Chapter 102: Thank you for the worry-free invitation]
() Xie Wuyou is the biggest being in White Lion City, but now he is sitting under a person. This person is about seventeen or eighteen years old. He is a handsome young man with gorgeous clothes, a jade face and red lips, with a slightly tanned complexion.
Fair-skinned and thin, he is the second prince of the royal family of the Siro Empire:
Wu Chengde.
Wu Chengde was drinking wine with squinted eyes. His eyes were hidden on the rim of the wine glass, and he glanced at Xie Wuyou and Bao Yan before putting down the glass.
Xie Wuyou's face looked slightly anxious, and he kept looking at the door. Why hasn't he come yet? He's already been in trouble for three days.
The tall, muscular man sitting opposite Xie Wuyou chuckled and said, "City Lord Xie, is that Yuwen Xiaobao really what you said? He is already a star fighter at the age of sixteen?"
"Not only the star warrior, but also the tenth level star!" Xie Wuyou saw the disdainful questioning color in Guo Yan's eyes, and felt very uncomfortable, and then said:
"General Guo, there is no need to doubt that Mr. Xie is not exaggerating in the slightest."
Xie Wuyou was very dissatisfied with Guo Yan's slightly suspicious question. Although you are a lieutenant general, it is not because you are the commander-in-chief of the Red Flame Army of the West Luo Empire. Otherwise, how could you be so powerful?
At the age of eighteen, you are the leader of a banner?
Xie Wuyou's words were harsh. How could it be that Guo Yan didn't hear the truth? Huo stood up and was about to get angry when Wu Chengde chuckled and said:
"General Guo, do you think the drinks in White Lion City are good?"
Wu Chengde was so clever. Not only did he stop Guo Yan from getting angry, but he also brought a warning, that is, this is White Lion City! The strong dragon will not overwhelm the local snake, no matter what, he must first look at the place.
Guo Yan was startled, not fully understanding the meaning of Wu Chengde's words, but looking at Wu Chengde's expression, he knew that he was trying to stop himself from being impulsive.
Guo Yan glanced at the wine on the table and was about to speak when Qiu Ming, the chief manager of the City Lord's Mansion, ran over from outside the door. He glanced at Wu Chengde who was sitting at the top in surprise, then turned to Xie Wuyou and said:
"Master Bao is here."
After saying that, he handed the letter in his hand to Xie Wuyou. Xie Wuyou had just held it in his hand before he could hold it firmly. Guo Yan grabbed it from the air, and the letter flew into Bao Yan's hand with a whoosh.
Xie Wuyou was furious, but he was also surprised! Looking at this skill, he was probably at least a fifth-level Tianhe level existence, but this kid didn't take himself as the city lord seriously, and he repeatedly
Third, embarrass yourself!
Xie Wuyou's hand slowly opened, secretly condensing Dou Yuan, and just when he was about to summon the black jade sword, Wu Chengde said another incomprehensible word:
“Wine really tastes better the more you taste it.”
Xie Wuyou was stunned for a moment, and then he understood. As the saying goes, it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge! Why fight for the length of time? Besides, although Guo Yan is not a thing, his father Bao Bing is still the chief envoy of the Red Flame Army.
He still holds an army of 500,000 yuan, and the second prince is so accommodating and doting on Guo Yan. Since he has chosen the second prince as his backer, as the saying goes, don’t look at the face of a monk or the face of a Buddha, so he has no choice but to endure this feeling in his heart.
Angry.
Xie Wuyou dispersed Dou Yuan, turned around and glared at Qiu Ming, saying: "Please come in quickly!"
Poor Qiu Ming became a punching bag.
Qiu Ming hurriedly turned around and left. Guo Yan chuckled, opened the letter, took a look, and laughed three times, saying: "Lord of Baiyun City? This kid actually calls himself the Lord of Baiyun City? Haha!"
Hasn't this Guo Yan heard about the Duan family's martial arts competition and Qiu Hunting? Isn't the second prince here just for this matter? Doesn't the second prince not believe those facts?
Xie Wuyou was about to step forward to remind Wu Chengde when suddenly a burst of laughter came from outside the house.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
This smile was closely followed by Bao Yan's. Before the sound ended, Yuwen Xiaobao had slowly appeared in front of the door, walking in very casually with his hands behind his back.
"Brother Xiaobao!" Wu Chengde shouted, quickly stepped forward and grabbed Yuwen Xiaobao's hand, laughed twice and said:
"Long time no see, I miss you so much, brother!"
"It turns out to be the second prince." Yuwen Xiaobao pulled back his hands and cupped his fists in salute, saying:
"I have nothing to do with Wu Zhengfeng. I would also like to ask the second prince not to call me little treasure brother again!"
In the memory of His Highness, Wu Chengde and Wu Teng, the second princes of the royal family, were of the same color, both good at plotting and using unscrupulous means.
When he was still His Highness, Wu Chengde tried his best to win over him, but now that Yuwen Xiaobao comes, I wonder if it was Wu Teng's plan. Maybe the two of them had planned to plot against their former self.
Therefore, Yuwen Xiaobao really did not want to interact with this second prince from the bottom of his heart.
"Who are you? You are so shameless!" Guo Yan stood up with a whoosh, tore up the letter in his hand bit by bit, and said with great ridicule:
"Lord of Baiyun City? Humph!"
Xie Wuyou's expression changed, and then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, showing off his power in front of Yuwen Xiaobao, you really have a good life.
Yuwen Xiaobao's face also changed slightly, showing extremely coldness. He stared at Guo Yan, with murderous intent suddenly appearing in his eyes:
"Who are you?"
"Hmph! I am Bao Yan, the leader of the Black Elephant Banner of the Red Flame Army of the West Luo Empire!" Bao Yan squinted at Yuwen Xiaobao with arrogance, looking like he deserved a beating.
"Oh, it turns out to be the flag owner of the Wuxiang Banner, disrespectful, disrespectful."
The corner of Yuwen Xiaobao's mouth curled up into a sneer, and his eyes were full of smiles. There was also a hint of pity in the smile, which made Guo Yan feel confused for a while.
Wu Chengde frowned, and looked away from Yuwen Xiaobao to look at Xie Wuyou, only to find that there was a cold smile on the corner of Xie Wuyou's mouth, and the look he looked at Bao Yan also had a look similar to that of Yuwen Xiaobao.
The same color of pity.
Wu Chengde's heart skipped a beat and he felt a little uneasy. He looked at Yuwen Xiaobao again. Did Yuwen Xiaobao dare to attack Bao Yan? He didn't know that Bao Yan was the only son of the commander-in-chief Bao Bing?
Immediately, Wu Chengde rejected his idea. It was too impossible! Who would dare to offend the commander-in-chief? It was Wu Chengde who kept fawning over him, not to mention his father, the emperor of the Xiluo Empire.
You have to give me three points of face.
At this time, Yuwen Xiaobao's words came out coldly:
"From today on... Oh no! From this moment on, you are no longer the leader of the Black Elephant Banner of the Red Flame Army."
After Yuwen Xiaobao finished speaking, he closed his mouth and only looked at Bao Yan lightly.
Guo Yan was startled, and his heart was frightened by Yu Wen Xiaobao's strange gaze. He couldn't help but move his body and said, "What do you mean by this?"
Idiot! What else could it mean? You're almost done.
Xie Wuyou secretly sneered at Guo Yan.
Sure enough, the sneer at the corner of Yuwen Xiaobao's mouth became more intense and he said:
"Because how can a dead man command an army?"
As soon as Yuwen Xiaobao's words came out, Guo Yan was startled, then laughed loudly and said: "You dare to kill me? Can you kill me?"
“You’ll know if you try it.”
Yuwen Xiaobao's words were still in their ears, and his figure suddenly disappeared. Everyone said they were dazzled. When they blinked and looked again, Yuwen Xiaobao was still standing there with his hands behind his back, as if he hadn't moved at all.