Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 1874: The poor with no money

The female poster Guo Mengmeng heard that Huo Liuyun was about to see Huang Xiaolong, and she couldn't help but look anxious and embarrassed: "Young Emperor Liuyun, I'm afraid of this."

Huang Xiaolong took one million shots. Such a generous position, his identity is naturally not simple. Huo Liuyun is the young emperor of the Fire Thunder Purple Python Empire, and is almost one person in the Purple Python Empire, above 100 million.

No matter who it is, Guo Mengmeng cannot offend.

Moreover, with Huo Liuyun's murderous aura, if the two of them meet later, they will definitely fight. No matter who happens to them, she will be unable to bear it.

Seeing this, Huo Liuyun snorted coldly: "Guo Huhu, I will give you another chance, and I will take me there now."

Guo Huhu looked at Huo Liuyun with a cold face and finally nodded helplessly: "Okay, but I hope that Young Emperor Liuyun will wait for Miss Qianmei's face and not take action in our Empress Building."

Huo Liuyun's face darkened: "Do you still need to teach me how to do it?"

Guo Huhu smiled and said, "No, no, don't get me wrong, I mean, Miss Qianmei has never liked to see blood, so."

When Hu Qianmei mentioned that he didn't like seeing blood, Huo Liuyun's face slowed down and said, "I know this, lead the way."

Guo Mengmeng didn't dare to delay any more, and took Huo Liuyun and others to the yard where Huang Xiaolong, Hu Qianmei and others were.

This Empress Building is extremely large, with thousands of independent yards. Each yard has a special ban. Once the ban is opened, the outside world does not know what is happening in the yard. Therefore, the piano music played by Hu Qianmei did not alarm the other yards of the Empress Building.

At this time, under the ten fingers of Hu Qianmei, countless notes continued to turn into ancient birds. The sound of the ancient birds' fairy sound formed a unique musical rhythm, as if they were falling from the nine heavens, as if countless fairies were dancing, and as if thousands of spiritual treasures were hit.

Huang Xiaolong and others nodded secretly.

Hu Qianmei's demon song cannot hear any demons, but it is this that it is even more terrifying, because her demon song has washed away all its demonic energy, which can only be done after reaching the extreme realm.

"Sir, Huo Liuyun is here." At this time, Gao Changran spoke to Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong looked at him and saw that the female owner of the Empress Building was walking from a distance with a group of people. The one walking in front was an extremely handsome young man wearing a purple dragon robe.

Although I had never seen Huo Liuyun, Huang Xiaolong knew that this young man must be Huo Liuyun, the young emperor of the Purple Python Empire.

At this time, the yard restrictions were still on, covering a thin light shield.

When everyone in the Purple Python Empire came to the yard, Huo Liuyun raised his hand and punched the yard's ban light shield to pieces. This punch seemed to hit Huang Xiaolong. He was extremely murderous, smooth and determined.

Hu Qianmei's piano music stopped abruptly, her fingers stopped, her eyebrows frowned, then stood up, and walked to the center of the yard with a slender lotus step.

Huo Liuyun and the masters of the Purple Python Empire walked directly into the yard, and then Huo Liuyun walked straight towards Hu Qianmei, without looking at Huang Xiaolong from beginning to end.

In his eyes or in his heart, Huang Xiaolong is not as important as Hu Qianmei's head.

"Miss Qianmei." Huo Liuyun came to Hu Qianmei, smiled with teeth, and greeted his friends as usual: "I heard Guo Mengmeng say that Miss Qianmei is here, so I came straight over, hoping not to offend Miss Qianmei."

Huo Liuyun looked like a graceful young man, and his smile was on his face. He could not tell at all that he looked murderous on the way he came.

Hu Qianmei glanced at Huang Xiaolong and said to Huo Liuyun: "This is the Purple Python Emperor Capital. You can go wherever Emperor Liuyun wants to go. How dare Qianmei blame Liuyun for being the youngest emperor."

Huo Liuyun seemed to have not heard the meaning of Hu Qianmei's words, and laughed: "That's good, that's good. Miss Qianmei was playing the song of the ancient demon bird just now? Then continue playing, let's listen to it with Han Tao and the others."

Although Huo Liuyun was kind and humble on the surface, his every move was full of domineering and irresistible.

Hu Qianmei smiled softly and said, "But, that young master has given a million low-grade Chaos Spirit Stones, and Qianmei can't break the rules."

Following Hu Qianmei's eyes, Huo Liuyun seemed to see Huang Xiaolong.

Huo Liuyun looked up and down at Huang Xiaolong with a look of scrutiny, and said mockingly: "Boy, are you that countryman? You can take action with a million-dollar Chaos Spirit Stone. It seems that you are quite rich. However, in this world, you can't be arrogant just by having money. Sometimes you rely on some money to be arrogant, and you don't know how you die at that time."

Huang Xiaolong was calm: "You can't be arrogant if you have money. Can you be arrogant if you have poor people like you?"

Poor guy with no money?

Everyone was stunned.

Hu Qianmei suddenly burst into laughter, her beautiful eyes full of laughter.

This was the first time she heard someone say that Huo Liuyun is a poor guy with no money.

Huo Liuyun, that's the young emperor of the Fire Thunder Purple Python Empire. Who dares to say that to him in the entire World of Warcraft?

However, what Hu Qianmei is more curious about is what Huang Xiaolong relies on, and dares to ignore the Huo Liuyun and the Fire Thunder Purple Python Empire?

Hearing Hu Qianmei's laughter, Huo Liuyun reacted with a gloomy face.

At this time, Huo Hantao, the ancestor of the Fire Thunder Purple Python Empire, looked at Huang Xiaolong, shook his head and sneered: "Boy, those who don't know are fearless. Originally, before, you were enough to die, but now, not only are you going to die, but all the people around you will die, but the family behind you, your ancestors, eight generations, will die!"

Huang Xiaolong raised his hand and made an attacking gesture: "Kill him!"

Before everyone in the Fire Thunder Purple Python Empire understood the meaning of Huang Xiaolong's words, suddenly, a figure flashed and Huo Hantao, the ancestor of the Fire Thunder Purple Python Empire, exploded.

The blood of the fire man splattered the fire clouds and the ancestors of the Fire Thunder Purple Python Empire.

On the ground, there is a pool of bright red.

Looking at the bloodstains on his body, Huo Liuyun was stunned, then suddenly looked up and looked at Huang Xiaolong with the four-way behind him in shock and angrily: "You actually killed me, the ancestor of the Fire Thunder Purple Python Empire?"

Huang Xiaolong's face was indifferent: "Is there any rule that others can't kill you the ancestor of the Fire Thunder Purple Python Empire?"

Huo Liuyun's eyes shot violently, and his aura rose all over his body, and he shouted at the ancestors of other empires: "Kill them for me!"

The Huo Hantao is at the fifth level of the Emperor. Although the Four Unlike can kill him with one punch, and his strength shocked Huo Liuyun, he didn't really take it seriously. After all, the Huo Yanxi beside him is a mid-level master of the Emperor's tenth level.

Hearing the order of Huo Liuyun, Huo Liexi and more than a dozen ancestors of the Fire Thunder Purple Python Empire took action at the same time, attacking Sibuli, Gao Changran and others.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next