But just as he reached the stairs, a trembling figure appeared in front of Mo Wentian.
"Sir, I think you should leave this place as soon as possible!"
"If you kill the son of the city lord, I'm afraid it won't be long before the people from the city lord's mansion will surround you. By then, it will be difficult for you to leave!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, a middle-aged man said with a slightly trembling voice.
This person is none other than the owner of this inn.
Although he told Mo Wentian so, his own heart was filled with despair.
The young city lord died in front of him and in his inn. It was impossible for him to break away from the relationship now.
When the people from the City Lord's Mansion arrive, there is no doubt that his fate will be death!
He also thought about escaping from Licheng and escaping to other places.
However, his cultivation level is only at the middle stage of the Heavenly King. With this level of cultivation, no matter where he escapes, he cannot escape the clutches of the Lord of Licheng City.
"Is it difficult to leave?"
Mo Wentian was slightly dazed. When he came back to his senses, he looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and laughed.
"Boss, I think the owner of the inn still has some feelings for you!"
Huantian stretched out his furry paws, scratched his head, and said with a smile.
"Well, based on his words, boss, let's see how we can save this man!"
At this moment, Xiaojiao's proud voice came.
Behind Xiaojiao, a corpse fell to the ground. The owner of this corpse was none other than the waiter in the shop.
"help me?"
The middle-aged man smiled bitterly.
The Mo Wentian in front of him could not reach the early stage of the Heavenly King. Although the power displayed by Xiaojiao had already reached the peak of the Heavenly King.
But if the city lord comes, Xiaojiao will still not be the city lord's opponent. At that time, they can't even protect their own lives, how can they save him
"Xiaojiao, your strength has been doubted?"
Looking at the middle-aged man's face, Huantian said with a smirk on his face.
Although Huantian said so, in Huantian's heart, he had no doubt about Xiaojiao's words.
A city lord in the realm of the Little Heavenly King is really nothing in front of Little Jiao!
"Are you doubting our strength?"
Hearing this, Xiaojiao just rolled his eyes at Huantian.
The next moment, Xiao Jiao's figure flashed and landed on Mo Wentian's shoulder. Looking at the middle-aged man, Xiao Jiao said with some displeasure.
"this… "
The middle-aged man looked at Xiaojiao, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
However, in Licheng at this moment, the tallest and most luxurious city lord's mansion is in the main hall.
A middle-aged man was sitting on the main seat, with no expression on his face, but giving off an air of calm and authority.
"Something bad is going to happen!"
"Something bad is going to happen..."
Suddenly, a voice of great surprise came.
Following the sound was a trembling figure.
"Useless thing, what happened? How could you be so panicked?"
The man sitting on the main seat glanced at the figure fiercely and shouted coldly.
"Lord City Lord..."
"Something bad is going to happen, something going bad is going to happen!"
"Young City Lord, he..."
"He was... killed by someone at Qingming Inn!"
The trembling figure was kneeling on the ground, seemingly using all his strength to do so with great difficulty.
"What?"
"What did you say?"
"My Jier was beheaded?"
Hearing this, the middle-aged man sitting on the seat stood up instantly, but there was a bit of disbelief in his eyes.
His Jie'er had been out for less than a quarter of an hour, and he was beheaded
"Who, who killed my Jier..."
The next moment he came back to his senses, the middle-aged man slapped his palm directly on the table next to the host, and the table was instantly smashed into pieces.
Angry voices sounded one after another, and a terrifying and boundless power rose into the sky from the city lord's mansion.
At the same time, the expressions of all the disciples in the city lord's palace changed drastically.
"What's going on? What happened to our Lord City Lord?"
"I heard that the Young City Lord is dead and was killed in Qingming Inn!"
"It's better to die. That bastard often relied on his father to be the city lord and bullied the city. He did all kinds of evil. He should have died long ago. But he is the son of the city lord of Licheng. Who dares to do anything in Licheng? kill him?"
"My only son was beheaded, and I saw that the city lord was going crazy!"
…
At this moment, not only the City Lord's Mansion, but also the entire Licheng City was shaken.
News of the death of the city lord's son quickly spread throughout Licheng.
"Tell me, who killed Jie'er?"
The next moment, the figure of the middle-aged man flashed and disappeared directly.
When he reappeared, he was already in front of the disciple who came to report. Looking at the trembling figure in front of him, the middle-aged man shouted sharply.
"Report... Report back to the Lord of the City..."
"It's a dragon monster and a young man. They are in Qingming Inn now!"
Looking at the angry city lord, he said tremblingly.
"good!"
"very good!"
A few simple words, but they seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth, and they were extremely cold.
The next moment, the middle-aged man's eyes narrowed slightly, and a palm fell directly on the head of the disciple in front of him.
"boom… "
In the main hall, an explosion sound came.
I saw the head of the disciple who came to report exploded, red and white things shooting out, and a strong smell of blood instantly filled the air.
"Lord City Lord, let us go and avenge Junior Brother Jie!"
"That's right, Lord City Lord, when we go, we will definitely avenge Junior Brother Weijie!"
…
At this moment, in the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion, figures hurriedly stepped forward and said with confidence.
"Kill the son of this city lord, and I will go there myself!"
The middle-aged man's hands clenched into fists, and a terrifying murderous intent rose in his eyes.
At this moment, in Qingming Inn.
"Guest officer, please leave immediately!"
"Our inn is finished!"
"It's over!"
Inside the inn, the owner of the inn looked at Mo Wentian and others standing there, seemingly not wanting to leave, and spoke again.
But his face was pale and there was no trace of blood at all, and his eyes were full of confusion.
Although Xiaojiao said that he wanted to save him, he was very moved, but thinking about the cultivation of Xiaojiao and others, he did not believe that Xiaojiao and others could really save him!
"coming!"
At this moment, Mo Wentian seemed to have discovered something, and said with a cold light in his eyes.
As soon as Mo Wentian said these words, he felt a terrifying and boundless power, approaching the inn infinitely.
This terrifying power has reached the peak of the Heavenly King, and is only one step away from the perfection of the Heavenly King.
In addition, there are dozens of auras of powerful people in the later stages of Heavenly Kings.