Yuxiang

"What about the Peking Hall?"

Han Muyun looked at him suspiciously, "Sit down, Lao Luo, what happened to Beijing Hall?"

"Murong Xianxian used to be a subordinate of the Secret Service. She came to Yuanling World through the teleportation array controlled by us. Now this Beijing Hall should belong to our Secret Service..."

"Okay, Lao Luo, I know what you're going to say!"

Han Muyun's face suddenly became serious, he stood up, quickly placed a barrier in the room to isolate sound and prying eyes, and then said seriously: "Lao Luo, I know what you've been thinking during this time, I also know I can understand. However, I absolutely do not support it!"

"Director Han, listen to me..."

"Listen to me first. I'm afraid you had this idea when you came to Rob Island. But you only said it today, and I'm afraid you were influenced by Taoist Yunhai. I'm not saying that you were used as a gun by others , the key is this gun, can you hold fire.

Lao Luo, you only know that Beijing is making money every day, but do you know its personnel composition?Do you know the guardian force of Beijing Church?Do you know the origin of her panacea?Do you really think that Murong Xianxian alone can support the supply of these panaceas?Can one person keep Beijing Hall safe? "

A series of questions made Luo Jinghao feel a little dazed. He opened his mouth and found that he really had nothing to answer, and he couldn't help but sweat profusely on his head.

"you do not know any think!"

Han Muyun glared at him angrily, "Murong Xianxian is an elder of the Putuo Sect and the suzerain of the Wendefang lineage. She joined the Secret Service. Do you really dare to treat her as a subordinate? What's more, she has already left Secret Service. The Kunlun faction and the Putuo faction have always been at odds. This time it is just to instigate you to come forward and probe Murong Xianxian's bottom line. You need to be hardworking yourself. Murong Xianxian is still a man of affection. We are now relying on Murong Xianxian's influence On the one hand, you can silently improve your own strength, and on the other hand, you can also use her power to find the whereabouts of Baixue and the others. In this world, strength is the foundation of everything. It’s completely different from what it was back home.”

Seeing Luo Jinghao's expression seemed to be enlightened, Han Muyun's tone softened, "Lao Luo, if Yunhai and the others want to make a fuss, let them do it, and we won't participate,"

He pointed to his head: "The concept needs to be changed. We are not in the country. We cannot exercise the privileges granted to us by the state here. We can only rely on self-discipline to fulfill our duties."

"I understand. Director Han." Luo Jinghao was a little sad.

Although Han Muyun's series of questions caught him off guard, he had to admit that his consideration was indeed incomplete and too wishful thinking.

Looking at Luo Jinghao's leaving figure, Han Muyun had a look of worry on his face, and this sign has already appeared now that his footing is not stable.I don't know what will happen over time.But he can be sure that Murong Xianxian will absolutely not back down once the members of his team show their looks or actions that covet Beijing Hall. The best way is...Han Muyun's eyes lit up, and he suddenly had an idea.

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puff!puff!puff!

The last three crypt flying squirrels were pierced through the heads by the sword energy, the fighting finally stopped, and Murong Xianxian heaved a sigh of relief.

When they came to this open area to rest just now, these crypt flying squirrels suddenly sprang out from the ground. This kind of monster is not big, only two feet long.They are less than one foot high, but their teeth are extremely sharp, and there are bat-like membranous wings on both sides of their bodies, which can fly short distances and low altitudes, and their claws are strong.And it is highly toxic.The most frustrating thing is that although these guys are separated from the ground by formations, they will dig holes from the ground and attack Murong Xianxian and others. In a hurry, Murong Xianxian didn't have the intention to arrange a large formation, so he could only challenge.

Fortunately, the most advanced of these crypt flying squirrels is only a fifth-level monster. After a lot of fighting, they finally killed thousands of crypt flying squirrels. A nauseating feeling.

When Murong Xianxian and others were collecting the demon pills, there was a flash of light in the distance, eight or nine rays of light shot towards this side almost close to the ground, and they came close in a short time.

Nine human cultivators appeared in the place where the light faded away. The first one, a young cultivator in blue armor, glanced at this side, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Huo Yunda, long time no see!"

"It's best not to see, Song Chaoshan, what are you doing, don't get bored in front of my eyes." Huo Yunda didn't seem to have a good relationship with this person, he didn't have a good face at all, and his tone was even more rude.

After interacting with Huo Yunda for a period of time, Murong Xianxian has a general understanding of Huo Yunda's personality. This person is relatively smooth in life, and even if he has any opinions on others, he will not easily express them on his face. It is obvious that he can speak like this now. I have a lot of opinions on this Song Chaoshan.However, what surprised Murong Xianxian was that this Song Chaoshan was also a monk of the Jinghai Sect, so he wondered if it was a scene of jealousy from the same family.

"Hehe, Huo Yunda, why are you so angry? After all, we are also from the same family, and we should take care of each other." Song Chaoshan said darkly behind a person.

"Liu Shaolin, you're here too." Huo Yunda glanced at the monk, snorted coldly, and said with disdain.

"Huo Yunda, you have a good collection."

Liu Shaolin glanced at the corpses of those crypt flying squirrels on the ground. Although the minions of these monsters can extract toxins, they are not valuable things, but their internal alchemy is of good quality, and it is a good material for refining elixir. It's all over the place, so they can't help being unmoved.

Hearing a few whispered words from a monk of the Jinghai Sect, Murong Xianxian realized that although Song Chaoshan and Liu Shaolin belonged to the same monks of the Jinghai Sect as Huo Yunda, they did not belong to the same island, that is to say, they belonged to the same sect Different branches have always had friction with each other.

At this time, the people who collected the demon pills also sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere here, and they all gathered together, watching Song Chaoshan and the others vigilantly.

"Huo Yunda, you have been here for so long, you should have gained a lot, right? We belong to the same family, shouldn't we have a share?" Seeing Huo Yunda's ugly face, Liu Shaolin smiled and said, with a pair of triangular eyes, he glanced around Those Jinghai sect monks behind Huo Yunda and the others are basically in the liquid condensation stage, and their strength is far inferior to the nine infant stage monks.

"Liu Shaolin, you are too polite. Although we are from the same family, we still don't have that kind of friendship. Do you want to fight?" Huo Yunda said coldly.

"Huo Yunda, the fire hurts the liver, so many demon pills, you don't need to take them all by yourself?" Liu Shaolin rolled his eyes, and exchanged glances with Song Chaoshan. This Huo Yunda had never been on good terms with them, but he didn't expect to meet them here Well, in this underground, it is normal for someone to die accidentally. Even if Huo Yunda and others died here, no one would see them. , and next to the female cultivator whose depth is unknown, they already had a calculation in their hearts.

"Huo Yunda, don't talk nonsense, I never said that I want to steal your demon pill." Song Chaoshan gestured to the others with his hands behind his back, and the other eight people immediately moved slowly, depending on the situation, they wanted to outflank them. .

Seeing Song Chaoshan hiding the knife in his smile, Murong Xianxian felt something was wrong in the atmosphere, and frowned. If the other party wanted to make a move, he would be in trouble. Huo Yunda and the others were just casual acquaintances with her, so she didn't stand up for the other party. But if she was alone, it would be no problem for her to leave directly, but with the Murong siblings and Li Yaoyao, she would definitely take them with her when she was about to leave. , not only to grab the demon pill, but also to kill people to silence them.

"Fellow Daoist Murong, I'm dragging you down. This matter has nothing to do with you. If a fight breaks out later, Junior Brother Guan and I will cover you. Hurry up and run for your lives alone." Huo Yunda suddenly came to Murong Xianxian, bowed Said loudly.

Murong's slender eyes swept over Song Chaoshan and the others, thinking of countermeasures quickly, Huo Yunda is a good-hearted person, and based on this alone, he should help him, and helping others is also helping himself, at least Song Chaoshan and others have no choice I can't make it up with myself...Of course, there is another extreme way, that is to kill people to silence them, but in this way, at least people like Huo Yunda can't stay, and the trouble is that there are probably monks from other sects around here. If it is spread, Beijing Hall will be in danger.

Song Chaoshan still stood there with a smile on his face, while Liu Shaolin and the others surrounded Murong Xianxian and the others.

Liu Shaolin's target is obviously Murong Xianxian. When he thinks about it, this foreign monk must be Huo Yunda's friend, maybe he is also his best friend. If Murong Xianxian is dealt with first, then Huo Yunda will be in a mess, and it will be much easier to deal with him then.

"Go away!" Murong Tingtao saw Liu Shaolin approaching with malicious intentions, couldn't help being furious, rushed over and punched him.

"Looking for death!" Liu Shaolin was furious, raised his hand, and a sword light flew out from his sleeve, and cut towards Murong Tingtao.

"Humph!"

Murong Tingtao snorted coldly, shot out a ray of light from the bottom of his wrist, blocked the flying sword with a 'Zheng'.

"Good baby!"

Seeing the pen-shaped treasure, Liu Shaolin's eyes lit up, showing a salivating look, while directing the flying sword to continue attacking, he said loudly: "Boy, dedicate the treasure in your hand to me, and I can spare you today! "

"Dream!" Murong Tingtao waved his pen with a flick of his wrist, and sprinkled a lot of brush shadows, sealing the front of him airtight.

ding ding ding...

Murong Tingtao fought with Liu Shaolin with his Spring and Autumn Brush, and the aroused fluctuation of spiritual power spread far away, scaring some monks who were hiding nearby and feared that the world would not be chaotic, and fled in fright.