Nalan Rong cried out in a low voice: "The Eighth Soul Skill: Blade Dance!"

Paren's face changed drastically,

This woman actually made a big move!

Pailun’s martial soul is a bear beast martial soul, characterized by its rough skin and thick flesh, and great strength, but it is not good at hiding.

He could only take Nalan Rong's eighth soul skill.

But he is just a soul saint, how can he withstand the strongest attack of Conra?

What's more, he doesn't even have enough reaction time at such a close distance.

Palun shouted: "The Seventh Soul...ah!!!"

The sharp blade easily cuts the soul armor on Paren's body, and the dark light and shadows flash on his body. Every flash is a "intimate contact" between the blade and the flesh.

Paren was wrapped in a ball made of black bright lines and was subjected to a cruel punishment of almost Lingchi.

Nalan Rong controlled the strength, so that the power of the soul skill could just make Paren lose his combat power, but he would not kill him.

After dozens of breaths, the duration of the Blade Dance ended, and Paren staggered to the ground.

He has become a bloody man.

"You can still breathe, carry it out." Nalan Rong said lightly.

She never moved her butt from beginning to end and sat upright next to the Duchess.

"Take him out of the Duke's Mansion!" the Duchess said angrily.

The two servants walked forward and lifted Paren's body and left.

The people below were silent.

"Haha, say I'm so confused?" The Duchess's eyes were cold.

Everyone's hearts were stuttering.

"I'm wrong, old lady!" The old man from the side tribe who was extremely proud just now knelt down and cried.

He was frightened.

His greatest reliance was defeated without resistance. He was extremely scared when he saw Siluanke's body on the ground.

"Please, spare me! Exile me!" The old man from the side clan kowtowed to the duchess, begging for forgiveness.

The Duchess shouted sternly: "Xiao Si, kill him!"

A gray-robed servant walked in outside the door, and he silently walked towards the side clan's elder.

The elder of the side clan fled to another door in fear.

The servant of gray robe raised his hand, and a cold light shone on his wrist.

He swung his sword and a flying knife accurately inserted into the back of the head of the elder of the side clan, killing him with one blow.

Dong--

The body of the old man in the next family fell to the ground.

Everyone remained silent.

The few clan elders who didn't want to be exiled just now stopped saying a word. They accepted their fate, for fear that they would open their mouths, and the duchess who was in a murderous manner said, "You don't need to exile, be with them."

Nalan Rong chuckled and said, "The Duchess is getting stronger and stronger. The Patrick family will surely create new glory. My mission has been completed, and it's time to go back and report."

The Duchess' expression soothed.

She knew that her performance was recognized by Nalan Rong.

"Winier, I'll give Miss Nalan." The Duchess said in a gentle voice.

Nalan Ronghan smiled and stood up: "No need, I can leave by myself. If you have time, you can talk to Winier about how to be a good duke."

It's the final result!

The Duchess felt relieved. In order to allow Winier to inherit the position of Duke, she mobilized many connections that the Duke had left while she was still there, and also spent a lot of favors, but the results were very little.

Because no matter how it works, it will eventually fall on the other six duke families, and the helmsman of the duke family will not make a rash decision because of so-called favors.

Whether it is in line with family interests is the only criterion.

The Duchess paid a huge price to win the support of a duke family, and the other five major families still have a vague attitude.

At this time, Winier won the support of the Wuhun Hall, which was a timely help.

...

"Teacher, why don't we share some of the money to the Tiandou Empire?" Ye Ying said slowly.

"Why?" Bibidong said dissatisfied.

This is the money Bendong earns based on his ability, so why should he share it with others?

"But if we don't pay, the Tiandou Empire will not let us sell milk tea or movies, and we can't make a single copper soul coin." Ye Ying said in a low voice.

Bibidong subconsciously retorted: "It is not necessary for us to sell even if we give money."

In her heart, she resisted paying the "protection fee" to the Tiandou Empire.

Although the Spirit Hall has always been secretive, as the Pope of the Spirit Hall, Bibidong knows very well how powerful the Spirit Hall is.

Not to mention anything else, there is no problem in beating two days.

Bibidong felt very frustrated when he was stuck in his neck by the Tiandou Empire.

"Why..." Ye Ying suddenly stopped.

Bibidong looked at him in confusion

"There is a way to solve the problem of milk tea." Ye Ying said carefully.

Bibidong's eyes lit up: "Speak quickly."

She has become accustomed to Ye Ying's "flexible mind".

"We can set up mobile stalls." Ye Ying said slowly, "Make milk tea in the Spirit Hall, and then ask the high-level soul master to push a small cart for milk tea to run around the city, and sell it wherever you run, and you can get away if there is a guard who comes to catch it."

"First of all, the Tiandou Empire can no longer stop us from selling milk tea."

The scenario is as follows:

"Hey, what are you selling?!" The guard shouted and ran towards the milk tea cart.

The soul master of the Martial Soul Palace suddenly changed his eyes. He carried the milk tea cart and jumped ten meters, jumped over three floors, and instantly got rid of the guards' pursuit.

"Come back! Come back!"

The city guards of the Tiandou Empire were all ordinary people and could not catch up with the soul masters of the Soul Hall. They could only look at the back of the Soul Hall Soul Hall Soul Hall Soul Hall Soul Hall Soul Sigh: "Why are you running? I'm not a city look. I'm in charge of public security, I want to buy a cup..."

...

"In addition, the sales scope of milk tea can also cover the entire city."

Ye Ying whispered.

Bibi Dong was very happy: "Good idea! There are no other things in our Martial Spirit Hall, but there are many soul masters! What should I do if I see snowy night can deal with us?"

"There is no choice for the movie. I suggest you just share the money with the Heaven-Dou Empire." Ye Ying replied.

Bibidong shook his head: "Leave the movie to me."

Ye Ying pursed his lips, and he suddenly felt a little worried.

"Teacher, what are you going to do?" Ye Ying asked hesitantly.

Bibi Dong straightened his chest and said confidently: "You don't have to worry about this. I want Xueye to know that the Spirit Hall is not something that can be kneaded."

She had already endured Qian Daoliu alone and didn't want to endure another one.

In her opinion, compromise is not impossible, but it is definitely not possible when the conflict just broke out.

Retreat easily will only make people think that you are weak and can be bullied, and then you will be more frugal.

The sale of weaning tea and movies was blocked today on the snowy night. If she did not respond, the next time might be to restrict the missionary of the Wuhun Hall.

That night

The masters of the Spirit Hall sneaked into the camps of guards in various cities and quietly stole the shadow stones.

In a few places, masters of the Spirit Hall were discovered by guards and had a force conflict, resulting in many guards being beaten and injured.

the next day

Xue Ye frowned and looked at the news reports coming from all over the place.

"Is this a man trying to fight with me?"
Chapter completed!