"Boss, what should we do now?"
Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian and said with a twinkling light in his eyes.
"what to do?"
"Take a look first!"
The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth curled up slightly, and an evil smile spread from the corner of his mouth.
This Licheng belongs to the Tianniu Clan. Originally, Mo Wentian still had some favorable impressions of the Tianniu Clan, but since the Tianniu Clan's ignorant people put forward those two conditions.
Mo Wentian's good impression of them was gone!
If the city lord of Licheng comes here this time and doesn't know what's good or bad, he won't mind killing him!
"Who dares to kill my son, get out of here!"
"Boom..."
As a cold voice sounded, a terrifying power shot out.
The next moment, the inn was shaken.
Behind Mo Wentian, the innkeeper's body couldn't help but kneel on the ground at this moment, his body trembling.
If it weren't for Mo Wentian staying behind Mo Wentian to help him block the powerful force, I'm afraid the owner of the inn would have been seriously injured under this pressure.
In front of the powerful man who has perfected the Heavenly King, the cultivation level of this innkeeper is really not enough!
"The city lord is here. Who is it that killed the city lord's son?"
"The anger in this city lord is so strong. I think the person who killed the city lord's son will probably die here today!"
"I heard that the son of the city lord was killed by a divine dragon. The dragon's body was hundreds of feet long..."
"I think whoever kills the city lord's son will definitely die!"
"There's a good show to watch!"
…
As the city lord arrived at Qingming Inn, the entire Licheng City immediately started talking about it.
Countless warriors gathered towards Qingming Inn.
"who is it?"
"Whoever killed my son, get out of here!"
The next moment, a cold and stern voice came again, and the stern eyes of the Lord of Licheng scanned the entire inn.
But after scanning the entire inn, it was found that only Mo Wentian, the innkeeper, and the little dragon, Huantian, dragon and demon were left.
The next moment, as if he remembered something, the Lord of Licheng's eyes fell on Xiaojiao.
"who are you?"
Looking at Xiaojiao, the Lord of Licheng shouted with a cold face.
This person's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Behind him, dozens of figures of late Heavenly Kings surrounded Mo Wentian and others at this moment.
After a few breaths, these people surrounded Mo Wentian and others several times before stopping.
"Grandpa Xiaojiao, I am the person you are looking for!"
"Old bastard, I killed your idiot son!"
Xiaojiao looked at this scene, grinned slightly, and said with a sneer.
"What? Did I hear it correctly? This little snake said that he killed the young city lord? How is this possible?"
"Young City Lord's cultivation is at the late stage of Heavenly King, and the four guardians of Young City Lord. Although their cultivation levels are all at the middle stage of Heavenly King, their combined strength has already reached the peak of Heavenly King. !”
"The cultivation of this little snake is only the early stage of the Heavenly King. With such cultivation, even a casual punch from me can turn him into a pulp!"
"That's right, I can beat him into a meat pie with one palm. They must not have killed the Young City Master!"
…
Hearing Xiaojiao's words, countless warriors all laughed.
Their smiles were full of sarcasm.
They didn't believe that with the help of the little dragon, they could really kill the young city lord!
"Did you kill him?"
"Did you kill my Jier?"
The Lord of Licheng City was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, the murderous intent in his eyes suddenly surged.
"That's right, I killed you, Grandpa Xiaojiao!"
"What? What's wrong with you?"
Looking at the Lord of Licheng City, Xiaojiao's face was full of coldness and arrogance, and his voice was full of disdain.
"What is the problem?"
"Kill the son of this city lord, and this city wants you to pay with your life!"
The cold voice resounded, and the murderous intent in the eyes of the Licheng City Lord was terrifying.
If looks could kill, I'm afraid Xiaojiao would have been killed no less than a thousand times by the eyes of the Lord of Licheng.
"Hahaha… "
"You want me to pay with my life! How ridiculous!"
Hearing the words of the Lord of Licheng, there was no trace of fear in Xiaojiao's eyes, but he laughed wildly.
"Little snake, I think you are looking for death!"
Looking at Xiaojiao, the murderous intent in Licheng City Lord's eyes was undisguised.
Seeing this scene, the people around them, including countless warriors, couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Too arrogant, too arrogant!
A demon beast in the early stage of the Heavenly King, in front of the strong man who has perfected the Heavenly King, even if it does not kneel down and beg for mercy, it is so arrogant!
This simply means that the city lord is not taken seriously!
"Fuck me!"
"Catch this little snake alive for me. I'm going to peel off his skin, twitch his tendons, and then bake him!"
Looking at Xiaojiao, the Lord of Licheng said with a stern face.
"Catch alive!"
"Let's go together. I ate some braised snake meat today. I looked at a small snake. If it's braised in braised meat, it should taste good!"
"I think that furry thing tastes good too. We caught it alive together!"
…
Following the order from the Lord of Licheng City, the fierce light in the eyes of the dozens of Late Heavenly Kings suddenly skyrocketed.
The next moment, those extremely strong figures were heading directly towards the little dragon to kill him.
"If you want to braise me, Grandpa Jiao, you are not qualified!"
Looking at the people who were coming to kill him, Xiaojiao's eyes suddenly turned cold.
Then the figure flashed and transformed into a hundred-foot dragon, with light shining on the dragon scales.
The vast dragon power on his body is rolling out.
"Little Jiao, be careful!"
Mo Wentian looked at this scene and said with a cold glint in his eyes.
Although Mo Wentian knew that these dozens of Heavenly Kings would not be Xiaojiao's opponents in the later stage.
But Mo Wentian still couldn't help but want to give a warning.
"Don't worry, boss!"
There was a confident smile on Xiaojiao's face.
The conversation between Mo Wentian and Xiaojiao was heard by the city lord of Licheng.
It is not difficult for the city lord of Licheng to understand that among Xiaojiao Huantian and Huantian, one person, one dragon and one demon, Mo Wentian is the leader.
"Boy, it's you!"
"Did you let that little snake kill my Jier?"
Suddenly, the Lord of Licheng looked at Mo Wentian with his eyes flashing coldly.
"Old bastard, you are right!"
"However, this emperor is not to blame. If you are to blame, you can only blame your stupid son!"
Mo Wentian curled up his lips and said with an evil smile on his face.
"It's really you!"
"Boy, I think you are looking for death!"
The Lord of Licheng looked at Mo Wentian, murderous intent suddenly surged in his eyes, and he shouted coldly and sternly.
"Old bastard, it's not me who is looking for death, it's you!"
Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice was extremely cold.