C1194 The royal butcher!
C1194 The royal butcher!
"Alright, I'm going to start cultivating. If you really want me to deal with it, then try to buy me some time."
Seeing that Mo Feng had entered his cultivation after speaking, the big fatty's mouth twitched, and then his face was filled with depression, as he could only enter his cultivation.
He followed by Mo Feng's side, and it felt even worse than Mo Feng's existence. He didn't even know what he could do for Mo Feng if he were to follow him like this, as if he had always been someone who didn't need to be helped. At the very most, he could only be a footman for Mo Feng, but now that the fatty had recovered his strength, he didn't even have the chance to be a footman anymore.
Perhaps, he really should determine his own direction.
During these eight days, the High General only visited twice, and after exchanging two casual pleasantries, he turned around and left. He did not invite the fatty to drink again, which made the fatty heave a sigh of relief.
"Master, how is your recovery going?" The fat guy opened his eyes and exhaled as he turned to look at Mo Feng. He had already completely recovered, and his cultivation had increased by quite a bit, so I estimate that it won't be long before he can break through the seventh level of Astral Soul Realm!
"Starchild's Realm."
Mo Feng said as he opened his eyes. In a few days, his strength would be completely restored, but he didn't know if it would be able to increase this time.
The fat guy nodded, his recovery speed was still very fast. Once Mo Feng completely recovered, he would not need to face those people.
"Hmm?"
But in the next moment, the fatty looked at Mo Feng who was frowning, he realized that Mo Feng's body still had the cultivation of stellar state, his eyes revealed confusion, didn't they say that he had recovered his Starchild's Realm? Why is it still just stellar state?
Immediately, he understood that Mo Feng was hiding his cultivation, the fatty looked at Mo Feng with eyes filled with resentment. Why was he hiding his cultivation, was it not to let him handle those things, so that he could have a easy time falling for himself?
"Dong Dong Dong"
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. The fat guy turned around and said snappily:
"Who is it? "Come in!"
"Creak."
"Lord Buddha."
The door opened, and High General walked in with his fists cupped in greeting. The fat man looked even more unhappy, he had only come here two days ago, and now he was here again, was he going to treat him to wine again?
"Lord Buddha, there's a banquet in the Imperial City tonight. Please attend it on time." The cupped his fists as he spoke. The fatty's eyebrows instantly furrowed and he turned to look at Mo Feng. Why did you want him to go? Going to the Imperial City would mean entering the lair of the Xuxu Empire. Could this be the Hongmen Banquet?
"Master, what should we do?" The fatty did not dare to call the shots rashly and asked Mo Feng.
"A banquet in the Imperial City?" Mo Feng frowned, this time there was suddenly a feast in the imperial city, he wanted to invite them there, the feast was probably not just for the big fatty, the big fatty would have such a great face? There were definitely many tricks involved in this, but this was also an opportunity. It would be even better if he could run into those sect disciples.
"Promise him you'll go."
He immediately used the Voice Transmission Technique to speak to the fatty. At his level, there was no need for the Voice Transmission Technique to move his lips.
"Alright."
The fat man turned to look at High General and cupped his fists:
"Please personally invite me. I will definitely attend the banquet, and I hope that Your Excellency will guide you through the era."
"Of course." The High General replied with a faint smile, his gaze landing on Mo Feng, full of astonishment. The fatty's attitude was suddenly so good, completely different from before, could it be that all of this was done by this useless brat?
It seemed that it was necessary to investigate this matter.
When the High General turned around and left, the fatty immediately closed the door and turned to look at Mo Feng. Just as he was about to speak, he saw that Mo Feng had already entered his meditative state.
When night fell, High General arrived on time and invited the fatty to participate in the banquet. When he saw that Mo Feng and the miser were going to travel together, he frowned but did not say anything.
The three of them entered the palanquin together with High General after they left. Due to the big fatty's physique problem, High General specially prepared an enlarged version of the palanquin for him. It was enough to sit on the big fatty and Mo Feng.
Regardless of whether one entered the imperial city or the small empire, one was not allowed to enter while riding a mount. At most, they would have to travel in a carriage, or even walk through the imperial city.
Arriving in front of the Royal Capital, the emperor's palanquin stopped right in front of them, as powerful figures alighted one after another.
"Yo, isn't this General Yuan Huo? Long time no see! "
Just as High General got off the palanquin, a person came to greet him. High General smiled and cupped his fists in reply, and the two of them exchanged pleasantries.
Mo Feng and the other two followed behind General Yuan Huo, their gazes all falling upon the person who greeted General Yuan Huo. The others behind them all had calm expressions, as if they were suffering from some sort of humiliation.
"Hmm? Why does that person look so familiar? " The miser's gaze fell on a man with a thick beard and frowned as he spoke.
"Hmm? "You know him?" Mo Feng's brows twitched as he asked. Seeing those people, he already felt that something was not right. He had already guessed that he might be able to verify it with the miser.
"I have some impression of him." The miser nodded his head and tried his best to recall. Star Imprint Warriors had the ability of photographic memory, but it could not remember everything in one go. Many memories would be hidden, otherwise it would be too tiring.
"I remember!" The miser's eyes suddenly lit up as he stared at the man.
"Who is it?"
"He is the royal butcher who killed over a hundred people from the Yan De Empire Royal Family!" The miser sent a sound transmission to Mo Feng.
"Three years ago, he had formed an enmity with a Duke Palace in the Yan De Empire. In order to take revenge, he hid himself in the vicinity of the Duke Palace and killed more than a hundred important members of the Duke Palace within a month. He even killed three princes and successfully escaped.
"This matter shook the Yan De Empire Royal Family. The Royal Family immediately issued a wanted order throughout the country, but they did not capture him. They also allowed him to escape and join the evil valley."
"But why is he here?"
"He's a ruthless man." The corner of Mo Feng's mouth raised a little as he heard the person who was addressed as the butcher of the imperial family. This was really ruthless, to be able to lurk around the Duke Palaces for a month and even kill three princes without being caught by the Duke Palaces, this was not bad at all.