In a small market town near the grassland border, a tavern opens alone here...

The business in the tavern seemed to be very deserted, but there were still several Hante soldiers sitting here, drinking and eating meat in big mouthfuls. They were the vanguards of the Hantes who wandered on the grassland border all year round, responsible for evaluating news, and often went deep into the colonies to carry out burning, killing, looting and activities.

One of the team leaders said, "Damn, this Snake King has caused us a lot. We have to patrol everywhere in such a hot day."

A young man next to him said, "But if we really want to catch the King of Heavenly Snake, then we will be developed. So many cattle and sheep can still rule the land."

Seeing his excited face, the veterans around him burst into laughter. The captain even slapped his head with a palm and cursed: "Idiot, we have the fate to take some things. If it is so easy to get, why didn't the people above us come? They are all hiding now, just because they are afraid of meeting the King of Heavenly Snake.

I tell you, if you really meet it, you will pretend that you didn’t see it.”

Not to mention the young man's retort, just as the group of Huts laughed, the gate of the tavern was opened, and a mature woman with a peach-like face twisted with a pair of water snake waists slowly walked in.

The woman looked clever and smiled, with only a layer of gauze on her legs, a pair of **s looming, coupled with her plump breasts and big watery eyes, the group of Hantes were stunned, and soon afterwards, her face was lewd.

Seeing the woman sitting in a corner of the hall, several Hantes looked at each other a few times and whispered: "It seems that they are just one person."

"It's a woman from Daqi. She has a tender skin and tender flesh, but she's a little older."

"What do you know? This is the real water at this age."

The few people looked at each other a few more times. Then nodded together, and a soldier stood up and wanted to walk towards the woman. However, before he had just walked a few steps, he slammed again and the door of the tavern was opened again.

The soldier stared at him and was about to scold the man. When he saw the man in black robe and a cold-faced face, he swallowed the words he was about to shout.

In his heart, at this moment, it seemed like he was shrouded in the ice storm of the Goddess Peak: ‘The sky...snake...king...’

When several soldiers on the other side saw the man in black robe walking in, their faces suddenly changed. The expressions became tight, and their hands were all white. They grabbed the scabbard tightly and stared at the man in black robe's every move.

Instead, the young recruit just now stood up and pulled out the machete with a clang: "Are you God..."

Before he finished speaking, the team leader was the first to take action, covering the young man's mouth with one hand and dragging him backwards.

"Woooooooooooooo~~"

The team leader whispered: "Don't take us with you if you want to die!"

The other people rushed up to subdue the young man and knocked him unconscious after a few punches. At this time, the team leader looked at Zuo Zhicheng's position with a nervous look on his face, but found that the other party was sitting in a seat at the door, as if indifferent to what they did.

He roared, "Let's go. Damn, the King of Heavenly Snake is not here at all. Let's go somewhere else to search. If we go to the northeast, we will leave the grassland more than ten miles northeast, and we will not be able to find it if we want to."

He thought the hint of his words was obvious enough, so the rest could only be left to fate. Thinking of this, he swallowed. He even put the knife on the table and did not dare to move, so he took a few people to walk out of the tavern.

When they walked to Zuo Zhicheng's side, their legs almost began to become weak and their temples were covered with cold sweat.

But just before they left, a white light flashed. Eight consecutive sounds of thrusts, and eight bodies had fallen to the ground. The gate of the tavern was closed at some point.

Zuo Zhicheng piled up the corpses on the ground one by one.

The woman beside her smiled and said, "The King of Heavenly Snake is indeed as cruel as the rumor. These prairie barbarians are leaving, why bother killing them all?"

"Who knows if they will inform you, and it will be troublesome to attract more Hante people by then. It would be better to kill one person." Zuo Zhicheng took out a bottle of potion from his arms and sprinkled it at the corpses on the ground. After a while, several corpses melted into a pool of blood.

The owner of the tavern hid behind the table and looked at everything in front of him tremblingly. In his eyes, Zuo Zhicheng had become a complete devil.

But when the woman saw this scene, she laughed: "Kill people to silence their mouths, destroy corpses and traces. If you are so determined to kill, aren't you afraid of being unhappy? Will the road to martial arts be uneven?"

"If you kill a few people, you will feel uncomfortable. Then don't practice martial arts like this kind of person, go farming." Zuo Zhicheng was already sitting in front of the woman as he spoke. His eyes were staring at the woman's eyes and said word by word: "Are you not a member of the Shadow Corps?"

"Yes, but don't worry, the person who came to you was thrown into the woodshed in the backyard by me." A trace of charm appeared on the woman's face and said in a delicate voice: "I am not hostile to you, but I come to see you this time to give you a huge wealth."

Seeing the woman's condescending attitude, like the emperor rewarding her ministers, Zuo Zhicheng narrowed his eyes slightly and felt uncomfortable.

However, he did not show it, but just asked coldly: "Reward me a great wealth? Let me talk about your identity first, and then talk about what the great wealth you are talking about." In his infrared gaze, the other party's body did not have a trace of innate energy, and had never practiced martial arts at all. His physical fitness was about the level of a special forces soldier in his previous life.

The woman's lips raised slightly and looked at Zuo Zhicheng with interesting interest, as if she was watching a child who was making trouble, and smiled and said, "You may have heard of my name. I am among the four major legions of the New Land. Fenghou of the Qianlin Army. I have asked someone to invite you several times, but you refused them all."

"Fenghou?" Zuo Zhicheng immediately remembered that Liu Manwen of Qianlin Army had invited him, but he had never talked about Fenghou.

The so-called Fenghou is the most powerful enthroned Taoist priest in the Qianlin Army. She and the three other three legions are collectively called Fengyu Thunder and Lightning. Among them, Fengyu is Fenghou, and Lei is Yiyonghou, who is good at thunder and is known as the thunder and the rain is the rain master.

Only the senior executives of major forces in the New World know about this kind of thing, because for ordinary people, Taoism is still out of reach, and even fantasy. After all, there are probably not necessarily 20 people who can perform Taoism in the entire New World. Only in some key battles can they be seen fueling the fire.

The four men of Feng, Rain, Thunder and Lightning are at the highest point of their personal strength in the New World. Apart from Yi Yonghou, the other three people did not have military power or regime in their hands, but no one dared not to give them face. In their respective legions, they were even vaguely the rulers behind the legion.

This is also impossible. Maybe when we first arrived in the New World, the enthroned Taoist priests were still just super weapons for the army. However, after so many years, they have mastered super powers, how could they have been used only as weapons?
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