SFS Chapter 583
Chapter 583
"Hey, isn't this the acting head of the Emei Sect, Headmaster Zhou?"
"Your disciples are very protective of Xu Shan."
"That's right. Who has brought you to where you are today? It's because you've got Mr. Xu's support."
"Tsk tsk, what a pity. You are such a beautiful woman, why do you become a prostitute?"
"Haha."
Just after Ning He said this in public, shrill laughter broke out at the scene.
"you……"
Bei Jinyi was furious and was about to say something when a figure rushed in front of Ning He.
'Snapped. '
Before he could come to his senses, a slap landed on the side of his face.
'Plop.'
Ning He was slapped to the ground and let out a shrill scream.
'Clap. '
Several gang representatives next to him took a few steps back subconsciously in horror.
His eyes were cast towards the person who made the move!
Not only them, but everyone else at the scene also focused their attention here.
When they saw the other party's official uniform as the commander of the imperial guards, many people stood there in silence.
"Long, Deputy Commander Long, what do you mean?"
In response to Ning He's question, Long Xingchen, who had been promoted from deputy commander of the Palace Guard, stepped on his military boots and glared at the man condescendingly, "What do you mean?"
"I just wanted to give you a slap in the face and remind you to be more polite with your words."
"This is only in the Imperial Palace. I have no right to draw my sword unless it is absolutely necessary."
At this point, Long Xingchen, who had been at the palace gate with Xu Shan, helping him defeat Song Yuanqiao's second disciple, pointed at the gate and added, "Once you leave this gate, if you dare to speak ill of Master Xu again..."
"Jinyiwei, what we want is your life."
‘Gulu. ’
Hearing Long Xingchen's words, Ning He and the representatives of the various sects who had just been discussing the matter swallowed their saliva in fear.
The other party was also using this method to directly warn everyone present - although Mr. Xu was not in the capital, he still had his supporters in the capital.
"Ah……"
"Master Xu's authority seems quite significant."
"When did he become a 'taboo' in the capital?"
"Ok?"
After hearing this sudden sound, everyone turned their heads subconsciously.
The representative of Wudi City, Gong Banque, stood there with his arms folded across his chest, his face full of disdain.
Long Xingchen, who showed no mercy to the other party, sneered, "Whether it is taboo or not, I don't know."
"Put on this official uniform. Lord Xu is an imperial envoy. You are not allowed to make any irresponsible remarks."
"Take off this official uniform. I am Xu Shan's younger brother. You can't say anything."
After he finished speaking, Gong Banque said with a cold look in his eyes, "What if I insist on telling you?"
"The remaining power of Emperor Wu City cannot overwhelm the capital; Wang Xianzhi's influence cannot even reach here."
The sudden sound also made everyone subconsciously turn their heads to look.
When they saw an old man with an immortal appearance walking out carrying a wine jug, Long Xingchen and the others were the first to bow and say, "We pay our respects to Taoist Wuqing!"
"Master Wuqing, aren't your words... a bit too overbearing?"
"Isn't that the truth? Even if I beat you up, I still don't believe that Wang Xianzhi, who is imprisoned in Wudi City, would dare to break the ban and come to the capital."
Just as Taoist Wu Qing finished speaking, another loud voice came from far away.
"Even if Wang Xianzhi dares to come to the capital, I will make him lose half a century of cultivation!"
'Sizzle!'
Xu Shan’s second father, Qinglong?
"Leave that half decade to me!"
‘Wow! ’
The great worshiper of the Divine Machine, Daojun Mo?
"I will be responsible for healing you."
When Watts Shu, the most powerful "charlatan" in the Ming Dynasty, who was at the top of the Shenjishu, finished saying this, the huge scene fell silent.
All of them have the strength of ninth rank at least.
With this lineup, even if Wang Xianzhi really came, my scalp would tingle!
Not to mention his apprentice Gong Banque.
How could he still be as arrogant as before?
He was locked in a soul by several powerful masters. If he said another word, his fate would be no better than Ning He's.
'Snapped. '
Qinglong patted Gong Banque's cheek with the back of his hand and said with disdain, "The only person you can rely on is Wang Xianzhi, your father."