Zheng Zixuan was confused, what happened just now?

To actually frighten this group of audacious bandits into such a cowardly state?

Thinking back carefully, I seem to have some understanding.

The bandits just now were clearly shooting at him with bows and arrows, but none of them landed on him.

Could it be the reason for the stick under your feet?

Of course Zheng Zixuan has a basis for thinking so.

Because he could feel it, he could step firmly on the stick.

It was because a special force was released from the stick, which was like an invisible protective shield, wrapping him tightly inside.

Since it is a protective shield, it must be able to resist attacks and prevent those bows and arrows from shooting at you!

Thinking of this, Zheng Zixuan's heart beat faster and he was extremely excited.

The actual situation was similar to what Zheng Zixuan had guessed. All the bows and arrows were blocked by the Soul-Eating Ruler.

This kind of thing that cannot be understood by ordinary people naturally frightens the bandits in Qingfeng Mountain.

They may not be afraid of anyone, but they will never dare to offend the gods.

They saw with their own eyes that the bows and arrows were going around Zheng Zixuan's body. What was this if it wasn't a god?

At that moment, all the bandits collapsed.

Only then came the scene of everyone kneeling down to Zheng Zixuan.

As for Ren Xiong, he naturally wouldn't kneel down, but he was also frightened and knew that the situation was over.

With a sudden jerk, it was like running away while no one was paying attention.

But he didn't expect that Zheng Zixuan had been staring at him, how could he let him run away?

Ren Xiong had only taken a few steps when he heard a loud shout behind him.

"Old bastard, where are you running?"

Ren Xiong shivered violently with fright, staggered on his feet, and almost got chewed by a dog.

Just as he stabilized his body, he started to run without daring to look back.

He felt a hand grabbing his collar, and Xiong struggled desperately, but to no avail.

Then suddenly I felt my feet were suspended in the air, and my whole body left the ground and flew up.

"Lord, I was wrong, I was confused for a moment!

Please spare me, I am willing to atone!"

Ren Xiong, who had been extremely arrogant before, was so scared that he didn't even have to struggle.

The main reason is that the power gap between Ren Xiong and Zheng Zixuan is too big, so Ren Xiong's struggle is completely useless.

Instead, it just adds to the joke, just like a king whose four feet cannot touch the ground.

Zheng Zixuan sneered and lifted Ren Xiong into the air like a chicken.

At least a few dozen meters above the bottom of the valley, Zheng Zixuan was still deliberately shaking up and down.

The bear was so frightened that he screamed and sweated profusely.

If Zheng Zixuan lets go, he won't even be able to keep the whole body!

"Do you know you were wrong now? It's too late. Damn, you are such an old bastard. If I don't teach you a lesson, I will be sorry for Lang Lang Qiankun!"

At this time, the valley was already filled with cheers. The soldiers of Qingchuan City were all in high spirits and their morale was high.

Yang Haoran touched his nose and looked at Zheng Zixuan, who had a sullen expression on his face.

"Hey, stop talking nonsense to him, let them open the roadblocks and surrender as soon as possible.

Anyone who surrenders voluntarily will be treated leniently!"

Zheng Zixuan shouted in the air, and then faced the bandits on the top of the mountain.

At this time, all the bandits were still kneeling, not daring to get up, and looked extremely frightened.

"Now go and open the valley roadblock and greet the soldiers of Qingchuan City.

Anyone who surrenders voluntarily will be treated leniently and will not be killed.

If you resist to the end, you will only die!" Dongdong Novel

The Qingfeng Mountain bandits have already treated Zheng Zixuan as a god, so how can they still have the courage to disobey?

A group of people immediately agreed, then rushed to move the roadblocks and surrender voluntarily.

As for Ren Xiong, he had already been frightened to the point of peeing, and his body exuded a strong smell of urine.

Zheng Zixuan was so angry that he shook him back and forth, making the bear dizzy and vomiting repeatedly.

In just a short time, bandits had moved away the roadblock blocking the valley.

Then he knelt down on both sides of the road and formally surrendered Qingchuan City.

Wu Zheng's face was filled with excitement, but he did not dare to forget to thank Fan Tingting.

"Thank you very much for the mercy of the Goddess Empress, who defeated the enemy without fighting and captured Qingfeng Mountain without any bloodshed."

Fan Tingting didn't know what to say, so she just nodded.

Yang Haoran said: "Don't be polite, Lord City Lord. It's the right thing to send someone to take over Qingfeng Mountain as soon as possible."

"Zhang Tianjiang is right, I will make arrangements immediately."

Although the situation is excellent, as a city lord, you still have to be cautious.

Three thousand soldiers were immediately arranged to enter Qingfeng Mountain to take over the village and deal with the surrendered bandits.

A thousand soldiers quickly took over the key roads in the valley and controlled the entrance and exit routes.

The remaining thousand soldiers stayed put, ready to rush to reinforcements at any time.

At the same time, he ordered that all bandits who surrendered must immediately leave the village and accept surrender.

Everything was going on in an orderly manner. As the city lord, Wu Zheng did not take risks easily and led the army to hold down the formation outside the stronghold.

Zheng Zixuan was hanging in the air, feeling rather happy than thinking about Shu.

It was really satisfying to carry the bear and fly around.

Ren Xiong was so miserable that he was so dizzy that he could see stars in his eyes.

It wasn't until Zheng Zixuan got tired of playing that he slowly descended to the front of Wu Zheng.

He threw Ren Xiong at Wu Zheng's feet like trash.

Ren Xiong, who had been tortured for a long time, was lying on the ground like a king, as if he was dead or alive.

Even so, Wu Zheng still gave an order to have him tied up.

Zheng Zixuan desperately wanted to pick up the soul-eating ruler, but missed it.

With a whoosh, the soul-eating ruler returned to Yang Haoran's hand.

Zheng Zixuan approached with a playful smile.

"Zhang Tianjiang, what kind of treasure is this? Can you lend it to me for a few days to play with?"

Yang Haoran glanced at him sideways, reached out and flicked his head.

"Your kid is itchy again, isn't it? Don't try to take advantage of it, or you may get into trouble."

Seeing Yang Haoran's serious look, Zheng Zixuan stuck out his tongue.

But he also knew that Yang Haoran was not trying to scare him. He really couldn't control this thing.

At this time, Wu Zheng had already begun interrogating Ren Xiong.

Ren Xiong had lost his patience with Zheng Zixuan a long time ago, but now he confessed truthfully without any resistance at all.

A dark animal head token was found from Ren Xiong's body, and Wu Zheng took it very piously.

Yang Haoran's eyes lit up and he smiled at Wu Zheng.

"City Lord Wu, can I see the City Lord's token?"

If someone else said this, they would be suspected of being treasonous.

But Yang Haoran is different. He is not only the general beside the goddess, but also the Qingfeng Mountain he has conquered. This request is not too much.

So Wu Zheng held the token in both hands and handed it to Yang Haoran, fearing that it would be damaged.

Yang Haoran took the city lord's token and felt a biting coldness in his hand, and couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.

Then he saw the various lines and shapes on the token, and couldn't help but smile.
Chapter completed!