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Chapter 415: The Tough Means of the Muda

"Shut up, have you turned against me?" Mo Feng said in a deep voice to stop the bandits.

When the bandits saw their boss speaking, they lowered their heads and did not dare to make any more trouble. However, they still had the feeling of injustice in their hearts. If they were allowed to farm, they would definitely rebel.

Mo Feng stopped his men and turned to Mu Qianyu's direction, saying warmly: "Master Futai, the brothers are also monks after all. If you assign some decent things, we will do our best."

"What kind of dignity?" Mu Qianyu's expression was cryptic, and he tapped the armrest with his fingers again, saying: "Organize you into a permanent armed force? Can you resist the mysterious beast and protect the people?"

When the bandits heard this, they all nodded secretly, as this was worthy of their cultivation.

Mo Feng also said: "I think all the brothers are willing."

"But I don't want to." Mu Qianyu was no longer as friendly as before, and his face turned completely cold at this moment, saying: "With the habits of bandits like you, who dares to trust you with the security of the house? Huh?"

These words were very rude, and the bandit's face was full of anger.

Even Mo Feng's face looked a little ugly, and he cupped his hands and said: "Then I dare to ask Mr. Futai, are you recruiting us to cultivate land and dig rivers?"

"The Anping Mansion will not always be without people. As for what you will do in the future, it will depend on the performance of this labor. Only those who perform well will be worthy of staying under my command." Mu Qianyu glanced at everyone present and continued:

"To put it bluntly, this is an opportunity given to you by this government. If you want to seize it, just work hard for me. If you don't want this opportunity, you can come forward. I don't mind sending him away right now.

Hit the road."

Not only was her words rude, but her expression was also more stern than ever before. She had never been afraid of anyone before.

Wu Tong, the golden leopard, was the first to stand up and said loudly: "Master Futai does not treat our brothers as human beings. In this case, whoever likes to treat this dog can be treated as such. I will not serve you anymore."

"Yes, I don't want to do anything anymore. The world is so big, who can accept this cowardice from you?" A group of bandits also said.

Then someone said, "Brothers, let's go. Let's see how a little baby can stop us."

'boom'.

A huge wave of air spread in Juyi Hall in an instant. By the time they reacted, the entire Juyi Hall had been blown away by this spiritual power, leaving only the ground beneath their feet.

They turned around and saw the little girl who had been standing behind Mu Qianyu standing up. The terrifying wave of air just now came from her hand.

The bandits looked at this girl who was only thirteen or fourteen years old and were confused for a moment. Why was Mu Qianyu surrounded by perverts?

"Boom!"

There was another loud noise, and a palace-like building from the sky fell with a crash, covering everyone inside. At the same time, the mountain below shook violently, as if it could no longer support the palace.

A huge formation formed out of thin air under the splendid palace. A big golden hand stretched out from the formation, firmly grasped Wu Tong's neck, and lifted him up.

Wu Tong stood in the formation and his whole body's strength was blocked. At this moment, he had no ability to fight back. He could only grab the big golden hand and hit and kick.

But it was obviously to no avail. Wu Tong became increasingly unable to breathe, his face turned red and purple from holding back, and his eyes were filled with panic.

The moment Mu Qianyu landed in the main hall, she appeared on the golden dragon chair on the steps of the main hall. She leaned on the armrest and supported her chin with her hands, as if watching Wu Tong in front of her.

The bandits had no fear before when they dared to be arrogant, but when faced with the inexplicable formation at their feet and the unpredictable Mu Qianyu, their hearts began to beat.

Mo Feng knew nothing about this mysterious formation and was unable to decipher it, so he had to say quickly: "Master Futai, please be merciful. Wu Tong must have been impulsive. His crime will not lead to death."

"But this person in my house is actually very narrow-minded." Mu Qianyu did not put the person down, but looked at the crowd and said, "Who else said they were coming? Huh?"

The bandits were usually full of blood, but looking at Wu Tong, who was struggling in mid-air with his eyeballs protruding, he was a little afraid to stand up for a while.

"We are not willing to kill, and we are willing to give those of you who have taken evil paths a chance to change your ways and become good, but some people just don't want to cherish it." Mu Qianyu said with a look of regret.

All the bandits looked at Wu Tong with worried expressions. It seemed that he would not die for a while, because the hand did not burst out with extremely terrifying power, but added strength little by little.

"Master Futai is kind, we will just obey your orders from now on." Mo Feng gave in again.

He could finally see that Mu Qianyu was like a big mountain that could crush anyone to death at any time. There was no benefit in bargaining with her.

Mu Qianyu smiled lightly and said, "The boss still supports me, what about you?"

Who does not become a bandit just to earn a living? Faced with the choice of death or labor, everyone's heart is infinitely inclined to the latter.

"We are willing to obey your orders," the bandit replied wearily.

Mu Qianyu looked satisfied, then looked up at Wu Tong, whose exposed skin on his wrists and ankles was already blue, and said, "It's a pity that only the third master is unwilling, so I can only send you to accompany the second master."

As he spoke, the big golden hand tightened violently and was about to twist Wu Tong's head off.

"thump."

Mo Feng immediately knelt on his knees and said: "Master Futai, please be merciful and give him another chance."

As soon as the golden light disappeared, Wu Tong fell heavily from mid-air to the ground. He was so smashed that no one dared to step forward to catch him.

"Cough cough cough cough..." Wu Tong lay on the ground and coughed violently.

Mo Feng said quickly: "San'er, do you dare to be stupid again in the future?"

Wu Tong could not speak at the moment, but once he was so close to death, he was scared and shook his head repeatedly.

"I am very pleased that the third leader has been doing good things." Mu Qianyu said with a smile.

The bandits saw that the usually arrogant Third Master had become like this, and now they no longer felt that her smile was harmless.

"This way I will give you one more day to rest, and wait for me outside the city early tomorrow morning." Mu Qianyu said, turning over his hand to collect the Fengtian Palace.

There were countless formations in the Fengtian Palace, and she randomly picked one today. It was really effective, but it was quite expensive to deal with a Spirit Master, so she needed to go back and take a rest.

"By the way, sir, you just said the second master?" Mo Feng asked: "Long Er, the second master of Heifeng Village, has disappeared for a long time. Have you seen me?"

"Didn't I tell you before?" Mu Qianyu blinked and thought for a moment, then slapped his forehead and said, "Look, I have really forgotten. He stopped me on the day I took office and died on the same day."

"..." All the bandits.


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