harm you. But the storms and beasts along the way are enough to keep the caravans under ten people alive. How did you, a weak young man, come here safely? Could you beat the wolf pack? If you really win the wolf pack, how could you act so powerless? If you are really the so-called minstrel who is popular among the Western people, but you don't join the caravan and come all the way east? Wouldn't it be much safer and faster?"
After sighing, two blue lights flashed in Lu Feng's eyes, he looked at Roland coldly, and said in a deep voice: "Tell me, what is your origin? If you confess honestly, I, Lu Feng, don't care about myself, and you can leave safely. Or you want to travel in the Central Plains, or you can... But if you insist on cheating me, I, then I will use the Soul Search Method to forcefully read all the news from your sea of ​​consciousness. However, the severe pain is something that ordinary people cannot withstand, so you must not regret it."
Roland sat there, his expression changed rapidly. He looked at the two blue lights in Lu Feng's eyes that were like substances, and thought to himself: "Is this still a human?" He gritted his teeth tightly. Roland was silent for a long time, and finally stood up and bowed to Lu Feng's long body: "Then, I'm sorry for causing you trouble... My name is Roland, and my real name is Roland. But I am not a minstrel, my real identity is a dark chanter under the Dark Council of the Western Continent."
A black gas slowly emerged from Roland's hand and turned into a harp. He gently tweaked the strings, and a sharp blade-like black light flew out from the harp, splitting a harp chair beside him in half. The black light obviously had great power. The harp chair was made of sandalwood, extremely hard, but silently split. Roland smiled faintly: "The reason why you can't see that I have power is because my power is not my own. Our power is borrowed from the gods by spells and prayers."
Lu Feng stared at Roland and asked coldly, "God? Can you understand God?" He suddenly remembered the strange men in black that the kitten said last time, and those men in black who had refined Chi Menger's corpse into zombie-like monsters. He also remembered the wizards in black whom he had captured and those men in black who met when Bai Xiaoyi and the others first went down the mountain. In this way, these people are all people from the so-called dark forces in the West.
Roland nodded, stood up straight, and said frankly: "Yes, we can borrow power from the gods... Of course, after comparing today, we will know how fragile our abilities are and how unremarkable it is. You have the power of God as terrifying as Gods. Compared to our humble people who use the power of gods, they are much stronger." Roland sighed: "No wonder, no wonder all those people we sent to the Central Plains disappeared without a trace. I believe they have been killed by a powerful person like you."
Squinted his eyes, Lu Feng restrained his energy, looked at Roland with a smile, and asked in a low voice: "Then, what do you want to do when you come here?"
Roland sorted out the tattered leather armor on his body, sat upright on the Grand Master's chair, with a calm expression on his face as if he had seen the world. He said in a low voice: "Oh, before, we wanted to conquer the entire Central Plains. Because you have many people, a large number of people, these people can be used to develop our undead legion and fight against the power of light... But later we found that this was unrealistic, and we are not your opponents at all. So, Roland, the youngest and most intelligent genius in the entire council, was sent out."
He looked at Lu Feng deeply, and Roland bowed to Lu Feng like the way people in the Central Plains salutes: "I, Roland came to the East this time to find someone as powerful as you. A powerful existence like you must also have its own power organization. I want to find the leader of the most powerful organization, and we are willing to form an alliance with them." Roland thought for a while and said frankly: "We are planning for the future. If we fail in the West and are not opponents of those Light Christians, then at least we can still rely on the power of our allies to retain a vitality."
He gently stroked the beard that had just grown on his chin. Lu Feng laughed, and his eyes were filled with divine light, and he was obviously already thinking. However, he heard Roland say: "But we don't know who the most powerful force in the East is, so I, a dark chanter, transformed into a minstrel, and prepared to travel the entire land of the East to find the most powerful force in yours. I believe they are also willing to form an alliance with us, because we are also a very powerful organization and our strength is very strong."
Shrugging his shoulders, Roland looked very aggrieved: "But you, General Li Hu, are a person who does not understand what the meaning of a minstrel is. I am the most popular person in any Western country, any lord's land, any noble family, and even the boudoir of most noble ladies. But he humiliated me, which was simply too rude... But this is also my luck, because I met you, a powerful person like you. According to my estimate, perhaps only our president can have the same strength as you, right?"
Lu Feng was secretly funny. You Western barbarians, how could you know how strong your strength is? Then the president of the Dark Council, who is as strong as the Nascent Soul stage, is the one who has searched on the Western continent with the sky eyes, and there is no outstanding person. If Roland knew how strong he was, he would not be scared to death?
After coughing, Lu Feng slowly picked up the teacup, took a sip of fragrant tea, and shouted in a deep voice: "Xu Qing, serve tea... give the best good tea." He put down the teacup in his hand again. Lu Feng looked at Roland and laughed in a low voice: "You should thank Li Hu for your torture, because if he hadn't sent you here, you would have missed the person you were looking for." Lu Feng stood up and released an extremely powerful aura on his body, saying proudly: "You don't have to search everywhere. The most powerful portal in the Central Plains cultivation world is my Lu Feng's power."
Lu Feng restrained his true energy and turned his voice into an iron wire and stabbed it into Roland's ears: "I, Lu Feng, have tens of thousands of powerful monks, and each of them uses very strong strength and extremely powerful strength... Other sects in the Central Plains may be more famous than my power, but they are definitely not as powerful as me... If possible, I would be happy to form an alliance with you. Of course, you need to show a little sincerity to make me believe that you have the qualification to form an alliance with me."
Roland was dizzy by Lu Feng's voice transmission, and almost fell to the ground. He looked at Lu Feng with a little surprise and thought to himself: "It's not that coincidental? Could it be that I just came to the East and could meet the leader of the most powerful force? But, if this person is not the leader of the most powerful force, how could he have such strong power? If he is not the strongest, but someone is stronger than him, wouldn't it seem that our Dark Council is too weak?"
Thinking of this, even though Roland was extremely smart and smart, he subconsciously believed Lu Feng's words. A person who can have such terrifying power should be the strongest and the leader of the strongest power. He "forced" himself to believe this idea! At that moment, Roland stood up, bowed to Lu Feng gracefully, and said gently: "If this is the case, can I let me follow the adults and see your strength?"
Although he had believed Lu Feng's words, Roland had to be responsible for the organization behind him, and he had to carefully verify whether Lu Feng's words were true. Therefore, he made his own request calmly, that is, to follow Lu Feng's side and see how strong Lu Feng's specific power was through Lu Feng's daily behavior. However, he suddenly thought that such a statement was too utilitarian, so he hurriedly said: "At the same time, I am also very interested in the culture of the Central Plains, so this is also convenient for me to learn your culture in the Central Plains."
Looking at Roland, Lu Feng laughed loudly: "It's okay, if you want to follow me, just follow me, but I must tell you that if you dare to leak even my little information, you will feel even more uncomfortable than death. I can guarantee that the torture of the Jinyiwei will make you worse than death. But as long as you are obedient, you can even make a little contribution to your official, you will also get the best enjoyment in the whole world. It's no problem for a woman who is mellow wine."
After a pause, Lu Feng glanced at Roland deeply, nodded and said, "If you want to form an alliance with me, please show your strength. If you have enough power to make me respect it, then what's wrong with forming an alliance... But if your strength is not as strong as my official thought, then you don't have to go back to the West, just treat the land of the East as your burial place."
Roland pondered for a while, nodded slowly, and agreed to Lu Feng's statement. Lu Feng was secretly happy: "Miuya, another group of dead ghosts are coming to the door. Humph, as long as the alliance is established, you will come to the east and work hard for me. It just so happens that you can weaken your power on the Western continent and let Xiao Yi and the others try their best to expand their Xiji Sect! Miuya, it's a good thing to kill two birds with one stone." Lu Feng smiled gently and gave Roland a kind look.
Early the next morning, before Lu Feng woke up, he heard someone playing pleasant notes in the garden outside, and sang soft and despicable sounds with the sweet and greasy sounds as if he had swallowed three pounds of sugar. Lu Feng suddenly felt Zhao Yue'er in his arms, and had goose bumps all over his body. He jumped up and put on his clothes, carefully opened the window, glanced outside for a few glances. Before Lu Feng understood what was going on, Zhao Yue'er had turned around and whispered in panic, "Fengzi, look at the talents you recruit, why don't you drive him away quickly!"
Lu Feng was also extremely curious. He got up, stood by the window with his upper body naked, looking out. He saw Roland wearing a wide silk robe, holding a harp in his hand, and chasing the maids in the garden while playing pleasant songs. He heard a gentle voice from his mouth: "Oh, dear lady, you are so beautiful, just like the crescent moon in the sky, which made me fascinated. Oh my God, why did I touch you? It made my soul fascinate!"
His songs were very beautiful and his singing was also very charming. However, those maids were all elite trained by the Jinyiwei Flower Camp, but how could they be confused by him? The female disciples of the Flower Camp were first trained by a group of female demons from the Jinxiu Mansion and taught them various ecstasy magic. Then they had to teach Shui Xiu'er the magic sound and the anonymous master the great method of the devil's confusion mind. They had seen through the affairs of men and women long ago, so how could they be deceived by Roland?
But Roland was Lu Feng's VIP guest, and these maids dared not be rude to him and did not dare to hurt him, so they could only avoid the fly that was screaming "Wowa" from afar. However, Roland claimed to be a romantic literary talent. Such a seducing noble women was a very familiar method on the Western continent, so how could he give up? So he was stroking the harp while chasing the maids, running around the garden.
Lu Feng saw it interestingly, but he didn't want to care about Roland's inexplicable behavior. But in Roland's lyrics, the lyrics of "Quiet Yaer" made Lu Feng feel a sour smell. "Damn, you haven't seen Yue'er yet, her name is included in this lyrics. If you see Yue'er's face, wouldn't you even seduce me? Is it because I, Lu Feng, are you easy to bully?"
This man was jealous, but he was even more jealous than a woman. Lu Feng's eyebrows stood up, and he opened his mouth, and a black sword light stabbed towards Roland. With a loud "when", Roland was beaten back dozens of feet by a huge force, and hit the wall behind him heavily, and fainted with a "kar".
Lu Feng shouted loudly: "Come here, who told this lunatic to come to the back garden early in the morning? Take him out for me... Zhou Chu, Lin Shi, Lu An, you three have nothing to do recently? Take this guy to the brothel and have fun, find a few more elderly and ugly women, and give him a lj! Humph, dare to provoke me here, he is impatient to live?"
Zhou Chu, Lu An, Lin Shi and others appeared with a sound, without humming, grabbed Roland and ran out. Anyway, they didn't know where Roland offended Lu Feng, but since Lu Feng ordered him to deal with him, we can only blame this guy for being unlucky. Lu Feng stood at the window and said to himself: "Boss? Humph, I'll let you try what it feels like to be lewd."
Chapter completed!