Yan's foreign relatives, give Da Yan a little Xuanwu Gate shock

"Are you really going to do it? Those outside are your warriors. If you give the order, I will be hacked to death. After all, I am just an insignificant village chief in Yan Country. If you kill me, won't everything be solved?"

"Do you want to give it a try? If you don't try, it would be a pity to just surrender like this."

Yuan Congqian laughed and helped Fan Zuo Daimyo hold the Kagura bell in her hand. He pressed the hidden button, and as the internal mechanism expanded, a slightly rusty sharp metal spike immediately popped out from the inside of the Kagura bell.

The idea of ​​adding pop-out spikes to the staff is quite interesting, and it looks like it has been used for more than one generation.

Finally, Daimyo Hoashi was provoked to the point of getting carried away.

No matter how calm and wise she was, she would not know where to start if she met an unreasonable and table-turning person like Yuan Congqian.

If we agree to Yuan Congqian's conditions, what about the next time? What about the next time? When will it end? Either Yuan Congqian will make arbitrary demands and let Fanzu Fan be controlled by him like a bandit. Or we can take advantage of the fact that there are only three main envoys from Yan Country and clear them all out, pretending that these Yan people have never been here!

Fanzu Daimyo activated the Originium technique, swung his fish tail, and slapped Yuan Congqian away from behind.

Her movements were coherent and smooth, and the gorgeous mermaid foam enveloped her, turning into a clear spring, attacking Yuan Congqian. The clear spring split into flowing rainbow-colored water swords, reflecting the moonlight, and suddenly smashed down directly from all over the sky.

"Someone come!" The Daimyo Fanzu shouted loudly in the Eastern language and kept retreating.

Yuan Congqian calmly pulled out the little pudding, and with just a wave, Chengying's blade light overwhelmed the water sword's stance, cutting Fanzu Daimyo's source stone technique into tiny raindrops.

Daimyo Hozuki continued to wave the Kagura Bell, and the scattered raindrops began to tremble under the call of the Originium technique, trying to turn into smaller blades to attack Yuan Congqian, but after a tremor, they fell to the ground and soaked the ground.

Her expression changed.

Her Originium skills were not afraid of physical cutting, but would make the blade of the water sword even finer, and as long as it fell on Yuan Congqian, he would be cut into a bloody mist. But the raindrops were stained with an inexplicable black color, and they were no longer her magic creations!

Moreover, almost half a minute had passed, but there was still silence outside the door!

"Crack, snap, snap."

Yuan Congqian clapped his hands and slowly approached Fanzu Daimyo, "I was just teasing you, are you really going to use the cup-throwing as a signal?"

The Daimyo Hozu gritted her teeth and tapped the ground with her toes. The flowing water brought her to the door in a blink of an eye. She waved the Kagura bell, and a water sword broke the door open out of thin air. Outside the door was not the corridor of the restaurant she was familiar with, but yellow sand filled with the smell of blood.

The scalding sand evaporated her Originium skills, and the Daimyo Hozuki fell to the ground. The touch of the blood-stained gravel was extremely real. In the distance, countless black shadows were rushing towards each other, like a den of ghosts.

An ancient long sword covered with spikes was held in Yuan Congqian's hand and stuck into the ground.

"The night is long. Lord Daimyo, let's take our time."

Chapter 194: Burning Wind and Hot Land? QQ Space!

"Where is this place..."

The Daimyo Hoashi muttered to himself.

The lion shadow of the Changsheng Army jumped in front of her, threw a nightmare shadow to the ground, and bit it. The Hozu Daimyo listened to the sound of flesh being bitten with a pale face, his whole body was hot, but his hands and feet were cold.

She put her hands into the yellow sand, trembling as she grasped a handful of sand, which flowed through the gaps between her fingertips.

The hot wind kept hitting her cheeks, repeatedly reminding her that this was no longer her safe zone.

This ability to take people to another dimension, she could only think of the Lich King of the Sarkaz Lich King Court, or the giant beasts that existed in the Yan Kingdom. She actually met with a giant beast agent alone and tried to assassinate him?

The yellow sand has gradually replaced the surrounding space.

Yuan Congqian casually swung the Khan's long sword, tearing through the counterattack of the Hozu Daimyo's Originium Technique like toilet paper.

In the humid seaside environment, coupled with the physique of the Agor people of the Hoshidaimyo, she must have had some extraordinary qualities to be able to serve as the daimyo of the previous city. Her Originium skills are a powerful tool for eavesdropping, assassination, and surveillance.

Unfortunately, in the Burning Wind and Hot Land, her use of the Originium technique of foam and water can only be described as a tragedy.

"There is an old saying in the classics, history, and miscellaneous works that to punish without teaching is cruelty."

Yuan Congqian said slowly, "Since I concealed my identity beforehand, even though you did it, I will tell you what happened so that you can understand it better when you are punished next."

The Hoshidaimyo gritted his teeth and said, "You are the giant beast of Yan Country. Is this your ability to judge the Spring and Autumn Annals incorrectly? As an agent, you actually appeared in the East Country and threatened the daimyo. Aren't you afraid that the Great God will go to the capital's Simusaitai to investigate your crimes?"

There was no place around to hide her. She looked at Yuan Congqian standing in front of her, and could only roar and threaten like a kitten being held by someone. As for how terrible the threat was, it was unknown.

"I am just an ordinary noble in the territory of Yan State. There are more than 20 people in the capital who hold higher positions than me, and there are dozens or even hundreds of people whose races are more noble than mine. In front of them, I have to be laughed at and called a raccoon slave."

"There are about twenty people with higher official positions than you..." The Daimyo Hoashi turned pale.

The three dukes, nine ministers, six ministers and vice ministers, including the ministers of Fengtai Luan Pavilion, there are more than 20 of them. Why did the brown Feilin in front of him, who was of such a high rank, bring only so few people and such a small boat?

Yan State was really shameless. They sent an official to Dong State, but they didn't go through the national channels, but went through the channels of the wealthy families in the private cities. Normally, an envoy of such a high rank would bring at least one or two hundred people... The national strength is more than ten times that of Dong State, but they actually let a fourth-rank official meet with the mayor of the trading city alone to lure him into a fraud!

"By the way, are you wondering why I am a little higher in rank when I am so young?"

Yuan Congqian squatted down and patted Fanzu Daimyo's face. "You secretly went to Yan State to collect intelligence. You are very capable and courageous. But why didn't you find out the surname of the current queen?"

Daimyo's face was quite tender. After all, she was only a few years older than Yuan Congqian and could still be considered a young girl. The occasional slippery scales of the Agor added to the texture and layering of her face, like stroking the belly of a fish.

It felt so good that Yuan Congqian wanted to scratch it again after scratching it once.

Fanzu Daimyo just let her face be grabbed in shame, muttering: "Yuan Gongpei..."

"Just mention the names of the real dragon and the queen! This is a great disrespect and offense."

Yuan Congqian became serious and put Fanzu Daimyo on the ground: "As a minister, the king worries and the minister works hard, the king humiliates the minister and the minister dies. You insulted the queen, which is an insult to the real dragon and a humiliation to the Yan Kingdom! I didn't want to do anything to you, but now I have to punish you severely!"

"I must tell you what will happen if you get angry in front of the envoy of the sovereign country!"

"Suzerain state? During the war, no one cared about the East Country for a whole hundred years. Where was the suzerain state at that time?"

Just as Fanzu Daimyo was about to struggle, the sand beside her was cut open by a shadow.

"Be good, don't move. I told you there's still a lot of time, why are you in such a hurry?"

Yuan Congqian took a few steps back, stretched out his hand, threw Nightmare's long sword aside, and pulled out the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss.

He looked at the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss and sent his request to it.

"Qixing Longyuan, I didn't ask you for anything. Just turn into an Agor."

Qixing Longyuan conveyed a feeling of confusion and puzzlement, but still did as he was told.

The daimyo watched Yuan Congqian insert the Seven Stars Dragon Abyss into the yellow sand, and then the trees with the background of the starry sky rose from the ground. The tips of the trees split into countless tiny biological branches, curling up like the tentacles of the Agor people.

Seeing the tall tentacle tree, Daimyo Hoashi remembered the fear of his race engraved in his bones. His legs curled up involuntarily, and the Kagura bell, which she had used to assassinate the previous Daimyo Hoashi, also fell to the ground.

The colorful tentacles, like the starry sky, stretched out to Fanzu Daimyo, bound her limbs and waist, and hung her on the tentacle tree. At Yuan Congqian's request, her hands were also tied together, making it difficult for her to move.

Her fish tail could only swing helplessly in the air.

The Hozuki Daimyo's face was red, and he was unable to break free from the tentacles. He could only howl, "Let me go! If you big country want to manipulate the East Country like a puppet, then kill me and replace me with a daimyo who suits your heart!"

Out of curiosity, Yuan Congqian wanted to see if the touch of her tail was the same as the grass carp he ate in his previous life. He touched it twice but failed to grab the slippery fish tail. Instead, the fish tail slapped him in resistance.

With so many scales, it is really hard to grab. And the fish tail is in the shape of an inverted triangle with bones inside, so it is also difficult to fix the fish tail with the tentacles.

"I am the daimyo of the Eastern Kingdom. You can kill me, but you can't humiliate me like this!" She had an expression on her face as if she wanted to be martyred, but when she saw Yuan Congqian really picked up the long knife, an honest fear flashed across her face.

Yuan Congqian raised his eyebrows: "Why can't you become what I want? Why fight and kill so much? Will killing you make Fanzu Fan compensate Yan Country for its losses and your crimes?"

What if the next Hozu Daimyo he finds is someone who is good at forbearance and revenge, and bites Yan Country at a critical moment? On the contrary, the Hozu Daimyo in front of him is afraid of death, and it is good to be afraid of death.

He snapped his fingers, and the tentacles obediently rolled up her fishtail-length skirt and reached inside. Qixing Longyuan imitated the Agor people, so the texture of the tentacles was naturally perfectly restored. Feeling the tentacles on his thighs, the face of the Daimyo Hanashi suddenly changed.

"I wonder what the Calendar King and the Great Khan would think if they knew I used their battlefield as a scene for tentacle humiliation."

Yuan Congqian suddenly felt a little apologetic and coughed subconsciously.

Chapter 195: Miss Daming's self-esteem comes out

"What do you want me to do?"

The Daimyo Hoashi had to lower her arrogant head and accept the fact of defeat.

The other party's identity seems to be more important to Yan Country than the Fanzu Clan combined.

All the people were transferred to the hot desert, and were hung up in such a shameful state by the opponent's magic. Apart from threatening Yuan Congqian with the laws of Yan Country, what else could she rely on? She could only accept her fate.

Yuan Congqian politely put forward his conditions:

"The request is very simple. It is just that in the future, you must address me as Master in private and accept all the conditions I propose to you and the Fanzu clan. You should know how to address me as Master in Yanguo dialect, right?"

Hoashi Daimyo raised his head: "...Master? All conditions?"

"To be precise, it's 'the master's mission'."

Yuan Congqian corrected his statement.

The conditions issued by the master are certainly not conditions, they are just the master's tasks.

The Daimyo Hoashi was a little bit unbelievable.

This person is indeed a person with a bad taste. He is capable of going to a banquet alone to scam people, and after successfully scamming people, he wants to force her into a master-servant relationship in this space where she cannot leave or resist. It seems that he is indeed capable of doing this.

But calling a stranger "master" directly was still too advanced for the Daimyo Hozuki.

She simply couldn't imagine herself bowing her head and calling a man like this "master". What if he was called "lord" or "master"?

The Hoashi Daimyo resisted tactfully: "You want to control the Hoashi clan to control this city. I have no room to resist. However, the Hoashi domain is not just the domain of the Hoashi clan. There are other families here. If the Hoashi domain cannot protect their interests, they will join forces with monks to launch an uprising and overthrow the Hoashi clan..."

"Is it difficult? I think it's very simple. As long as I bring the Jinwu Army to the Hoashi Domain and declare that only the Hoashi clan is qualified to become the daimyo and rule this mobile city, whoever becomes the daimyo will be the barbarian clan, isn't that enough?"

Yuan Congqian's indifferent attitude hurt Fanzu Daimyo's heart.

He would definitely pay the price for his reckless behavior towards the Eastern Mobile City. But the Hozu Daimyo had no room to resist him, and as the tentacles that bound her tightened, he could do whatever he wanted.

Moreover, under the opponent's command, the slippery tentacles were repeatedly rubbing the skin of the Hoashi Daimyo.

This kind of torture, like a blunt knife cutting flesh, has already made Miss Daiming feel some strange touches in her body. The hot feeling she has never experienced before is constantly eating away at her remaining rationality. In a little while, she will probably beg for mercy.

The Hoashi Daimyo replied incoherently, "I am willing to accept all your conditions for the Hoashi Domain."

When she said this short sentence, she couldn't help but hum twice, and it took a long time to say it. For a city's lord, this is equivalent to surrendering on the ground, but it still does not meet the two conditions proposed by Yuan Congqian.

Obviously, the other party's greed is more than what can be satisfied by such conditions.

The other party pressed on step by step, opening his mouth greedily:

"anything else?"

"..."

Miss Daming was silent, letting the tentacles wrap around her wrist again. Yuan Congqian saw her attitude and understood that she seemed to be very repulsive to the title of master and did not understand the current situation clearly.

Perhaps this is the reputation of a big family that has never experienced war. The opposite sex is standing right in front of you, with the tentacles wrapped around your body right behind you, and only your tail can move, but you are still being stubborn.

"You have quite a bit of self-respect. But you are not looking down on me, you are looking down on the Seven Star Dragon Abyss!"

Yuan Congqian looked at Fanzu Daimyo who repeatedly humiliated his beloved Qixing Longyuan, and drew his sword in pain, "I didn't want to humiliate you, because I found that I was destined to be with you. But you look down on Qixing Longyuan, and I can't bear it."

He picked up the long sword of the Nightmare Khan, and two black crescent-shaped sword shadows flashed in the air.

“Smudge! Smudge!”

Under the light of the knife, the cloth was torn into pieces.

Yuan Congqian slashed at Fanzu Daimyo twice as a punishment. Fanzu Daimyo's survival instinct made her subconsciously dodge Yuan Congqian's two swords, but the clothes she was wearing with good protective ability could not escape the poisonous hand.

"Wait *Dong Guoyu*!" Her fish tail swung vigorously.

The gorgeous layered skirt was torn apart at the base, revealing her fair and rosy thighs.

Putting aside the secular perspective, let Yuan Congqian evaluate with his porridge friend's professional perspective. Fanzu Daming is spoiled, with plump thighs and crystal skin. At a young age, he has fleshy leg muscles and won at the starting line.

Yuan Congqian repeatedly tested the elasticity of the ham to be sold, just like bidding on pork legs at the vegetable market.

Miss Daimyo finally panicked:

"What are you going to do, don't touch me..."

"Qixing Longyuan, it's your turn to teach her a lesson!"

Yuan Congqian looked at the tree of tentacles on the head of Fanzu Daimyo and snapped his fingers.

The Seven-Star Dragon Abyss actually didn't care about this kind of human with little fighting power. Under Yuan Congqian's command, its tentacles swelled up, tied up the two tentacles of Fanzu Daimyo, wrapped her calves, and pulled her to both sides without saying anything.

Qixing Longyuan faithfully implemented the posture that Yuan Congqian wanted.

Yuan Congqian stood in front of her, silently admiring the end of the Agor people.

As the Daimyo Hozuki screamed, her thighs were pulled apart, and her legs were stretched straight by the tentacles, which then wrapped around her ankles and lifted her toes. Her whole body looked like a downward arrow, and the open arrows were her legs.

The only part of Fanzu Daimyo's body that could move was her fish tail, which could only barely cover the part below her waist.

Her hands, bound by the tentacles of the Seven Stars Dragon Abyss, twisted and struggled violently, leaving red marks. Having never experienced such a CG-like scene of defeat, the young daimyo's little pearl soon began to drip down.

"I didn't expect I would have a second chance to use the camera."

Yuan Congqian sighed and took the camera handed over by Qixing Longyuan. Amid the constant cries of no and begging for mercy from the Daimyo Fanzu, he let this scene freeze in this space that lost its time scale.