Chapter 307: The real Xueluo Mountain Villa

Within a day, the news about the current King Yong'an and the six princes who smashed the Apocalypse returned to the Apocalypse spread throughout the city. Of course, even if you don't need to pass it, everyone can see it.
Because he was like every day four years ago, riding a horse across the entire city, startled by flying snow.
It was as if he was still the sixth prince of the year, and nothing had changed.
He rode through Yong'an Palace, which was a newly built mansion, magnificent, much more exquisite than the White Palace and the Chi Palace. However, the door was closed tightly, and only a few small sparrows fell on the doorstep, looking a little bleak.
"King Yongan?" Xiao Se coldly snorted, "An your mother!"
He flicked his whip and walked past the door of the palace without looking back.
Naturally, other people couldn't run their horses in the Apocalypse City unscrupulously like him. When the Qianye character battalion was approaching the city, all of them rushed back to Ningzhi Military City except Ye Ruoyi. And Ye Ruoyi also said goodbye to Sikong Qianluo and Xiao Se, and returned to the general's mansion. One thousand three hundred Tiger Benlang ran back and forth for several days and nights, but he didn't even draw his sword. He was depressed at first, but he kept up with Xiao Si on the city of Apocalypse. After roaring wildly, everyone felt very happy. After all, not everyone has the opportunity to draw a sword at Apocalypse City and roar. After entering the city, they also returned to camp. Lan Yuehou and Lei Wujie said, "You go to Xicheng, Wuyifang, the largest house, Xiao Se will go there."
Lei Wujie scratched his head: "Which side is West? I am Lu Chi..."
Lan Yuehou suddenly choked, thought for a while and said: "The Wuyifang..."
Lei Wujie still looked ignorant and smiled stupidly: "This is the first time I have come to Apocalypse..."
Xie Yanshu on the side sniffed, "It's so fragrant, I'll go there and take a look."
Lan Yuehou looked at the group of young people from Xueyue City helplessly, sighed, and thought to himself: Can such a person help others fight for the world? I didn't bother to talk to them again, shook his head, and rode his horse back to the palace.
A disciple from Xueyue City couldn't help saying: "My home is from Tianqi. I know where Wuyifang is, and I will take you there."
"But..." Xie Yanshu said hesitantly.
"Shut up!" Sagong Qianluo exclaimed, and pointed to the disciple, "You lead the way!"
The disciple was bullied by Sagong Qianluo in Xueyue City, and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes!"
"Keep up!" Sagong Qianluo flicked the reins.
Xie Yanshu approached Lei Wujie and murmured: "I think, Senior Sister Qianluo. From now on, I will be the city lord."
Lei Wujie smiled: "Wait for the big brother to come, see if she dare to be the lord of the city. Let's go!"
The group quickly arrived at Wuyifang. Sikong Qianluo originally wanted to ask what the biggest house here was, but only when he arrived, he found out. You don't have to ask, you can tell at a glance.
"It should be this house." The Xueyuecheng disciple who claimed to be home in Tianqi said, pointing to the house.
Lei Wujie was so startled that his eyes were about to fall out: "Xue...Xueluo Villa?"
Of course, this was not the Snowfall Villa where he and Xiao Se met for the first time. A door panel of this Snowfall Villa would probably be able to reach the half of the inn. It's just that these four big characters are clearly written on the plaque at the door.
"Watch the snowfall in front of the door, and look at Jinghu Lake behind the door. I have a mountain villa called Xueluo, which is very elegant."
"My villa, the pearl in your basket, probably ten baskets!"
Lei Wujie remembered what Xiao Se had said back then, and couldn't help but slap his tongue: "So this guy is not bragging."
A housekeeper stood respectfully at the door, and guards with knives stood on either side of the housekeeper, each with a grim complexion, but the housekeeper smiled faintly. He waited for many years and finally waited until this day.
There was a gentle sound of horseshoes, and everyone turned their heads to see Xiao Se riding their horses slowly. The butler took a few steps forward and knelt down heavily, two lines of tears shed instantly: "My son, I have suffered outside these years."
"It's not bitter, and I live outside Xueluo Mountain Villa." Xiao Se smiled, jumped off the horse, and helped the old housekeeper, "Old man Xu, you are the one who suffers."
"Nonsense." The old butler shook his head and said with a serious tone, "Who dares to bully us in this Apocalypse City?"
Xiao Se nodded and smiled, and patted the old housekeeper on the shoulder: "That's right, who dares to bully us."
"My son, go home and rest." The old housekeeper hurriedly stepped away, and the guards on both sides also stepped back.
Xiao Se walked a few steps forward and walked all the way to the door of the villa. He suddenly turned around and looked at the people in Xueyue City who were still standing there.
At the same time, Sikong Qianluo and Lei Wujie felt a feeling that the despair in front of them was strange, and it was no longer the despair they were familiar with.
But the next moment, they wake up at the same time, this is just an illusion.
Xiao Se stretched out his hand and smiled at them: "What are you doing while standing stupid? All came in. From now on, this will be our home in Apocalypse City."
For three days in a row, the city of Tianqi was boiling.
Whether it is a high-ranking official, a big merchant, or even three educators, ordinary people are staring at this Xueluo Villa, looking forward to something special.
However, in the three days, this Xueyue Villa hadn't even opened the gate. The King Yongan who returned to the Apocalypse seemed to have disappeared, which was really not like his previous style. Could it be that this unruly prince really changed his after suffering a bit outside?
For a time, rumors spread.
Until the afternoon of the third day, Xiao Se stretched out and opened his eyes in the sun.
"After a few days and nights, I was really sleepy." Xiao Se rubbed his eyes and stood up.
He put on his clothes, refused to serve the servants, and after washing slowly, he picked up the Promise Club and walked into the main hall of Xueluo Mountain Villa.
Like him, Sikong Qianluo and Lei Wujie, they all prepared quietly at this moment, and walked into the main hall in silence without saying a word.
When they slept the first day, the news did not come.
When they slept the next day, the news still did not come.
They have now slept for the third day, no matter how tired or tired they are, they can't sleep anymore.
No matter what happened, they should know at this time.
A visitor in black was sitting in the main hall drinking tea, and a spider web was tattooed on his sleeve, representing his identity-a member of Xueyue City's intelligence organization spider web.
"Let's talk." Xiao Se said lightly.
"Tang Lian encountered assassins from the dark river, 21 assassins. Eight assassins were killed and 13 assassins were wounded."
"It's not important!" Lei Wujie interrupted him.
"Tang Lian drank seven bottles of Starry Night Wine and died of exhaustion."
"Where is the corpse?" Xiao Se forced the fluctuations in his heart.
"The body was picked up by the messenger sent by Tang Sect."
Sagong Qianluo suddenly weakened his legs, fell to the ground, and murmured in tears, "Big brother...dead?"