Chapter 7 Reward 5

Mesomea looked at Jiulong from afar, with a happy smile on her face and looked at Jiulong. It was not until she could see her figure that she stretched her waist lazily. Her heavy skin was no longer disobedient and she shook her head and walked to the bed.

"Miss!" When Youlan saw Mesomea coming, she quickly retreated aside and said weakly. Looking at Mesomea's pure face, her fear in her heart decreased a little.

"What's your name?" Mesmia's reaction to Youlan was not surprised and asked casually.

"The maidservant's name is 'Youlan'." Youlan said shyly.

When "Youlan" Mesomea was stunned for a moment and muttered, "What a strange name, as strange as 'Kowloon'!"

"It's the name given to the slave by Lockusus, the god of war!" Youlan's eyes showed a sweet smile. For Jiulong, she will only serve conscientiously now. Even if Jiulong put forward such harsh requirements, Youlan is willing to satisfy Jiulong.

"Oh!" Mesomea opened her mouth and seemed to be jealous of Jiulong's name for Youlan. A trace of imperceptible sourness flashed in her eyes. She stretched out lazily, ploped down on ** and fell asleep.

Youlan looked at Mesomea's sweet sleepy eyes, her beautiful face, and a trace of sweetness flashed from time to time. She prayed silently in her heart: "Noble Miss Mesomea, only you can deserve the fighting god of War Jiulong..."

Kowloon followed several warriors and let the warriors walk in front of him, but he remained calm and walked quietly without saying a word.

"Kid, if you dare to hit my brother, don't you want to live? Don't think that you don't have any scruples about becoming a fighting god of war. Allen Manor is not your wild place!" The leading samurai was a black guy with a fleshy face like a big fat pig. He thought that Jiulong would take the initiative to provoke trouble, but after waiting for a long time, he did not wait for Jiulong to have an attack and would not say it kindly, trying to provoke Jiulong.

Jiulong was silent. He turned a blind eye to the fat pig-like black fat man, and every word he said was in his ear.

"You are crazy, and you look down on your uncle!" The black fat man provoked again. According to his brother's report, this boy was definitely a hard stubble, but now he didn't say a word and turned a deaf ear to his provocation.

"Well, the poor bastard seems to be scared by your black grandfather's majestic face, and he doesn't even dare to fart!" The black fat man shouted wildly, moving his thick thighs and looked proud, causing several warriors behind him to laugh unscrupulously.

"Hmm!" Jiulong snorted coldly. He had the intention to take action against these annoying flies and beat them all, but he thought about it. It was a temptation to beat a warrior, and beating a group of people was not a temptation, but a provocation to Allen Manor.

As Jiulong walked, he muttered silently in his heart: "A few stupid fools, you all wait for me and save your lives for the time being. I want you self-righteous guys to crawl at my feet and lick. My boots!"

"Alas, the humble slave dares to be cold to me. Don't you want to live!" When the black fat man heard Jiulong's cold hum, he suddenly burst out, tore Jiulong's leather armor, glared, his broad lips trembled, and his tone was gloomy and terrible, which made people shudder!

Jiulong slowly raised his head, and his sharp eyes flashed away. Suddenly, a golden light shot at the black fat man, with a gloomy face, and said slowly, "Oiently lead me the way. Don't act rashly, otherwise, you will bear the consequences!"

"Yes!" The black fat man, like a puppet, nodded mechanically, seemed to be cursed, and obediently made way for Kowloon.

Kowloon stepped forward, regardless of the stunned look of other warriors, and walked straight forward, but muttered in his heart, "The powerful spiritual power has such a wonderful use. It seems that it will devour the spiritual power of the magician more in the future." In fact, Kowloon knows that this use of spiritual power is really an extremely mysterious among magicians. Existence, "spirit magician", spiritual magician is also known as a white magician or life magician by people on the mainland, which is a means of manipulating people's spirit!

"It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, but the villain only revenge overnight!" As Jiulong walked, he secretly thought to himself, "Your death time has come..."

"Big boss, what's wrong with you!" When the warriors saw that their boss black fat man suddenly seemed to have been cursed and mechanically carried out Jiulong's order, they were stunned and didn't know what to do. Damn it. How could such a thing happen in broad daylight?

"Shut up! Be careful that I kill all of you bastards!" The golden light in the eyes of the black fat man suddenly flashed and shouted fiercely, which scared several younger brothers quietly. He quickly followed the black fat man and dared not show his atmosphere. The black fat man was famously violent to his subordinates.

Allen Manor is extremely large, with rockery gardens everywhere, passing through buildings, and Kowloon, led by the black fat man, finally arrived at their destination: the laborious reception room.

The reception room is a majestic hall. The majestic hall is stacked layer by layer and built into a fence around the white jade. At a glance, Kowloon is shocked. This is like the general construction mode of the Forbidden City on earth, and it is more magnificent and luxurious than the Forbidden City.

In front of the hall is a huge square. There are rows of warriors in the square, which are strict and solemn. When Jiulong walks in the square, he feels that he is a subject of the emperor. The emperor sits high on the throne, looks down and looks down at himself. What he has done, he can't escape a pair of dragon eyes of the emperor.

He slowly climbed the white jade steps and finally came to the gate of the hall. At this time, the black fat man behind Jiulong suddenly had a cold war, and his confused eyes suddenly woke up. Looking around, an angry look appeared in his eyes and staring at Jiulong's back.

Suddenly, Jiulong sounded in the black fat man's mind, and his voice was extremely harsh, which crazily stimulated the black fat man: "Black fat man, if you have the guts, just touch your little master's finger!"

Ah——

The black fat man suddenly looked up to the sky and howled, and his voice was extremely loud. With a loud sound, he pulled out the two-handed sword on the back, and the hot fire attribute suddenly exploded, splitting down and directly to Jiulong's neck.

Dare!

Seeing this, Jiulong had been prepared for a long time, and his footsteps shook, dodging the fatal blow of the black fat man like a ghost. At the same time, he shouted loudly, the golden true air agitated, and the roar was extremely huge, and the shaking real hall began to shake.

hong——

With the roar of Jiulong, the black fat man's two-handed sword also hit the ground, and there was a loud noise, which shocked the hall. The exquisite white jade ground suddenly flew at the end of the stone, and large stones splashed, and the ping-pong sounded.

A golden light flashed in Jiulong's eyes, and his sharp eyes were like a bloodthirsty wolf king. He shouted harshly, "How dare you murder me. Come on!"

With a stabbing, Jiulong burst out, the golden light surged, punched out, the wind galloped, turned his fist into claws, only grabbed the black fat man and went away, with a faint smile on his face, which was a cruel smile.

"Brothers, kill this lowly slave!" When the black fat man saw the strong wind coming, he was shocked and quickly called his brothers to fight together and kill the madman Jiulong in front of him.

All the warriors suddenly felt at a loss. Fighting was strictly prohibited in this hall, but suddenly, they did not react. By the time the reaction was over, the matter had expanded infinitely.

Thorn-Thorn-

All the warriors instinctively pulled out their weapons, but they did not take action and looked at Jiulong warily, but they did not see the strange arc flashing on Jiulong's face.

Suddenly, Jiulong attacked and stepped out step by step. Kui Xing moved again. He cracked the sky with one claw, and one foot was extremely fierce. Jiulong chose to attack not the black fat man, but the warrior next to the black fat man.

With a touch, a warrior was directly kicked away by Jiulong, poked out his paw, pounded the yellow dragon, and suddenly attacked. With a click, he grabbed the two-handed sword in the warrior's hand.

With a bang, the hot golden light was full of hair, brushing, wrapped with a big sword with both hands, and Kowloon's body twisted, like a spirit rat rolling stone ball, a shuttle, the giant sword suddenly cut down, with an extremely sharp golden true spirit, with a thorn, a sword cut down a warrior next to the black fat man to the ground.

The sword light waved again, and with lightning speed, it cut at another warrior again. With a click, another warrior's thigh was cut horizontally by Jiulong, and blood shot out, and the quiet space suddenly became tense.

Until this time, all the warriors reacted that Jiulong cut down two warriors at a very fast speed while the warriors were not paying attention, and there were still eight left at the scene, but now they are more vigilant, and it is not so easy to cut down, and there are many families, so Jiulong is naturally more careful.

"Black fat man, you didn't pay attention and wanted to murder me!" Kowloon's gloomy voice came, and the sound was extremely loud. As he spoke, his men were not idle, sliding their footsteps, moving into phantoms, galloping and shuttling, and the golden light was like the sun, constantly cutting at the warriors one after another.

"You are bloody!" The black fat man can't argue, and can only argue with reason. The big sword in his hand swallows the fiery light, constantly ups and downs, and constantly resists the crazy attacks of Kowloon!