Chapter 225

What Yang Yu said made the eighth Lord feel very strange. However, he didn't dare to disagree, so he told them everything.

The result was good, and the group was immediately unhappy.

"Eighth Lord, are you going too far?"

I only saw one of the martial Saint strongmen stand up directly, with a cold light in his eyes, and said very unhappily: "I can't say how strong, but I can't be humiliated!"

He was dressed in a white robe with white hair, and an old man in black sat beside him.

These masters next to them all take them as the core, with a momentum.

In fact, they are a mercenary regiment traveling on the mainland. They are called Chenguang, which is not a small reputation.

After hearing that the state of Daxia is now full of Treasuries and recruiting troops, I thought of coming here to show my skills.

But the result was good. After announcing the news, Yang Yu came and disappeared behind closed doors. He went to bed first and asked them to wait for three hours.

When did they suffer such humiliation?

You know, even if they come to the Zhou Xu dynasty or even the immortal Dynasty, they will be treated by distinguished guests.

Two martial saints and ten martial zuns, this is not a small force.

In any small country, it can be regarded as a master.

The eighth Lord's face was also quite embarrassed. He didn't expect Yang Yu to do such a thing. He had to say reluctantly, "please wait a moment. Your majesty has been working hard for a long time, so he ignored you."

"Fart his dog!"

Only one of the subordinates stood up directly and looked arrogant, "who hasn't seen our Chenguang mercenary regiment? He's never had such a bird spirit. He's just the emperor of a small country. He dares to neglect us like this. Money is great?"

Hearing this, no matter how good tempered the eighth Lord was, he couldn't help feeling a little angry.

At least this is the kingdom of Daxia. Although Yang Yu did wrong, there is no need to say so.

"Presumptuous!"

The white robed old man frowned and scolded coldly, "give yourself two slaps in the face."

"Captain!"

"Don't let me say it again."

The man had to step back obediently and slapped himself in the face.

"It's our own wish to come to Daxia this time. Your majesty is ill. Why not wait three hours?"

"Thank you for your understanding."

The eighth Lord arched his hand, while the white running old man smiled calmly, "I hope your majesty doesn't despise our low strength."

"Ha ha, definitely not."

"Cough!"

"Your Majesty has arrived!"

Everyone stood up, only to see Yang Yu walking slowly in his Kowloon Golden robe, followed by many strong people behind him.

"See your majesty, long live my emperor!"

Under the leadership of the white robed old man, everyone knelt down, and the palace was extremely crowded for a time.

Yang Yu nodded with a smile and looked at the eighth Lord. "Uncle Huang, it's hard. The Chenguang mercenary regiment is a first-class mercenary regiment in the mainland. It adheres to the principle of preferring lack to abuse. At the same time, it will never allow people in the mercenary regiment to commit crimes."

"The two martial saints are called Yin and Yang monsters. They are the head and deputy head, and they are also twin brothers. Under their command, there are 10 martial saints, 57 martial emperors, 30 martial emperors and more than 30 martial kings."

Hearing this, the white robed old man immediately frowned. Unexpectedly, Yang Yu touched their details so clearly.

"Your Majesty investigated us?"

"Of course." Yang Yu smiled calmly and sat down slowly, "get up."

"I said to rest, but I just wanted to test you. I'm very satisfied with your performance."

"Test?"

The eighth Lord looked stunned, while Zhuge Ming laughed and hurriedly said, "just now, Wei minister winked at the eighth Lord. Don't you remember?"

"Well..."

He then reacted. When he dissuaded Yang Yu from taking a rest, Zhuge Ming really helped Yang Yu speak and winked at him.

However, he didn't care at all at that time.

"I see..."

Now he suddenly realized that all this was Yang Yu's plan

Seeing that all the members of the Chenguang mercenary regiment looked bad, Yang Yu couldn't help laughing.

"Well, do you think I've gone too far?"

"You are the king of a country. No one will say anything about you. But my Chenguang mercenary regiment came to you thousands of miles away, but it's really chilling to be treated like this!"

The old man in white robe talks about it, but it makes sense.

If it's someone else, I'm afraid I'll leave directly.

In fact, he came this time to choose the Ming Lord.

All martial artists know that tianwu is going to be in chaos, and no martial artist can be alone.

Only by finding a suitable Mingjun can you save your life in the chaos.

Although the state of Daxia has not yet recovered to its peak, it is, after all, an orthodox state of heaven and martial arts. Moreover, Yang Yu has excellent talent and will be able to reproduce the style of the imperial dynasty in the future.

Of course, another point is that there are many spiritual stones and abundant materials in today's Daxia country, which is also a condition for their choice.

They still understand that it is better to be a chicken head than a phoenix tail.

The Chenguang mercenary regiment is really powerful, but it is just so in the two imperial dynasties.

Except for the Yin and Yang monsters, the others are not taken into account at all.

"Ha ha..."

Yang Yugao sat on the stage, smiled coldly, raised his hand, and took the emperor's style of looking down at the world.

That majesty can only be owned by a real emperor.

"What I want to choose is the real strong. Naturally, I should be more careful. What if you plot against the truth?"

"Spend a gentleman's belly with a villain's heart! Commander, he doesn't value us at all. Why waste time here?"

"Shut up."

The white robed old man frowned and bowed slightly, "I'm sorry, your majesty. The grass people have no way to discipline their subordinates. Please calm down, your majesty."

"No harm."

Yang Yu smiled lightly and said slowly, "I already know your intention. You're a guest from afar. Naturally, I won't treat you badly. These days, I'll stay at the cultural relics waiting house. After my assessment, you can work for me."

"Hum, I'd like to see what assessment a mere king of martial arts can have."

After all, they are mercenaries. Most of these people have a wild nature that is difficult to tame.

In addition to their leader, the only thing that can convince them is the strong.

Although Yang Yu is so divine on the mainland, most people don't pay attention to him at all. They think he's just an embroidered pillow.

After hearing what he said, he scoffed at him and thought he was just so.

Yang Yu was not angry. Instead, he smiled calmly and looked at the man. "Don't worry, you will naturally know my assessment and promise not to disappoint you."

The Chenguang mercenary regiment is really good. Most of the mercenaries in it are excellent people with excellent talents.

However, it is for this reason that many of them are arrogant and don't pay attention to others.

Since he wants to be his subordinate, Yang Yu naturally wants to temper their hostility. At least, he doesn't dare to be presumptuous to himself.

You know, dignity and inferiority are orderly.

"Military division, send them to the cultural relics waiting for your house for a good reception."

"I will obey your orders!"

The white robed old man leaned slightly, even though he took the people behind him and left one after another.

Not far away, the old man in black, his brother, looked puzzled, "brother, why do you respect him so much? With the ability of our Chenguang mercenary regiment, where can you do something?"

"Alas... You still don't understand!"

The white robed old man shook his head and said in a low voice, "he is not an ordinary king of martial arts! Have you ever seen a strong king of martial arts who is so indifferent to you and me? When the strong saint of martial arts comes, he can be stable. Instead, he wants to test us, not flattery like others."

"This son is unusual!"

Hearing the harsh news, Zhuge Ming smiled without saying anything.

Since he followed Yang Yu, his status has risen. He clearly knows what Yang Yu is thinking in his heart and can't help feeling a little sympathy for the fate of these people.

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"Your Majesty, are you..."

After they left, the eighth Lord still looked like he couldn't understand. "The Chenguang mercenary regiment is a famous first-class mercenary regiment on the mainland. It took me a lot of words to come to Daxia this time."

Yang Yu kept smiling and said calmly, "Uncle Huang, I know your kindness. However, many of them are very dissatisfied with me. I just give them a threat and let them know that they are just like this in my eyes."

"What's more, there are good and bad in the Chenguang mercenary regiment. I don't want waste."

"Alas..."

Seeing the appearance of the eighth Lord, Yang Yu couldn't help laughing and said calmly, "there are no heroes at that time, which makes upright son famous."

"Whether they can seize the opportunity depends on their own."

After that, Yang Yu smiled calmly and left directly.

There are so many things happening these days that he hasn't finished some things yet.

Like the newly opened copy system, Yang Yu has never entered it once so far.

When she opened the door, XueYue was surprised. She didn't expect Yang Yu to come to her.

"You... What are you going to do?"

Without saying a word, Yang Yu hugged him tightly and swam on his slender body with both hands.

"Some things don't understand. Don't talk."

"You... Don't... Don't..."

Blood moon's body softened instantly, her face was blushing, and she leaned powerlessly on Yang Yu's chest.

Yang Yu has fallen in love with this feeling since last time.

The charming and enchanting blood moon is not available to the three imperial concubines.

Moreover, how can home flowers smell like wild flowers?

In the silent night, there were bursts of wheezing, which made people blush.