Retrograde fairy way

"My lord, that's it!" In the meeting hall of Zhuliantang, a man who looked like a subordinate was half-kneeling on the ground, reporting to the leader Li Batian.

Li Batian was expressionless, waved his hands slightly to make his subordinates retreat, and sat upright on the seat, making it impossible to see what kind of thoughts he had in his heart.

Three years ago, Zhuliantang suffered unknown losses many times. Up to now, under vigorous investigation, although some gains have been made, it is impossible to determine the other party's whereabouts.

And a few days ago, Li Fengyun, the son of the hall master Li Batian, and the second prince of the Great Xia Empire died in the Cuiyan Tower at the same time, just like adding fuel to the fire, making Li Batian, who was already on fire, once again. break out.

That night, if Xia Mingfang, one of the patriarchs of the royal family, hadn't intervened to stop him, I'm afraid the people of that night would have been burnt to ashes under his anger.

Even so, Li Batian still did not let go of the guardians of Li Fengyun in Zhuliantang except for the guards of the Xia family. His behavior made all the people in Zhuliantang silent. When facing Li Batian, be careful , for fear of provoking him to get angry again.

But at this time, with what the person said before and the clues obtained before, the person who secretly sabotaged the Casting Hall will definitely be wiped out, and Li Batian's anger can be vented. life.

After a long while, Li Batian, who was in silence, opened his mouth suddenly, causing everyone below to cheer up: "Li Wuyi, notify the Xia family."

"Yes!"

"Li Liuyi, order Li Chengfeng to take it away!"

"Yes!"

"The rest of you, follow me!"

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Wang Mo looked at the small courtyard where he had lived for three years, and silently packed up his last belongings, put the array disks and furnaces in the foundry into the storage ring, and even dismantled and installed the walls with his characteristics one by one. .

I plan to go out to seek a breakthrough, and I don't know how long it will be before I come back. I have to take all these things away, otherwise, I will have to worry about it when I go to another place. Fortunately, I have a storage ring. His own strength is far beyond ordinary people. It is naturally much more convenient to pack it up. .

As the last block of earthen wall was collected into the ring, the small courtyard became the situation when Wang Mo first arrived here.

Heaving a sigh of relief, he took a last look at the small courtyard where he had lived for three years. Wang Mo slowly turned and left, disappearing at the corner of the street. It would be many days before he indulged in the discovery of the disappearance of the people living here.

In the past three years, Wang Mo has been living in seclusion, mostly honing his skills and what he has learned, and rarely has the opportunity to interact with people, so most of the people around him don't know him, and when they meet occasionally, they are just passers-by.

Therefore, no one came to say goodbye to Wang Mo.

"It's time to see Tudou!" Thinking of Tudou, Wang Mo smiled. Perhaps, apart from thinking of Tudou, he didn't know when he smiled in the past few years.

Although Tudou was sent to the deep mountains by him for more than two years, its attachment to Wang Mo has not changed at all. Every time it meets, it will always act like a baby, just like a child.

In this regard, Wang Mo felt quite relieved. The two lives were close to forty, and he felt that Wang Mo, who had entered the age of forty, felt lonely from time to time, but Tudou's attachment to him made him feel dizzy from time to time. Get warm.

Although Wang Mo's current cultivation level is beyond the reach of ordinary people, he still likes to use his legs to travel, because the feeling of traveling in this way can make him always remember that he is a person, not those who regard human life Such a so-called strong man.

"Huh?" Wang Mo, who was walking along, suddenly frowned slightly.

Although the man just took a look, but Wang Mo's six senses are so keen, that kind of scrutiny eyes fell on him, and he reacted naturally.

But Wang Mo didn't look at the other party, he still pretended not to know, and walked forward slowly, but his scrutiny, but secretly scattered, and probed around.

Under the induction of his powerful spiritual sense, everything within a kilometer range around him was clearly displayed in his mind.

I saw a few people with normal faces, but their eyes were always intentional or unintentional, and they glanced at Wang Mo's back. Although they were well disguised, Wang Mo's spiritual sense is so powerful. Under all-round scanning, every tiny movement, reveal their intentions.

"Following?" Seeing such a situation, Wang Mo still didn't understand that he was being followed. Although he didn't know who the other party was, he could tell from their faint hostility that they were enemies rather than friends.

What's more, Wang Mo didn't have much interaction with others during the three years in Xiajing. Even Yang Shan'er, who had a great relationship with him, Wang Mo didn't recognize her for the sake of safety.

Under such circumstances, only the people in Zhuliantang would follow him if they cared about him!

Thinking of this, Wang Mo thought to himself: "I still underestimated these powerful forces!"

Consciously never showing his true face, and his whereabouts are quite secretive, his whereabouts are not expected to be known by outsiders, but he did not expect to be found by others, and it seems that he has made arrangements for himself.

Wang Mo sneered secretly, even if they knew, with his current strength, if he wanted to leave here, no one would be able to stop him!

Even though he knew that he was being followed, he felt that there was no danger, so Wang Mo pretended not to know anything, and continued to move forward, while those who followed him did not know that they had been exposed, and they were still hanging not far behind Wang Mo.

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"Da da da! Da da da!" The East City Gate, where people came and went in an orderly manner, fell into chaos with the arrival of a large group of knights.

"Quick! Quick! Quick! Block the city gate!"

Teams of guards in bright armor quickly separated the crowd and closed the city gate tightly. Pedestrians who walked a little slowly were pushed away by them arbitrarily!

Under such behavior, no one dared to make a slight resistance. After all, the clothes of those people all showed their identities to people. Among the royal guards in Xia Jing, no one dared to provoke them.

"what happened?"

"I do not know!"

"It looks like something big has happened!"

"Never mind him, just watch the excitement!"

Among the crowd, there were many voices of discussion, some were indifferent, some were quite curious, and some hurriedly left, with different behaviors, but everyone knew that something must have happened if the Royal Guard acted like this.

The leader of this group of people was none other than Xia Mingfang. He had received news from Casting Hall that the person who killed Xia Wuya had been found by them and was trying to leave the city, so they quickly sent someone to stop him.

As the person in charge of this matter, Xia Mingfang naturally wanted to come in person, not to mention that the person who died was one of the heirs of the royal family. If he couldn't understand, the royal family would definitely become the laughing stock of the empire just like the casting hall!

In the past, Zhuliantang had accidents one after another. The royal family took these incidents and ridiculed the people in Zhuliantang. In addition, three years ago, Zhuliantang made an outrageous request to erase Huayun Pavilion. Although it paid a large amount of resources, Huayun Pavilion As an old-school force in the empire, when the country was founded, it owed much to the empire.

But Li Batian ignored the imperial face at all, and forcibly started a war with Huayun Pavilion. Although he didn't know why the clan suppressed this matter, Xia Mingfang, who felt that he had lost the royal face, was quite dissatisfied with this matter.

Unexpectedly, three years later, one of the heirs of his own family died in the Cuiyan Tower together with Li Batian's son Li Fengyun, which made him even more annoyed and had nowhere to vent.

Knowing the exact news from Zhuliantang early this morning, Xia Ming conveniently led his people to the city gate non-stop, waiting for the person at the mouth of Zhuliantang to come.

He wanted to see who it was, who had the guts to kill someone from the royal family. Xia Mingfang, who felt that he had lost face in front of Li Batian, hated the person who killed Xia Wuya. .

Although he didn't know why the people in the Casting Hall had been missing for a long time, Xia Mingfang felt that he could handle it alone, so he didn't pay much attention to it. After all, he just sent a letter to the population, and he already knew that there was only one person on the other side.

Although the two died strangely, it can only show that the other party's sneak attack skills are too clever, and such a person, once exposed to broad daylight, does not have much combat effectiveness.

Xia Mingfang, who felt that he could judge Wang Mo, just sat on the horseback and stood quietly in front of the city gate, waiting for that man to appear.

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"Hmph! Li Batian, what do you mean?" In front of the branch of the Bichao Sect, an old man glared at Li Batian in front of him, and said in a deep voice.

"Bi Haifeng, hand over Yang Shan'er and Qin Sulan, two little sluts, and we can live in peace!" Li Batian looked at the old man expressionlessly and said.

"Don't say that the two of them are disciples of my Bichao Sect. Even if they are not, you want someone from my sect after you injured someone from my sect before my division. It's just a dream!" Bi Haifeng glanced at several mourners on the ground Disciple, flatly refuse.

Not to mention anything else, since the Bichao Sect is the top power in the cultivation world of the Great Xia, it cannot tolerate such bullying by others.

What's more, Li Batian came to the door and hurt people without saying why, which is tantamount to slapping Bi Chaozong in the face. How can he, as the head of the branch, agree to such a thing?

If this is the case, he can agree, and he doesn't need to go back to the sect to apologize. I am afraid that someone in the sect will come to clean up the sect.

"Hehehe, I really don't cry when I see the coffin! This deity gave you the face of Bi Chaozong, and I ask you again, will you hand it over?" Li Batian was not surprised when he saw this. If Bi Haifeng handed over someone, he would feel that It's strange, but, at this time, he can't tolerate the other party not making friends.

"So what if you don't pay?" Hearing Li Batian sneer, Bi Haifeng's heart skipped a beat, but Bi Chaozong's face was serious, so he couldn't allow him to think too much, and he was still stiff.

"Go up, those who dare to obstruct will be killed without mercy!" Seeing this, Li Batian stopped talking, and immediately gave an order, and saw six figures jumping out from behind them brazenly, and rushed towards Bi Haifeng and the others.

"What?" Seeing this, Bi Haifeng looked at this scene in disbelief, and heard screams from around him, and immediately ignored other things, and said anxiously: "You dare? Are you not afraid that I, Bi Chaozong, will pursue you?"

He never imagined that Li Batian dared to disregard the power of Bichao Sect, the top force, and dared to give the order to kill his disciples.

"Hmph, frog in the well, your opponent is me!" Seeing that Bi Haifeng was going to rescue his disciple, Li Batian swung his body like a goshawk to his back.

Then, a scuffle started!