Chapter 147 The Richest Man in the World

The sound of the wind blew in Xiaojiu's ear, and his meditation fell first than Xiaojiu. However, as soon as he reached the air of the first cliff, Xiaojiu could no longer see his meditation. In the falling clouds, the fog was even thicker and terrible. Even if you stretched out your hands, you may not be able to see your fingers clearly. Xiaojiu Wounded by the quiet ghost fire, the indescribable pain in his chest, and the blow with all his strength just now aggravated the toxic attack. In mid-air, Xiaojiu kept scratching his hands, but there was a half of what he could do.

It kept falling down like this. Xiaojiu's body was cold, and he didn't know how long he had fallen. Finally, it was a 'bang'. A more severe cold came. Xiaojiu knew that he had fallen into a deep pool. He had experienced this feeling many times. When he was in the youth camp, he entered the deep pool to attract pythons. When he was in Jiuxuan Mountain, he fell into the deep pool of the giant crocodile to avoid the attack of poisonous scorpions. If it hadn't been for that adventure , he may not be able to find the Xuanbing beast to detoxify the hatred.

Xiaojiu held his breath and let his body fall. After sinking for a while, his body finally came to rest. Xiaojiu struggled to float up, penetrated the water, and gasped.

There was a lot of fog in front of him, but he could see the things next to him clearly. Xiaojiu looked up and couldn't see the sky, but it was very bright. Xiaojiu trembled and quickly climbed out of the deep pool, sat on the shore, and desperately used the tiger flame of his body. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his chest. Jiu opened his mouth again and spit out a stream of blood. At this time, Xiaojiu was surprised to find that his blood had turned dark.

Quietly practiced poison skills. Just now, when he was on the first cliff, Xiaojiu used his internal force regardless of his own safety. Now the toxicity of the ghost fire has spread all over his whole body. As soon as he used his internal force, the severe pain came in large quantities. Xiaojiu cried for a burst of pain, hugged his chest and lay on the ground.

The temperature of the cold pool here is very low, and Xiaojiu can't use tiger flames to dispel the coldness of her body now. She reluctantly stood up and looked around. She saw a cave on the stone wall next to her. Xiaojiu coughed and walked over crookedly.

'Roar!' As soon as I got to the door of the cave, there was a shocking noise from inside, and then a monster like a buffalo jumped out of it. There were two horns on its head and flames were constantly rising all over its body. As it kept breathing, the flame of its body crackled down.

"What the hell is this!" Xiaojiu was stunned and slowly retreated.

The monster opened its mouth and spewed out a big fire and fiercely attacked Xiaojiu.

Ao Lieao's twelve Wu Tianxing and three people were escorted to Cangyun City by Dongfang Xiaoqun. Dongfang Xiaoqun ordered the three to put them in prison. At this time, Wu Tianxing went crazy again and knocked down more than a dozen imperial city troops and once again held the bodies of hatred.

When Dongfang Xiaoqun saw it, it seemed that the hated corpse still could not be buried now. Wu Tianxing wanted to kill whoever wanted to take away the hated corpse and dared to rob it.

"That's all, it's up to him!" Dongfang Xiaoqun frowned.

In the prison of Cangyun City, Niu Mengsangang and his brothers in the camp were also escorted here before them. Except for these people and Ao Xiaoxiao, she was imprisoned in a separate cell.

Ao Lieao's twelve martial arts walked in slowly.

When he saw the corpse he hated in Wu Tianxing's hand, the brothers in the camp cried loudly as if they were crazy. Hate had always been the people they worshipped, and Yu Chongqin Zhan was a good brother who hated. At this time, how could everyone not be sad when they saw his cold body?

"Little marquis, tell us how the hate brother died?" Yu Chong shouted loudly.

Ao Lieao's twelve Wu Tianxing and three were locked in a cell, leaning close to the camp brothers.

"Little marquis, tell me quickly? And what about the little nine brothers?" Kuang Gang was also very sad and kept asking.

At this time, Ao 12 gradually calmed down and gradually woke up from grief. Hearing the questions of these brothers, he really didn't know where to start.

"Brother, where's Xiaojiu?" In the opposite cell, Ao Xiaoxiao also asked anxiously.

Ao Twelve has been silent. Can he answer? He told these good brothers, his own sister, that Xiaojiu fell off the first cliff with Jingxin. Of course, these people know what it means to fall. Isn't that death? It's not that he doesn't want to say it, but he can't say it at all. Now as long as he remembers the realm that just fell on the first line of cliff, he feels like a nightmare. He doesn't want to recall this painful memory, but everyone is still asking, how can he not answer?

holding back his tears, Ao Twelve finally cried and slowly said, "Brother Xiaojiu is also dead."

"Ah, what are you talking about?" When Niu Meng heard Ao Twelve's words, he felt like a bolt from the blue. Xiaojiu, his best brother, who had been playing since childhood, actually died.

"Tell me how Xiaojiu's brother died?" Niu Meng shook the doors in the cell like crazy. These doors were used to imprison recidivists, all of which were made of fine steel and were very strong.

Niu Meng shook hard, and suddenly there was a harsh sound in the cell.

And Ao Xiaoxiao, who heard the news, fainted.

"What are you arguing about?" The imperial army in the cell shouted loudly.

"Tell me how Xiaojiu's brother died?" Niu Meng ignored the imperial army at all. He grasped the iron door between the two cells tightly with both hands and pulled it hard. The iron door cast by fine steel made a click sound, and the two huge iron pillars were all pulled open by Niu Meng.

The imperial army sweated coldly and ran out in a panic.

The two cells had been pulled away by Niu Meng, and he immediately jumped in and grabbed Ao Twelve.

"Tell me how Xiaojiu's brother died?"

Ao Twelve cried and laughed and let Niu Meng carry it. At this time, Kuang Gang, who followed him, hurriedly stopped Niu Meng. They knew that Niu Meng would not hurt Ao Twelve, but now he could not control himself when he heard the news that Xiaojiu was dead. Niu Meng roared loudly, like a mad cow, in prison. The room is screaming.

Ao Twelve was put down and sat in the cell, with his back against the wall, laughing and crying.

From yesterday to today, there have been too many things that have happened. Dongfang Xiaoqun has lived for 30 years and is not as tired as today. Now everything has been solved. Jingxin and Xiaojiu disappeared at the same time. Although Ao Twelve and others don't say anything, Dongfang Xiaoqun knows from their faces that there should not be much chance of survival, or Neng Ao Twelve and Ao Lie will not sit on the first cliff in a daze. Now the three have also been brought back, so there will be no threat.

The meditation has been removed, and there is no need to worry about internal worries. The key lies in the Li people. Now these powerful people in Cangyun are either dead or crazy. The rest of Ao Lie Wu Tianxing is more and more embarrassed, not to mention the demeanor of the marquis, ordinary soldiers. They can't compare. It's impossible to count on them now, at least in a short time.

And the brothers in the camp have a deep grudge against themselves. Without Xiaojiu, without hatred, without Ao Twelve, it is more difficult for you to ask them to guard the Canglang Pass and block the Li army than to ascend to the sky. These people can bleed, sweat, and even sacrifice their lives for the Canang Wolf Pass, which is not for the face of his Oriental Xiaoqun. .

The strength of the Li clan, Dongfang Xiaoqun, knows that in addition to Jiaolongyan, they also have a peerless phoenix flame. Not to mention how horrible Fengyan is, that is, Jiaolongyan, which is not what they can resist. What's more, Wang Li has absorbed half of Li Canghai's internal strength now. I'm afraid it has reached the realm of summoning now. .

Thinking of these, Dongfang Xiaoqun can't sit still. Now is the weakest time of Cangyun, and of course, it is also the strongest time for the Li people. They will not let go of such an opportunity.

What should I do? For the first time, Dongfang Xiaoqun felt the crisis of the subjugation of the country.

"Report!" An imperial army walked into the hall and knelt down on the ground.

"What's the matter? Speak!" Of course, Dongfang Xiaoqun will not be in a good mood at this time.

"City lord, a team of soldiers came outside the city, and the leader indicated that he wanted to see you. He said his name was Mulin!"

"Mu Lin?" Dongfang Xiaoqun was stunned, "It seems that it's for the father and son of the Ao family."

"Please come to the city!"

"Yes, city lord!" The imperial army ran out.

Mulin, the richest man in the world, of course, will give him this face. What does the strength of a country's army need? Absolutely money!