Chapter 58: The Confidence of the Treasure Demon Pavilion
Long Wenmu became happy when he heard the three words "Yu City Lord".
It turns out that the Yu family is also one of the pillars of Bao Yao Pavilion.
Shopkeeper Yuan had already given the order, and seven or eight of the dozen or so demon masters rushed at him at the same time, with fierce momentum.
Qing'er protects Qian Lingxue and Yelan, and Qingyun Castle's confidence allows her to accept everyone who comes.
Long Wenmu took action without haste.
He pointed his finger at a person who jumped in front of him. Although the person wanted to defend, Long Wenmu was so fast that he already pointed his finger at the opponent's forehead before the opponent's defensive posture was formed.
The man's eyes turned white and he fainted without even letting out a scream.
According to his cultivation level, that person was at most a mid-level little demon master, and Long Wenmu could knock him down without any effort.
For the few remaining people, Long Wenmu followed suit and gave each of them a finger.
The scene was like several people pounced on Long Wenmu, and then they all fell down when they were about to pounce.
Either bending down or looking up, it fell to pieces horizontally and vertically.
Qian Lingxue's beautiful eyes flashed with admiration. This was the first time she saw Long Wenmu take action.
The technique is clean and neat, without any sloppiness. It is all about defeating the enemy with one move. This technique is really beautiful.
If this man really joins Qingyun Castle, he might actually be able to compete on the stage in a few months.
Seeing his men falling to the ground one by one like dumplings, shopkeeper Yuan was completely uneasy.
Is this guy so strong?
He saw Long Wenmu's technique in his eyes, and an uncontrollable chill surged from the depths of his heart.
"How... how could this... get up, get up all here!" Shopkeeper Yuan backed away repeatedly.
How could it be like this when so many people were besieging him? What happened to that man?
In his opinion, Long Wenmu shouldn't be such a strong person.
I still remember how Long Wenmu dressed up and swaggered around when he first came. How could such a person be such a strong person?
But at this moment, he couldn't help but not believe it, because an incredible scene was happening right in front of his eyes.
"He...where are they from?" Master He was also retreating, feeling a little unbelievable. The hand holding the cane was trembling, and the arrogant attitude before was gone.
"I don't know about this either." Shopkeeper Yuan's brows almost watered.
If we had known that Long Wenmu had such strength, we would have thought twice before taking action.
While they were talking, seven or eight of the dozen or so demon masters had fallen at the feet of Long Wenmu and Qing'er, while the rest had already been frightened out of their wits and backed away in horror.
Long Wenmu clapped his hands, dusted his sleeves, and straightened his collar: "Ah Fei, what's up? Do you want to kick us out now?"
Shopkeeper Yuan's face was blank: "Who are you?"
"Who I am has nothing to do with you. I came today just to look for my Sirius Bow." Long Wenmu said calmly.
Shopkeeper Yuan's calves were trembling, and there was a chill in Long Wenmu's voice: "Did you know... our Bao Yaofang is also related to the Yu family. A strong dragon will not overwhelm a local snake, I don't care who you are, how can you
Don’t you dare to make trouble in Laokang City?”
Long Wenmu looked up at him and smiled lightly.
Qing'er strode up from the side and raised her palm. With a crisp "pop" sound, shopkeeper Yuan flew away to the side, with a bright red palm print reflected on his face.
Shopkeeper Yuan fell heavily to the ground, screaming strangely. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and there were several broken teeth on the ground.
Qing'er clapped her hands fiercely: "Let's see if you still dare to talk nonsense."
Shopkeeper Yuan kept wailing and covering his face with one hand: "Okay, okay, if you have the guts and ability, wait!"
"Wait? Why should we wait?" Qing'er shouted angrily, "If you ask me, I will kill you and that shameless master right now with one sword, and search the things directly from your bodies."
Shopkeeper Yuan was trembling with fear, and with the slap just now, the wind was trembling.
He could see that Long Wenmu had a good temper, but this girl had a bad temper. If she didn't say a word, she might actually kill him with a sword.
Master He also had a sallow complexion and had long been shrinking aside. Is this girl calling herself shameless?
Master He is such a master, because as a caster, his status is more noble than that of a demon master. Even those powerful people have to be polite when they see him. This girl... this girl actually said that she has no face!
None of the people in front of him took him seriously.
Long Wenmu raised his hand to stop Qing'er: "Shopkeeper Yuan, I have exhausted my good words. If you still insist on doing this, then you might as well expose them all."
It was indeed beyond Long Wenmu's expectation that things would reach this level. But the Sirius Bow had extraordinary significance to him, and he couldn't give up.
I originally acted as a threat, thinking that shopkeeper Yuan would admit his mistake obediently, but who knew that he was still stubborn.
Long Wenmu is by no means a kind person, especially to those who have their thoughts set on him.
Shopkeeper Yuan felt his face burning with pain, and he winked at one of his subordinates, who quickly understood what was happening and rushed out of the door.
Long Wenmu wasn't in a hurry, he just waited quietly.
There was such a big commotion in Baoyao Pavilion, and many people had gathered outside the door to watch the excitement, all pointing at Long Wenmu.
Most people are guessing that they have never seen anyone dare to cause trouble in Bao Yao Pavilion before, so today's incident may not be a good one. Those who dare to make trouble here may not end well.
The two sides were at war with each other. After about a moment of burning incense, the people who had rushed out came back again.
"So fast?" Shopkeeper Yuan looked excited and asked quickly, "How is it?"
The person who had just returned gasped: "Here we come, the Yu family has already led their people here."
Shopkeeper Yuan was overjoyed and glared at Long Wenmu: "Boy, if you leave the Qiankun Ring, I can save your life. If you are stubborn, I will make you suffer enough."
Long Wenmu shrugged indifferently.
Shopkeeper Yuan felt a little puzzled, why was this guy not in a hurry? He had already heard that someone from the Yu family had arrived, so why was he still so calm?
Not only him, but the three women behind him didn't panic at all. They were still talking quietly, talking and laughing, as if they were waiting to see a joke.
Shopkeeper Yuan was confused and had an inexplicable unpleasant feeling in his heart.
"Huh, you kid with a yellow mouth, you don't know how high the sky is." Master He knocked the ground hard with his crutch.
He was a great caster and had a long-standing reputation in Old Kangcheng. Even if the head of the Yu family came, he would still be polite to him. He wanted to see how long this boy could remain stubborn in front of him.
At this moment, several horses neighed outside, followed by a man's shout.
"Who dares to cause trouble in the Treasure Demon Pavilion in broad daylight? Who is wasting my time?"
The sound of rapid footsteps followed by a long roar came from outside the door.
Hearing this voice, Shopkeeper Yuan, who was originally looking gloomy, was suddenly overjoyed. Hearing the voice was like a drowning person finding a life-saving straw, and the previous timidity and trembling were swept away.
Long Wenmu had a strange expression and looked toward the door.
I saw a young man in gray clothes striding forward with his head held high, his chest straight and his steps full of wind.
Behind him were five or six soldiers, each of whom had a powerful demon master aura.
"It's the Fourth Young Master here!" Shopkeeper Yuan was overjoyed and clasped his fists in greeting.
I asked my men to go to the Yu family to ask for help, but I didn't expect someone from the Yu family to come so quickly.
Now there is help.
Although there are demon masters in Bao Yao Pavilion, their strength is far inferior to that of the Yu family. The Yu family is the leading family in Old Kangcheng, with deep-rooted influence and strong strength. If the Yu family is dispatched, how can a few troublemakers be defeated?
Marshal Yu walked in with his head held high, his posture and courage did not disgrace the Yu family's reputation in the slightest.
"It's the fourth young master of the Yu family who is here!"
"That person is the fourth young master of the Yu family!"
There was constant noise among the crowd watching the fun.
Shopkeeper Yuan's eyes shone brightly. The fourth young master of the Yu family who came today was actually very majestic and had a high-spirited attitude.
"Why, I heard that someone was causing trouble in Bao Yao Pavilion?" Marshal Yu looked around with contempt in everyone's eyes.
"Fourth Young Master came at the right time. Today there were thieves who caused trouble in my Bao Yao Pavilion and injured one of my subordinates. I hope Fourth Young Master will uphold justice for me." Shopkeeper Yuan sneered secretly and pointed in a certain direction.
Marshal Yu's eyes wandered around and finally landed on Long Wenmu.
Time seems to have frozen.
The corners of Marshal Yu's eyes slowly drooped, his chest was not as straight, and his back was a little hunched. It was like the pretentious big-tailed wolf had been beaten back to its original shape.
"Fourth Young Master, this is the person who is causing trouble!" Shopkeeper Yuan pointed at Long Wenmu and said, with a majestic appearance, "This person stole the things from my Treasure Demon Pavilion, falsely accused us of taking his things, and even hurt me.
People who even threatened not to take the Yu family seriously, the Fourth Young Master must make the decision for us!"
Marshal Yu's smile gradually became stiff, the corners of his mouth twitched, his head lowered lower and lower, and the corners of his mouth became more and more bitter. There was a gurgling sound in his throat as he swallowed saliva.
Isn't it said that the lucky turtle is an auspicious beast? Isn't it easy for me to save someone for a rare occasion? I just want to show off, can't I do it?
I did a lot of evil in my last life, and not even good luck can save me.
"Fourth Young Master, these thieves are causing trouble to my old Kangcheng. They are arrogant and disobey the law. Fourth Young Master, you must not let them go!" Shopkeeper Yuan was still screaming strangely.
Marshal Yu swallowed softly. On the way here, he was still thinking about who was causing trouble, but after much thought, he never thought it was this person.
The world is so big. I went out by myself and forgot to burn incense sticks for the old god. Who would I meet?
"Uh, um..." Marshal Yu was coughing dryly, his face a little unnatural.
"Fourth Young Master, this man is very powerful. Fourth Young Master must be careful when handling him, and don't let him escape. For those who do not obey the law, Fourth Young Master must look good to him when he acts on behalf of the Yu family." Yuan
The shopkeeper is still shouting.
Marshal Yu wanted to kill that noisy old bastard, and he felt bitter in his heart. If you don't obey the law, you won't obey it. Why are you making such a fuss? You didn't see him wipe out Liu Yuan with a knife.
Marshal Yu wanted to cry, but he couldn't do it because of his dignity.
Long Wenmu clicked his tongue and waved to Marshal Yu.
Marshal Yu walked past in small steps like a daughter who had just left the palace, and asked in a low voice: "What...what are you doing?"
Long Wenmu raised his eyebrows, half-looking at the ceiling, and when Marshal Yu came close to him, he used the cover of Marshal Yu's body to step on his instep.
Dashuai Yu's mouth immediately opened into a circle, his face turned the color of pig liver, but he was holding back his screams.
"Long Manzi...your uncle!" He cursed in a voice that only two people could hear. He wanted to cover his feet, but his feet were stepped on by Long Wenmu again.
"I asked you to uphold justice, not to be in a daze. Don't keep silent. Do you think you are a coward?" Long Wenmu also lowered his voice to the point where only two people could hear him. He said with a grin.
"That...Fourth Young Master?" Shopkeeper Yuan didn't hear the conversation between the two, but he just felt that Marshal Yu's reaction was a bit strange.
Marshal Yu quickly turned around with a smile.
"Fourth Young Master, you must uphold justice for us today. This person has slandered the reputation of my Treasure Demon Pavilion and coveted the treasures of my Treasure Demon Pavilion. This thief is unforgiving and I hope Fourth Young Master will punish him severely!"
Marshal Yu cursed him a hundred and eighty thousand times in his heart, wishing he could tear this old guy apart.
Long Wenmu rubbed against Marshal Yu's feet and whispered, "Don't be so depressed, talk."
Marshal Yu's face turned red, he cleared his throat and looked at everyone.
"Ahem, um..." He took a deep breath and mustered up his courage, "Everything will be happy with your family!"
There was silence in Baoyao Pavilion, and everyone was dumbfounded, including shopkeeper Yuan.
Marshal Yu was shaking all over, it was painful. Long Wenmu was still grinding on the instep of his feet.
"My old Kangcheng, harmony is the most precious thing. As the ancients said, harmony brings wealth..."
The three women couldn't help but laugh, their shoulders trembled, they were holding it in so hard.
"Fourth...Fourth Young Master...what you are saying is..." Shopkeeper Yuan was a little confused.
"Shut up!" Marshal Yu howled sharply.
Shopkeeper Yuan shrank back in fright.
"I have already said that peace is the most important thing in all things. We fight and argue all day long. What a reckless man does, what a shame..."
Long Wenmu raised his feet a little, and Marshal Yu quickly pulled his feet out, baring his teeth and retreating to the side.
Shopkeeper Yuan was dumbfounded for a long time, and he still didn't understand.
Marshal Yu was sweating on his forehead and limping, feeling that his toes were almost broken by Long Wenmu. He grinned hoarsely: "Your uncle..."
"Ah? Me?" Shopkeeper Yuan pointed at himself.
"I'm not talking about you... I'm talking about that... that..." Marshal Yu shook his feet without leaving a trace, and his fierce eyes moved from Long Wenmu to Shopkeeper Yuan, and his anger shifted, "What's the matter with you? Just say it! Why are you hesitating like a woman!"
Shopkeeper Yuan was very puzzled. Didn’t he just say that?
Qing'er stood with her hands on her hips: "What's wrong with women? Do you look down on women?"
Marshal Yu just stood up and immediately shrank his head again: "No...nothing."
Long Wenmu was dumbfounded. This guy was not very good at other things, but he was quick to shrink his head.
It's true that he refined a turtle, maybe it's not a coincidence, there is God's will in the dark.
He smiled and shook his head: "Okay, let me tell you."