Quan Haoran once again clasped his fists to Zhuo Buqun, "Master Zhuo not only saved their lives, but also saved their hearts. Such merits are immeasurable!"

Zhuo Buqun smiled, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart. He saved more than 100,000 people at once and made his heart feel extremely smooth.

Then Zhuo Buqun's eyes passed by the many victims, and his expression became solemn again, saying, "Master Quan, you should quickly consider how to eliminate the locust plague and how to provide disaster relief after the disaster!"

The expressions of ministers such as Quan Haoran became solemn. Almost the entire territory of Chiye Prefecture was subjected to locust plagues, countless people were affected, and the people were displaced. It was far from enough to save these tens of thousands of people.

Eliminate locust plagues and provide relief to the victims, and there are even more headaches waiting for them.

Akano Prefecture City, the city lord's mansion.

Deep in a palace, Prince Yong was lying on a chair, expressionless, his fingers gently tapped the armrest of the chair, and there was a faint murderous aura between his eyebrows.

The entire hall was filled with a cold breath, and the air seemed to condense. Even the moonshine on the walls emitted light became dim and cold.

If anyone familiar with Prince Yong sees this scene, he will know that he is on the verge of an outbreak at this time.

When Prince Yong is angry, someone will fall to the ground, or even blood will flow into a river.

Therefore, at this time, even the person closest to Prince Yong will stay away from him as much as possible to avoid undesirable disasters.

The carefully planned major plan was ultimately failed, and it was related to whether the prince could be defeated and replaced by a major event. How could Prince Yong not be angry?

The anger in Prince Yong's heart at this time was even ten times stronger than the last time the Zhen family suffered a sudden disaster and his uncle died.

The light in the house suddenly dimmed.

A circular moonlight appeared from nothingness, and then the aperture disappeared, and Wei Yang's figure appeared in the center of the hall.

"Wei Yang is incompetent and ruins the prince's affairs. Please punish him!"

Wei Yang knelt in front of Prince Yong, his whole body trembling and terrified.

Prince Yong said nothing, but the atmosphere inside the house became more depressing, cold, and invisible murderous aura filled the entire house, almost suffocating.

Bang! The few star globe on the wall could not withstand this amazing pressure and even burst out directly.

Wei Yang's body trembled even harder.

"Do you know how much thought I have lost?

Do you know what the consequences will be if things are exposed?”

Prince Yong said lightly, without any emotion in his voice.

"The sins of subordinates will be redeemable if they die!"

Wei Yang kowtowed repeatedly.

"Then I will let you die!"

Prince Yong finally broke out and stood up suddenly, and a huge murderous aura burst out. The chair under him, the coffee table in front of him and the items on the coffee table, instantly shattered and turned into powder.

The extremely strong murderous aura condensed into a white silk and swept it out, slashing it on Wei Yang's body.

Puff! Wei Yang's body collapsed, turned into a ball of black fog and rolled violently, and then quickly condensed.

He was actually a soul body like the Huangquan killer Wutong.

Although Prince Yong failed to kill Wei Yang, he felt as if he had been trampled by thousands of troops, and his whole body was trembling.

Scream! Prince Yong released his fighting spirit one after another, defeating Wei Yang's body again and again, as if he was going to tear him to pieces before he could give up.

After more than a dozen times, Wei Yang's body became empty and would collapse at any time.

He was killed more than a dozen times. If his will was not extremely tenacious, his will would have collapsed and his soul would have been scattered.

"I deserve to die for ten thousand sins, but I cannot die yet!"

Wei Yang knelt on the ground again and said in a trembling voice.

Prince Yong laughed instead of anger: "Tell me, why can't you die?"

Wei Yang said: "The subordinates have some uses for the prince, and... Zhuo Buqun is not dead, how can he be content with him?

I have made arrangements before, so that Zhuo Buqun will die without a doubt!”

The murderous aura on Prince Yong instantly constrained and he looked at Wei Yang with a sharp look: "Then I will give you another chance. If it still fails, it will be useless for me to keep you."

"Thank you, Prince!"

Wei Yang was overjoyed, and the moonlight aperture was released from his body, and he once again escaped into the void.

A few days later.

In a hotel in Zhoucheng.

Zhuo Buqun sat cross-legged in the same room.

After a long time, his body trembled, and the fighting spirit surged in his body, and a majestic aura surged out, impacting the surrounding formations, and the formation light curtain trembled.

Huh! Zhuo Buqun let out a long breath, and a milky white breath spurted out from his mouth and nose like a spiritual snake, disappeared into the space, and then his body quickly calmed down.

"I have reached the peak of the high-level Dou Sect and am about to break through to the Dou King!"

Zhuo Buqun smiled slightly, and his eyes showed joy.

During this period, he first untied Duanmu Yu's heart and saved more than 100,000 victims. His heart was unobstructed and his mood continued to change. With the assistance of elixirs and other resources, the speed of improvement was naturally amazing. At this time, he had already touched the peak of Dou Zong and was about to attack Dou King.

Zhuo Buqun withdrew the formation and ended his practice. A piece of jade slip in the Starry Sky Ring became moving.

It was Quan Haoran who sent news that he asked him to go to the city lord's mansion to discuss matters.

After solving the disaster victims in Yunzhi Valley, Zhuo Buqun did not participate in the aftermath of the disaster relief. Everything was presided over by Quan Haoran, and he was probably already in a state of great trouble at this time.

Come to the meeting hall of the city lord's mansion.

Quan Haoran, other ministers from the court, as well as more than a hundred officials of all sizes and sizes from Akano Prefecture were all in the hall.

Zhuo Buqun's arrival attracted a look of many officials in Akano Prefecture. The incident in Yunzhigu had long been spreading, which shocked Akano Prefecture. These officials were both awe and very curious about Zhuo Buqun.

"Master Zhuo, please sit here."

Quan Haoran asked Zhuo Buqun to sit down beside him.

"This time I discussed government affairs, what should Lord Quan ask irrelevant people to do?"

A middle-aged man with extraordinary demeanor and great authority suddenly spoke, his tone of dissatisfaction.

This person is the Lord of Akano City, who is in charge of the entire Akano Prefecture, and his surname is Hao, and he is Prince Yong.

Zhuo Buqun and Quan Haoran are both very clear about the matter of the Moon Worshiping God Sect. Even if Lord Hao did not personally participate, he would manipulate it behind the scenes. He just couldn't catch his handle and could not do anything to him for a while.

Quan Haoran snorted and said unhappily: "If Lord Hao has a good way to provide disaster relief, why should I ask Master Zhuo to come?"

"Will Master Zhuo have a way to provide disaster relief?"

Lord Hao smiled, smiling and not smiling, and then showed a sarcastic look: "I heard that Master Zhuo is rich enough to rival a country. Chiyezhou suffered such a great disaster. Master Zhuo will definitely not be stingy and generously donate to the victims!"

Zhuo Buqun raised his eyebrows and his eyes became sharp. "I wonder how much has Lord Hao donated?"

Lord Hao said: "As long as Master Zhuo is willing to donate, the Lord of the City will definitely follow his example."

Zhuo Buqun stared at City Lord Hao and sneered: "I donate 2 billion low-grade star stones. City Lord Hao should not be less than this number, right?"

Quan Haoran smiled and said, "Thank you, Master Zhuo and Lord Hao!"

Lord Hao's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Of course he could take out the 200 million low-grade star stones, but being forced by Zhuo Buqun to donate such a large sum to the victims was like being wasted in vain, and he was naturally extremely unhappy.

Other officials in Akano Prefecture dared not say anything, for fear of being targeted by Zhuo Buqun, and a lot of blood was released in vain.

"Master Zhuo came here because he wanted to discuss the disaster relief matters."

Quan Haoran sighed heavily, looking frowning, and then slowly told Zhuo Buqun the difficulties he encountered.
Chapter completed!