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Chapter 407, The Death of the Lord of the Wind King City

The rain was as rainy as a fine needle, and the needle was inserted into the bones. This was the feeling of the king himself. He let go of the queen's hand and pulled out his sword of the wind and danced wildly in the rain. A king paired with a sword of the king. Even if the rain was gentle, it was scattered with a domineering spirit. Queen Xila, who was standing at the far end, smiled brightly and sadly. The resentment of many years seemed to be completely relieved at this moment. In order to maintain the position of this man, they planned for more than ten years, and finally had a good result today. The king was flying, using the rain, the wind, and his anger, he vented, he roared wildly, letting the rain water soak in his hair.

"Queen, let's dance together." The king's hair had already scattered, and the raindrops were falling down his hair. He felt a sense of youthful vitality. His youthful face was exactly what Sheila liked the most.

"Wang." She touched this face that she had not touched for many years, and her heart could not help but tremble. Wang bent down, kissed her lips lightly, and pulled him into the turbulent drizzle. The two of them danced passionately just like when they first met, but if they were the King's Sword and Phoenix Sword in their hands, the two swords resonated for the second time. The fierce sword energy broke through the sky, and the drizzle was slowly being surrounded by this sword energy. The hesitant rain clouds became thinner and thinner.

When the dance was over, a rainbow appeared in the sky, the rain clouds dissipated and the sun came out. The entire Fengmo City was shocked, because after the deep winter and rain, it was usually continuous gloomy. If you want to have a clear sky, there is only one possibility, that is, heavy snow fell. Now, the rain has just begun and ended. Many people have seen the rainbow in late autumn for the first time. Almost everyone thinks it is auspicious. Invisibly, the morale of hundreds of thousands of troops in the Fengmo City of the entire Southern Royal Court was greatly boosted.

The city lord of Fengwang City, Rii Yili, watched the last team of soldiers set off. Their mission was very simple. They passed through the thousands of miles of Warcraft Mountains, entered the Yishuiyuan, rested in Yidi City, and waited to meet with the royal court troops. Now Fengwang City only has a few hundred guards left. The 300,000 troops have all set off. The old nobles have been working hard for many years to go to the battlefield for the interests of their respective families. Although it is a bit tragic, the morale is still good. The city lord is a member of the old nobles. After years of accumulation, he is no longer as immature as when he first came. His various treasures can fill the two large warehouses of the Wind Kingdom. The old nobles only knew that in addition to trying their best to fight for Fengwang City every year, they also had to pay 200,000 military expenses, and half of them fell into his private pocket.

The Southern Royal Court retreated step by step, and he never dared to move around because the 300,000 troops around him were not something he could command and mobilize. He was just a logistics minister, and the commander was the young talents who were rotated by the old nobles every year. Now the 300,000 people have three young talents from the top families. Each one is 100,000, and each is not affiliated with them. They only obey the orders of their own family, which is the orders of the former royal court's military and political department. Even if the king personally ordered them, they could determine them according to the situation. In other words, they could turn a blind eye to the king. The same three commanders, the three top families are the demon god army representing the Wind Demon clan. Their commander is called Mojing, the intermediate holy level strength, and the golden warrior; the sea god army representing the Wind Sea clan, and their commander is called Haitian, the primary holy level strength. The golden warrior; the wind

The Blood God Army of the royal family, their commander is Yi Xue, the intermediate holy level strength, golden warrior, in the Wind Kingdom, the three of them plus Yi Shuihan are now called the four geniuses of the Wind Clan. So far, except for the Haitian who has to follow the family to go to business, the others are comparable. Of course, as the only woman among the four, Yi Xue always becomes the focus. In addition to Yi Xue's Blood God Army, the most popular among the three armies, like their head coach, like their love rivals, they are jealous when they meet, and they are constantly conflicted. If they are defeated, they will be punished by themselves as the head coach. Of course, there are corresponding rewards when they win. Even the elites who rely on Yi Li are still making a big deal by these three troops every day. Thanks to his many years of political experience, they have maintained that there is no big mess.

"The master is back." The housekeeper came up and followed such a master. He also made a fortune. His family also became an incoming nobleman of the Feng clan. In the westernmost town of Fengwang City, their family seemed arrogant and domineering. The tax collector and mayor sent by the royal court were directly controlled by their family, and of course some mercenary groups. Of course, the dog was always respectful to the owner.

"Help me release hot water, and finally sent these Buddhas away. I want to relax well," the city lord shouted.

"Okay, master, please rest assured. I'll do it immediately and ensure you are satisfied." The butler said with a smile, looking very conscious. If he had a tail, you can see how diligent he was shaking. There is a large bathhouse in the city lord's mansion, and there is a large bed for five people in the bathhouse. Hot water is sent directly from the bamboo tube into the bathhouse. Five young girls were pushed into the bathhouse naked by the butler.

"Tell them that being able to serve the city lord is their lifelong blessing. If you serve it well, you will never enjoy the glory and wealth in the future." After the housekeeper said that, he left. Compared to these young people, he prefers mature and charming. Of course, since the master likes it, he will naturally try his best to satisfy his master's hobby.

Relatively speaking, Rei Li has a better figure, which is related to his frequent practice. If he becomes a city lord, if his strength is not good, he will definitely be conspired by many people. Although he is corrupt, it does not mean that anyone can get him done. Now his strength is also a holy level. Even if someone wants to challenge, he must consider his own strength. Of course, he has the most special hobby, and he likes the most virgin who has not been budged. So for so many years, if it weren't for the prosperous people in Fengwang City, this guy probably would have to go to other places to buy it. Fortunately, the slaves in Fengwang City are not very valuable, so virgin slaves are everywhere, so it is not to say that they are forcibly robbing women. As the butler said, many women from ordinary families also hope that their ordinary daughters (without the talent for practicing magic) can fly up to the branch and become phoenixes and become women of the city lord. Many people even have to give gifts to the butler to get such qualifications.

The city lord entered the bathroom, took off his coat, revealing his strong physique. The five girls blushed. A few of them were educated by their mothers and immediately ran over to massage him. Those who were inexperienced could only stand beside them with their hands and stared at him. Among them were even slaves, but the city lord had long been used to others throwing his arms into his arms. He was still interested in those inexperienced, so he pushed away the three girls who were in heat before they moved. To be honest, the children of poor families were really not well developed. If it weren't for his special hobby, these people would never have become the city lord's women.

"What's your name?" The city lord walked to a tall girl. She looked eighteen years old, but her figure was convex and inexperienced. She even kept her eyes closed, her face was flushed, and her body was also covered in crimson.

"They call me Shanji, master." The girl replied. The other four girls were stunned by the rustic name, and one of them burst into laughter. The city lord gave her a blank look, and she immediately knelt down and did not dare to speak. The city lord ignored her and continued to touch such a sexy beauty.

"You are so beautiful. Are you a slave? This doesn't matter. You will be my woman in the future. If you have a new name, just call the third lady of the city lord. Please pay homage to the third lady." He was full of honey and wanted to get the new third lady drunk, but obviously, his touching had already worked. With sweet words, the chewing chewed on him, and he put his hands on it, but soon he found that his back was a little cold, and this coldness was biting. He wanted to avoid it, but his head had already squeezed into the majestic breasts of Shanji and could not extricate himself. In this way, he didn't understand why he died at the hands of a female slave, when he was most excited and lost. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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