You are already cultivating immortality, who would fight with you alone?

Chapter 179 Six Gates of Qiyang City

After saying that, Liu Yuntian found that Nalan Yumo was still standing there, and couldn't help but ask in confusion: "Is there anything else?"

Nalan Yumo frowned and said seriously, "When will you go to get your share back?"

This sentence made Liu Yuntian laugh and answer: "Collect? I won't give them any more salt or sugar. What level of them are worthy of me personally collecting their shares?"

Nalan Yumo frowned and asked, "Are you going to break the contract directly?"

However, Liu Yuntian did not care. Instead, he looked at Nalan Yumo with a playful expression: "In the past, my Northern Frontier was weak, so I had to distribute shares to win over others, but now there is no need to do so anymore." His tone was firm and confident.

Hearing this, Nalan Yumo widened his eyes and looked at Liu Yuntian in disbelief.

Liu Yuntian's move might lead to serious consequences. She couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you afraid that they will unite to attack you?"

Her voice revealed worry and uneasiness. Right now, Northern Frontier was the only chance for the Holy Land of Hundred Flowers to break out of the impasse. She didn't want Northern Frontier to be jointly attacked the next second after they had just reached an agreement on cooperation.

But Liu Yuntian just smiled slightly, as if he had already anticipated this question.

He calmly replied: "Crusade? Does it need a reason? When we are weak, there will be countless reasons to be conquered;"

“And when we are strong, even if we ride on their heads and shit on them, they will just hold their noses and say that they just put their heads there accidentally.”

These words were like a heavy hammer that hit Nalan Yumo's heart and made her fall into deep thought.

But her twisted face showed that she was obviously disgusted by his words. She rolled her eyes in disgust and turned to walk out the door.

"Before you settle in Qiyang City, don't show up in Zhongzhou, otherwise my master will be angry."

Liu Yuntian sneered when he heard this, then picked up the tea bowl and blew away the hot air, "Then go back and tell your master that I will wear the mask properly. After all, the rules... were never meant to restrict people like us."

He took a sip of tea and continued, "Just give an explanation to the people below. Anyway, they are so ignorant that they would never have thought that the people who were driven out of Zhongzhou would dare to come back so brazenly."

"It's better to say that even if they find out, they can't do anything about it. They can just make up a suitable excuse to get away with it. Anyway, they can't do anything."

Nalan Yumo stopped and stood still, looking back at Liu Yuntian in a daze. After a moment of silence, she asked, "Will you convey your original words?"

Liu Yuntian replied seriously, "Convey the original words!"

......

Zhongzhou, a dungeon somewhere in Qiyang City.

"Clap clap-"

In a dark and damp cage, a man covered in scars and blood was tied tightly to a pillar.

He hung his head, as if he had lost the breath of life.

The entire cage was filled with a nauseating smell of rust, which was the smell of blood exposed to the air.

In front of him, a man in prison guard's clothes was holding a whip and waving it wildly.

Every time the whip hit the man, a string of bright red blood would splash out.

At the back of the cell, there was a bench, on which sat a dignified man.

He held a wine jug tightly in his hand, leaning leisurely against the wall under the window.

Because his face was covered by shadow, his features could not be seen clearly, but judging from his clothes, it could be confirmed that he was the person who provoked Liu Yuntian together with Wuji that night.

The jailer panted, stopped what he was doing, wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at the man tied to the pillar, and tried to persuade him: "Brother, tell me the power behind you honestly, maybe you can save your life."

However, the man did not respond, but only let out a low laugh.

At this time, the man slowly raised his head, his eyes blurred, and said weakly: "Haha...good...good boy, I am your master's biological father! You evil creature...you don't even recognize the master?"

The man had a miserable smile on his face, which made people feel creepy.

After hearing this, the jailer spat at the man, then he turned and walked out of the cage. He came to the bench, bowed respectfully to the man sitting there, and said softly, "Sir, he still refuses to confess. If you keep beating him like this... I'm afraid he'll die."

The figure on the bench who was drinking from the wine jug paused and slowly put it down.

After wiping the corners of his mouth, he asked, "Can you tell where he is from? Could he be from Northern Xinjiang?"

The jailer frowned and thought for a while. "No, based on my experience... it seems more like they were planted by the Holy Land."

"Hehehe, that's interesting. They were the ones who decided to let me maintain order in Qiyang City."

"Use people who are suspicious...Use people who are suspicious, these old foxes really can't sit still..."

After saying that, he took a big gulp of the wine, made a "shaha" sound, and praised with a twisted face, "It has to be pure grain wine! It tastes much better than the industrial alcohol mixed by those b-raised profiteers!"

After saying that, he burped and said calmly, "Then kill him and send the body to Wuji Holy Land."

"Yes!"

The jailer answered respectfully, then turned and walked into the cage.

The next second, a large amount of blood splattered on the wall.

In the shadow reflected on the wall, the head of the man tied to the pillar fell vertically from his head.

It hit the ground, rolled twice, and finally stopped steadily in the corner.

"My lord!"

At this time, a figure wearing the same prison guard uniform walked in from outside the door and knelt on one knee in front of the bench. "There are three people outside who want to join my Six Gates."

"Send him away. Only the sons of luck can serve as constables in my Six Gates! Not just any random person can come in!"

The jailer did not move, but raised his head cautiously, "Sir, one of them meets the requirements of the Son of Fortune, and the other two must offer a peerless sword manual in exchange for a chance to join the Six Gates, regardless of position!"

"Oh? Meets the requirements?" The figure paused.

"Son of destiny... peerless sword manual..."

After thinking for a moment, he said in a deep voice, "Take these three people first, and I will decide whether to take them after I have seen them..."

After saying that, he waved his hand, indicating that the other party could leave.

But the jailer did not move. He lowered his head and said again, "I replied to the letter secretly, saying that the woman from Baihua Holy Land was very cautious and remained indifferent after reading the letter."

"cautious?"

Muttering something, he picked up the wine flask and took another sip, "Just be cautious... Let An come back."

The jailer raised his head slightly and asked doubtfully, "Are you going to try again, sir?"

The figure shook his head gently, "No need... She will eventually come to Qiyang City. Women are very cautious, but they firmly believe in dreamlike encounters!"