Ming Dynasty: The poorest Jin Yiwei, the emperor begged me for corruption

"Big brother, don't joke, this joke is not funny at all."

Dugu Fang's heart was cold, but a stunned look appeared on his cheeks, as if he was confused by the words of the sword saint Dugu Jian.

Hearing Dugu Fang's words, Dugu Ming, Dugu Meng, and Wushuang City Protector Shi Wuzun and others were all shocked, could it be that Dugu Jian was really mistaken?

Is what Dugu Jian said true, or is what Dugu Jian said true?

"The old man never joked."

Dugu Jian said lightly: "In front of the old man, you still want to pretend?"

What happened eighteen years ago, the old man knows very well.

In order for someone to sit in Wushuang City instead of him, Dugu found a stand-in and let this stand-in sit in Wushuang City instead of him.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that he would die, and after he died, a substitute replaced him as the city lord of Wushuang City, and this replacement was eighteen years. "

Hearing Dugu Jian's words, the eyes of Dugu Ming, Dugu Meng, Shi Wuzun and others were all looking at Dugu Fang, and they had already begun to believe Dugu Jian's words.

After all, the Sword Saint Dugu Sword is the real hole card of Wushuang City, the true guardian spirit, and the real reason why Wushuang City can have a great name in the rivers and lakes.

Anyone can lie, but Sword Saint Dugu Jian is impossible.

Hearing Dugu Jian's words, Dugu Fang's face changed greatly, he already knew that Dugu Jian was likely to already know everything, he gritted his teeth, knelt down with a look of panic, and shouted with tears and snot: "Lord Sword Saint spares his life, Lord Sword Saint spares his life, it's not my fault, it's not that I want to become the city lord of Wushuang City, it was Dugu Fang who asked me to be a stand-in to sit in Wushuang City instead of him."

Originally, according to the meaning of Dugu Fang, I only needed to replace him for a while, and when he returned, I would become his shadow.

However, I also did not expect that the lone party would disappear, and it would be so many years to disappear.

Later, I guessed that the Dugu side might have died a long time ago..."

He knew very well that in front of a sword saint like Dugu Jian, he didn't have any chance.

There is not even a chance to escape.

Moreover, since Dugu Jian is not speculating and suspects that he is not the real Dugu party, but already has evidence, then, even if he continues to deny it, Dugu Jian will also make a move.

At that time, no matter what, he will die!

If you want to live, you can only beg for mercy!

Duguming and the others saw this scene, and they still didn't understand that the Dugu side was really just a fake, and the real Dugu party had died eighteen years ago.

Duguming and Dugumeng knew that their father had died a long time ago, and they kept calling out their father's Wushuang City Lord Dugu Fang, but it was just a stand-in that his father had found back then, and for a while, their moods became extremely complicated.

"Don't continue quibbling?"

Dugu Jian looked at Dugu Jian indifferently and said.

"Lord Sword Saint, it's really not that I wanted to occupy the position of Wushuang City Lord for so many years, it was the Dugu side who asked me to sit in Wushuang City instead of him, it was he who never came back."

"For so many years, I have sat in Wushuang City instead of Dugu Fang, even if I have no merit, there is hard work!"

"Please Lord Sword Saint spare the villain's life."

Hearing Dugu Jian's words, the look of panic on Dugu Jian's cheeks became even worse, and he hurriedly defended.

"If when the old man first exposed you, you did not choose to quibble, but directly admitted it, the old man may only nullify your skills."

"But now, it's impossible."

Dugu Jian's right hand was raised, and a sword qi had already appeared, attacking towards Dugu's side.

"No..."

Dugu Fang's pupils shrank in his eyes and shouted in horror.

It's just that he, the fake Wushuang City Lord, although he has been replacing the real Wushuang City Lord for many years, and he has already practiced the Dugu family's exercises, his strength is still only just half-step Martial Saint Realm Dacheng.

In front of Dugu Jian, a sword saint at the peak of the Martial Saint Realm, there was no resistance at all.

Laugh at!

This sword qi passed through Dugu's eyebrows, making him just say a word, and he was already dead.

Dugu's body fell to the ground, motionless.

"Come, send the body of the fake lonely party out and bury it."

Dugu Jian sighed and said. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

"Yes."

Hearing Dugu Jian's words, a city lord's mansion guard had already stepped forward quickly and took away the body of the fake Dugu side.

After watching this city lord's mansion guard take away the body of the fake lonely party.

Duguming and Dugumeng opened their mouths, wanting to say something, but they didn't know what to say.

"Lord Sword Saint, the city lord died eighteen years ago, and the false city lord died just now."

"The young master is only a Grandmaster Realm, I'm afraid he won't be able to support our Wushuang City."

"Please Lord Sword Saint sit in Wushuang City and guard Wushuang City."

Shi Wuzun hesitated, arched his hand at Dugu Jian, and said with a sincere face.

Dugu Jian has enough prestige and strength to protect Wushuang City, so that those people in the rivers and lakes dare not provoke and covet Wushuang City.

And he is the strongest protector of the Wushuang City City Lord's Mansion, and this sentence is the most appropriate for him.

"Please Lord Sword Saint sit in Wushuang City and guard Wushuang City."

The protectors of the Wushuang City City Lord Mansion all looked at Dugu Jian expectantly, and shouted in unison.

Duguming and Dugu Meng also looked at Dugu Jian with great expectation, hoping that Dugu Jian could stay and stay in Wushuang City.

Dugu Jian shook his head and said, "The old man will not sit in Wushuang City. "

Hearing Dugu Jian's words, Shi Wuzun and the others all showed disappointment.

Shi Wuzun smiled bitterly and said, "Lord Sword Saint, but if you don't sit in Wushuang City, I'm afraid there will be many disasters in our Wushuang (Qian Zhao) City. "

Duguming and the others were silent, they all knew that such a thing must be inevitable.

Even with the deterrent of Dugu Sword, a sword saint, easily no one dared to provoke Wushuang City.

However, there are no masters in Wushuang City, and it is still easy to have problems.

"Although the old man will not sit in Wushuang City."

"But it doesn't mean that the old man won't solve this problem."

Dugu Jian said with a flat face.

Hearing this, Shi Wuzun and the others' eyes lit up, and a big stone fell in their hearts, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"The old man has joined the Jinyiwei Offering Pavilion and has become a member of the Jinyiwei Offering Pavilion."

"Moreover, the old man has already told us that the Daming Dynasty Zhenguo Gong, Jinyiwei commanded the envoy, from today onwards, we have no matchless city and will be handed over to the imperial court to control."

Dugu Jian said in a low and powerful voice.