一女战三老外一女战三黑人

The dilapidated residence.

Hao Ye was diligently practicing his delicate swordsmanship, inadvertently trimming all the wild grass and assorted trees in the broken house neatly.

“Little Master Uncle’s method is really effective. I feel my sword is lighter and more under control,” Hao Ye said as he picked up a large broom and swept away the grass clippings from the ground.

Just then, a figure approached the courtyard, graceful with flowing black hair.

Hao Ye quickly performed a greeting and said, “Little Master Uncle asked me to tell you that he has gone into the city to investigate the situation. If the lady wakes up…”

“Who is Little Master Uncle, and who are you?” Li Yunzi asked.

Who are you??

The broom in Hao Ye’s hand fell heavily to the ground, and he didn’t know why he couldn’t hold it steady!

A month!!

He had been on the same team with them for a whole month!

Why hadn’t they remembered him yet!!

Tears uncontrollably slid from the corners of his eyes. Hao Ye hurriedly wiped them away, not wanting to let anyone see him in this disheveled state.

But inside, it was really hard to control this emotion, even more humble than that of an unnamed soldier.

Li Yunzi looked confused, watching this man who was inexplicably crying, thinking she had encountered a strange person, so she ignored him and walked straight to the other side of the house.

“It’s terrible, terrible, Zhu Minglang has gotten into a fight with a bunch of tough guys in the city, right in the ruined marketplace!” At this moment, Fang Niannian ran back from outside, looking like she had come back for reinforcements.

Upon hearing this, Hao Ye immediately put aside the stormy emotions inside him, grabbed his sword, and prepared to rush over.

After all, there were many on the other side, and Zhu Minglang would probably struggle to cope alone.

Just as Hao Ye was about to step out, a gust of wind suddenly rose behind him, and then he saw the delicate lady who had just passed leap into the air, her feet standing on a Silver Moon Flying Sword. She soared over Hao Ye’s head and in the blink of an eye flew toward the ruined marketplace Fang Niannian had mentioned.

Hao Ye, with his sword in hand, stepped onto the eaves and also took to the roofs, but no matter what, he could not catch up with the speed of sword flight…

For a moment, Hao Ye thought about giving up his path of cultivation.

At the ruined marketplace, Zhu Minglang finished peeling a few oranges, and the battle was coming to an end.

Mainly because none of these scattered soldiers possessed Monarch Level Strength.

Thinking they could defeat him by sheer numbers was even less likely; from start to finish, the Sword Spirit Dragon had barely lifted a claw.

There were Dragon Beasts lying all around, some with their tusks shattered, others with their bones broken. Zhu Minglang had shown restraint, otherwise, many might no longer be able to work as Dragon Trainers.

“Good, let’s take this opportunity to make it clear, starting today, I, Zhu Minglang, am the City Lord of Runyu City. If you all wish to make a living here, you’d better behave yourselves—otherwise, don’t blame me for not being polite,” Zhu Minglang announced.

The streets below were filled with wails, among which were some Divine and Mortal beings, their faces smeared with blood, bodies riddled with injuries.

How could they have imagined that so many people would fail to take down Zhu Minglang alone?

“A master is here!”

“A skilled swordswoman has come upon hearing the news, everyone don’t be discouraged, Zhu Minglang’s time is up. Let’s take him down together, if we can’t split three million, a few tens of thousands each is still good!”

Someone in the crowd, pointing at a fairy riding a sword in the skies above the city, spoke with boundless joy.

However, the smiles on these people’s faces didn’t last long before they saw streaks of strikingly gorgeous sword threads turn into a silver curtain of rain, viciously piercing down from above Runyu City’s ruined marketplace, aimed right at those who sought the bounty!

Countless Dragon Beasts, Divine and Mortal beings, and Dragon Shepherds were injured by these silver sword threads, blood spraying and wails echoing in unison.

“Wife, show some mercy, these are just Hunters scrambling for the bounty,” Zhu Minglang said in a rush.

The people who nearly lost their lives upon hearing these words were immediately overflowing with gratitude, no longer daring to linger for the bounty, fleeing with their bloodied bodies.

“Starting today, no armed forces without my authorization will be allowed to station in Runyu City. Anyone who hasn’t left by tonight will be treated as a rebel and killed without mercy!” Seeing the crowd dispersing, Zhu Minglang hastily added this statement, hoping to spread the decree through these people.

Li Yunzi landed on the eaves of a ruined building, glancing at the people strewn across the streets, brought down by Zhu Minglang alone, and asked, “What happened?”

“Nothing much, just had a disagreement with these folks.”

“That Princess from Miao Kingdom, did she offer a bounty of three million gold for you?” Li Yunzi had already heard about the three million bounty mentioned by the people.

“That’s about the size of it. These people are deluded into thinking they could capture me and take me back to be some kind of Prince Consort for Miao Kingdom. But wife, as you know, I, Zhu Minglang, am a man of unwavering loyalty. Going forward, I’ll use my strength and determination to struggle against this and convince Princess Luoshui of Miao Kingdom to give up,” Zhu Minglang stated righteously.

“I doubt she’ll give up so easily,” Li Yunzi said as she walked towards the wooden billboard and tore down the bounty offer.

In fact, Li Yunzi was already informed by her younger sister Yu Suo about the annulment that morning shortly after she woke up.

When the time comes, Li Yunzi will surely meet this Princess of Miao Kingdom!

“Hey, you standing on the ruins, what did you just say? Their wailing was so loud that I didn’t catch it clearly.” A man wearing a military helmet stood by the rickety street corner, pointing at Zhu Minglang and asked.

Zhu Minglang turned his head and sized up the man in the military helmet.

The man in the helmet continued, “What was that? Armed forces must roll out of Runyu City, or something? Please repeat it, does the Copper Knife Army of the tea-colored ground count as the armed force you mentioned? And what’s this about a City Lord of this city? This army lord, Zhu Weicai, is unaware of such a thing!”

The man claiming to be from the Copper Knife Army spoke as he approached the ruins.

His eyes swept over Zhu Minglang and then lingered on Li Yunzi for a few moments before a disdainful smirk appeared, “I advise you to just whisk away your pretty wife as fast as possible. Don’t play the gallant hero trying to reform Runyu City. Besides those weak shrimp soldiers and crab generals, there are mighties like us, the Copper Knife Army, the Pantian Dragons you can’t afford to provoke.”

“What’s this Copper Knife Army?” Li Yunzi asked.

Zhu Minglang scratched his head; he was also clueless about this force.

At that moment, Hao Ye arrived somewhat late. He glanced at the man wearing the military helmet and bearing the copper knife, a look of surprise crossing his face.

“The Copper Knife Army is one of the strong dragons around here; their strength and influence far exceed those local snakes. I’m afraid they’re one of the armed forces that, even with our threats, wouldn’t leave Runyu City,” Hao Ye, who had done some homework, said at this time.