Monarch Night

Chapter 1022 - 247: If You Play the Protagonist, You Must Play the Protagonist! [Ten Thousand Words!] (Part 2)

Monarch Night

Chapter 1022 - 247: If You Play the Protagonist, You Must Play the Protagonist! [Ten Thousand Words!] (Part 2)

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Chapter 1022: Chapter 247: If You Play the Protagonist, You Must Play the Protagonist! [Ten Thousand Words!] (Part 2)

A large bundle of silver notes was gathered and handed over, neither more nor less. Honestly, not daring to act slick in the slightest.

Even Emperor Ziwei was so angry that he was steaming, saying another word, even without Bu Chou, the emperor could deal with him himself.

Bu Chou said coldly, "Not enough! What about my running fee?! Running in vain?"

Emperor Ziwei handed over a pile of Heavenly Treasures from his ring, along with some top-grade Spirit Crystals.

Embarrassedly said, "Brother Bu, I truly apologize for this oversight... this is a little token of my regard, please, Brother Bu... do not disdain it."

Pity the generation’s great emperor, now too embarrassed to look Bu Chou in the eye.

Bu Chou accepted, shook his head, and said coldly, "Ziwei, I truly feel ashamed for you! Has the Heavenly Palace fallen to such poverty?"

The Fengyun gun was put away, and he soared upwards.

Emperor Ziwei’s body was somewhat trembling, his face was ashen.

Bu Chou’s last words were more painful than ten slaps to the face.

The discomfort was greater than when he spoke behind backs that Duan Xiyang was captured, especially since all the people from the Outer World Mountain Sect were watching and listening.

He grabbed the collar of the Deity of the Sun and lifted him up, word by word, "Has the Heavenly Palace fallen to such poverty? You are relying on holding back silver even now?!"

The Deity of the Sun’s face was pale as earth. His eyes struggled, wanting to say something, but he couldn’t.

Speechless, unable to argue.

The evidence was overwhelming, sought out by Bu Chou, ironclad.

He wasn’t a stingy person by nature, but after walking Jianghu for so many years, he always ate and drank, casually pulled out a silver note, and then slapped it on the table and left.

Years passed, it had always been this way.

Anyway, with his speed, no one could catch up. Moreover, most of it was given in excess.

This time he had preemptively paid five million upfront and had no real concept of prices — even the finest Tiexue Platform couldn’t match the Heavenly Palace’s Spiritual Wine, and he was in a hurry, running away with Emperor Ziwei pulling him, hastily throwing out a silver note from his arms...

He didn’t even see the face value of the silver note clearly, and he was already thousands of miles away.

Who would have thought that a master from the Cloud Weapon List would come asking for debts?

The slap earlier left his head buzzing till now.

Unable to speak.

The Deity of the Moon pleaded, "Great Emperor, calm your anger, the Deity of the Sun just didn’t notice for a moment, certainly not intentionally, after all, we have no use for secular silver taels now, it was purely an oversight..."

Emperor Ziwei believed this reason.

But belief didn’t mean acceptance.

The loss of face was too severe!

"Back to Jueyou Cliff for a three hundred year confinement!"

Emperor Ziwei said fiercely.

"Yes."

The Deity of the Sun could only accept.

Although being confined for three hundred years is absolutely unpleasant, and Jueyou Cliff is not a good place, but now Emperor Ziwei is furious.

Just as Emperor Ziwei was about to say something, there was a sudden thud.

The Deity of the Sun’s head exploded right in front of him.

Red and white splattered all over Emperor Ziwei’s face and on the people nearby.

The Deity of the Sun died on the spot!

A cold voice said, "Three hundred years of confinement, too troublesome, I punished for you! No need to thank me too much!"

Emperor Ziwei was driven mad at this moment!

Suddenly turned his head, a sharp sword whistle sounded, with a long sword in hand, transformed into a stream of light and rushed over, an angry shout like thunder followed: "Duan Xiyang! You bastard!"

The man stood in the place where Bu Chou stood earlier, with a gaunt face, tall and slender physique, holding a white eerie gun, it was indeed the White Bone Shattering Dream Spear, Duan Xiyang!

He arrived here, without saying a word, immediately struck, killing the Deity of the Sun with one spear!

Pop, pop, pop...

"Why!?"

After exchanging ten moves with Duan Xiyang, Emperor Ziwei asked with bloodshot eyes and grief-stricken anger!

"Heavenly Palace and Hell, for so many years have excluded Wei Wo Zheng Sect from Yin Yang Realm trials, this is one crime; this time you got caught red-handed with no way out, yet still dared to delay, this is a second crime; seeing Wei Wo Zheng Sect participating in Yin Yang Realm trial has become a given, yet changed rules, this is a third crime!"

Duan Xiyang said indifferently, "I said, I want an explanation!"

Emperor Ziwei was angry enough to almost vomit blood, "I have already given you thirty-six percent!"

"That was compensation to me, not compensation for this matter! I said, the Star Lord Kings leading Heavenly Palace and Hell teams, some of them must not return!"

"If I said it, I must do it!"

"I also promised Xue Fuxiao to let him watch the show! Even more cannot renege on your word!"

Duan Xiyang’s voice was coldly fierce, "Ziwei, you know, I am a person who does what I say, why not pick a few people for me to kill, save the trouble."

Watch the show!

Emperor Ziwei was almost stunned by these words.

I must pick a few people for you to kill!

Emperor Ziwei said nothing, the long sword became increasingly fierce and urgent, suddenly the sword wind roared, the entire forest trembled, space of hundreds of feet formed layer upon layer of towering mountains, like an endless sea surging with infinite waves.

Duan Xiyang was even fiercer, the White Bone Shattering Dream Spear like a monster snake turning over, layers of gun shadows, making the world full of eery white bone color.

One man and one spear sealed off hundreds of miles.

Not only suppressing Emperor Ziwei’s offensive but also sealing the area, no one can escape!

Killing intent dense on him, killing aura soared into the sky.

White bone phantoms eerie, gun and sword collided continuously, the space above revealed spider-web-like tiny cracks, then vanished instantly!

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