Xianxia: My Junior sisters are Weird!
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My Junior Sisters Are Freaks – Chapter 147
“Senior sister, what's up?”
Su Xing shook his head.
From a small leader of the demon race, he learned that the demon race was executing a grand plan.
And these captured people were also part of the demon race's plan.
Su Xing had a bad feeling.
For now, it was better to finish the sect instructions quickly and then start investigating!
After spending half a day to move the villagers to Yellowstone City, Su Xing and the others sped up their journey to the Great Feng Empire and the imperial palace.
Originally, they had calculated that they only needed half a day to reach Great Feng's imperial capital.
However, only after three full days did Su Xing and the others finally arrive at their destination.
It was very clear that Su Xing and the others had met quite a number of demons along the way. Although they could easily handle it with their current strength, they had also witnessed some tragedies that slowed them down.
“Young Sister, the devil is always cruel in doing things. What we can do is to quickly make the Great Feng Empire send an army and then return to deal with this invading pest!”
Su Yan’er, who had a better view of the situation as a whole, suddenly said.
“Senior sister is right. The situation is tense now. Let's finish the mission the Sect Master gave us!”
Su Xing nodded and then landed in front of the city gate of Great Feng's imperial city.
A huge energy barrier appeared before their eyes.
Since they were here to seek cooperation, they naturally could not force their way in. Su Xing told the soldiers guarding the city the reason they were there and had them pass it on to their superiors.
Some of them stopped outside the imperial city.
“Senior sister, this atmosphere is not right!”
Logically speaking, when a demon was born, didn't the Great Feng Empire send an army to protect people?
But now that their gates were tightly shut and even the array formation was activated outside, it seemed like they did not defend against the demons no matter how they looked at it.
It seemed like the people from Great Feng were only protecting themselves!
It seemed like this time, the character of how Great Feng really was, was finally finished
…
The imperial capital.
In the Central Palace of the imperial capital, in a magnificent hall.
Mo Wudao sat firmly on the throne in the hall without the slightest expression on his face.
A subject below the stage spoke generously, his saliva flying everywhere.
“Your Majesty!”
“Now the demon race is wreaking havoc in all directions, I would like to respectfully ask Your Majesty to send an army to save the commoners and send water and help fight the fire ..”
“Now is the most critical moment, Your Majesty, please reconsider!”
“Alright, alright, I understand!”
Moo Wudao yawned, then waved his hand.
“I'm sleepy now, call it a day, the court dissolved”
Hearing this, the crowd of officials became in an uproar.
The official who had spoken generously immediately knelt down and bowed loudly on the ground.
Dong, dong, dong!
At this moment, no one came forward to give advice, or rather, they did not dare to go forward.
Mo Wudao's footsteps paused for a moment as he said casually. “Oh! Prime Minister Wang, do you have anything else?”
“I beg Your Majesty to send an army to exterminate the demons!”
“Prime Minister Wang, allow me to reconsider ..”
“I'm tired, I'll come back and rest first!” After saying that, he lifted the curtain and walked into the back hall.
Seeing that Chief Prime Minister Wang was actually bleeding from bowing so many times, over ten officials from the non-conceited private school rushed forward to stop him.
“Master Wang, why are you doing this? Your Majesty is gone, don't bend again!”
“We all know that you think for the sake of the people, but you have done your best. Now, even if you keep bending like this, it will be for naught!”
“Wang Tua ... Prime Minister Wang, what is it?”
Some people carried the fainted Prime Minister Wang with their hands and feet in disarray.
“Empire physician, quickly call imperial physician!”
…
The imperial court was in chaos.
At this moment, Mo Wudao was sitting in the back garden, casually fiddling with the flowers and plants there.
Not long after, a guard quickly stepped forward.
“Your Majesty, there is news from the city gate. There were sect disciples who were looking for an audience with imperial city officials. Should we let them in?”
With the appearance of the demons, the entire Eastern Wastelands had fallen into chaos. The city gates of the imperial city had long been tightly closed.
Thanks to the heaven-level protective formation outside the imperial city, everything became peaceful.
Right now, in Great Feng Imperial City, no one was allowed to enter or leave. However, since all the sect disciples had come, this was the first time …
Mo Wudao's lips curved into a strange smile.
“Murid which sect?”
“Secte Sword Blackheaven!”
A hint of surprise appeared on Moo Wudao's face. “I know them, let them in.”
“Oh right, is that stubborn old man, Wang Qianqi, still in the Imperial Palace Hall?”
The guard shook his head.
“Prime Minister Wang has passed out and has been sent to the imperial hospital.”
Moo Wudao nodded.
“Alright, then tell the disciples of the Mysterious Sky Sword Sect to wait for me in the Imperial Palace!”
…
On the other side.
Su Xing and the others followed the guards to the Imperial Palace.
There were no other seats in the main hall except for the throne, so they could only stand and wait.
After all, they were here to cooperate, so Su Xing did not pay much attention to it.
“Junior Sister, we are here for official business.”
“Can't you stop for a moment?”
Su Yan’er said sadly.
When Shen Yaoling, who was curiously looking around, heard this, she stuck her tongue out towards Su Yan’er.
“Alright, Junior Sister Ling’er, hurry back. Don't be rude!”
Hearing Su Xing's words, Shen Yaoling obediently retreated.
“Your Majesty has arrived!”
A sharp voice rang out, and Mo Wudao walked out into the hall under the protection of two officers. When he saw who it was, Mo Yuanqing's body suddenly emitted a powerful killing intent.
“Hah?”
At this moment, Su Xing also felt that something was amiss. He turned to look at Mo Yuanqing who was acting strangely.
“Women's sister, what's up?”
Mo Yuanqing shook his head, but his eyes were fixed on the figure on the throne.
Mo Wudao sat down and then looked up.
A surprised voice sounded.
“Why you? Ninth sister, long time no see.”
Ninth Brother? Great Emperor Feng was actually Mo Yuanqing's brother?
However, from the looks of it, it didn't seem like this was the atmosphere that the sisters should have at the reunion.
Su Xing had also heard about Mo Yuanqing's matter, so he had already seen some clues.
It was clear that his Junior Sister and the current Great Emperor Feng did not get along. It could even be said that they had a strong grudge.
“Mo Wudao, where is Mo Shenghong?”
“Are you talking about that old thief? He's dead.”
Seeing Mo Yuanqing's incredulous gaze, he said again.
“If he does not die, how will I have the opportunity to sit on this throne!”
He sounded relaxed, as if he was talking about a very ordinary matter. Mo Wudao's voice was very indifferent even though he had killed someone.
“You killed him?”
That's right, Mo Wudao dared to kill him, what else did he not dare to do?
Mo Yuanqing took out a long sword in his hand and pointed it at the figure in the hall.
The killing intent instantly spread.
“Women's sister?!”
Su Xing stopped Su Yan’er and Shen Yaoling who were attacking.
“This is Junior Sister's problem, let her solve it by herself!”
Seeing the tense situation in the main hall, the accompanying guards quickly called out to the other guards.
Black armored guards came from all directions in the main hall and surrounded Su Xing and the others.
At this moment, Mo Wudao also stood up.
“You can all go. I want to argue personally with my ninth sister!”
Hearing Mo Wudao's orders, all the soldiers retreated like a tide.
“Ninth brother! How about we bet?”
Mo Wudao's gaze swept over Su Xing and the others, and finally turned to Mo Yuanqing.
In his opinion, among the few disciples of the Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect, only Mo Yuqing's strength was the most powerful and worthy of debate, the rest was nothing to worry about.
What he did not know was that Su Xing had returned to his mortal state, so Moo Wudao had actually misread Su Xing's cultivation level!
Meanwhile, the auras of Su Yan’er and Shen Yaoling were all hidden with secret techniques.
Only Mo Yuanqing was filled with killing intent and took the initiative to reveal his cultivation.
“Hehe! You don't bet with me?”
“I want to risk my life.” Mo Yuanqing said slowly.
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