"The matter of Peking Hall?"

Han Muyun looked at him suspiciously, "Sit, Lao Luo, what's going on in Beijing Hall?"

"Murong Xianxian used to be a subordinate of the Secret Service, and she came to the Yuanling Great World through the teleportation array of our control, and now this Beijing Hall should be the ...... to which our Secret Service belongs."

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

Han Muyun's face suddenly became stern, he stood up, and quickly placed a ban on the room to isolate sound and divine snooping, and then said sternly: "Lao Luo, what you have been thinking during this time, I know and can understand. However, I definitely don't support it!"

"Director Han, listen to me......"

"Listen to me first. I'm afraid you'll have this idea when you get to this Rob Island. But you only said it today, I'm afraid you were still influenced by the people of Yunhai Dao. I'm not saying that you were used as a gun by someone else, the key is whether you can use this gun or not.

Lao Luo, you only know that Beijing Hall is making money every day, but do you know its personnel composition? Do you know the guardian power of Beijing Hall? Do you know the origin of her elixirs? Do you really think that Murong Xianxian alone can support the supply of these elixirs, and can protect the safety of Beijing Hall alone?"

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

"You don't know anything!"

Han Muyun glared at him a little angrily, "Murong Xianxian is an elder of the Putuo faction, and she is the sect master of the Wendefang lineage, she joined the secret service, do you really dare to treat her as a subordinate? Not to mention that she has already left the secret service." The Kunlun faction and the Putuo faction have always been not on good terms, and this time it is just to instigate you to come forward and probe Murong Xianxian's bottom line. Iron striking still needs its own hardness, Murong Xianxian is still a kind of affectionate, we now rely on Murong Xianxian's power, on the one hand, we can silently improve our strength, and on the other hand, we can also use her power to find Bai Xue's whereabouts. In this world, strength is the foundation of a qiē, and if you don't have strength, you will be honest and honest, which is completely different from when you were in China. ”

Seeing Luo Jinghao's expression, it seemed that he was a little enlightened, and Han Muyun's tone also softened, "Old Luo, if they want to make trouble in the sea of clouds, let them make trouble, we won't participate"

He pointed to his head: "The concept needs to change, we are not at home, we cannot exercise the privileges given to us by the state here, we can only rely on self-discipline to fulfill our duties." ”

"I see, Director Han. Luo Jinghao was a little gloomy.

Although Han Muyun's series of questions caught him off guard, he had to admit that he had really not thought through it well and was too wishful thinking.

Looking at the figure of Luo Jinghao leaving, Han Muyun's face was worried, now that his foothold was not stable, there were already such signs, and he didn't know what would happen after a long time. But he can be sure that once his team shows the appearance or actions of coveting the Beijing Hall, it is absolutely impossible for Murong Xianxian to retreat, and the best way is to ...... Han Muyun's eyes lit up, and he suddenly had an idea.

......

Poof!

The last three crypt flying squirrels were pierced through their heads by sword qi, and the battle finally stopped, and Murong Xianxian also breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now when they came to this open area to rest, suddenly these cave flying squirrels burst out of the ground, this kind of monster beast is not big, only two feet long, less than a foot high, but their teeth are extremely sharp, and there are bat-like membranous wings on both sides of the body, which can do short low-altitude flights, with sharp claws and sharp teeth, and contain severe poison. The most helpless thing is that although these guys are separated from the ground by the formation, they will make holes from the ground and attack Murong Xianxian and others, and in a hurry, Murong Xianxian didn't have the heart to arrange a large formation, so he could only fight.

Fortunately, the highest level of these crypt flying squirrels is only a fifth-level demon beast, and after a fight, thousands of crypt flying squirrels were finally killed, and the ground was a demon pill rolling, and the blood flowed like a river, and there was a feeling of vomiting when staying here.

Just when Murong Xianxian and the others were collecting the demon pill, the light suddenly flickered in the distance, and the eight or nine rays of light shot towards this side almost close to the ground, and it didn't take long for them to get close.

In the retreat, the figures of nine human race monks appeared, and the first young monk wearing cyan armor glanced at this side, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Huo Yunda, long time no see!"

"It's best not to see, Song Chaoshan, what should you do, don't get tired of it in front of me. 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 polite.

After dealing with Huo Yunda for a while, Murong Xianxian also has a general understanding of Huo Yunda's character, this person is relatively sleek, even if he has any opinions about people, he will not take it lightly on his face, and now he can talk like this, obviously he has a very good opinion on this Song Chaoshan. However, what makes Murong Xianxian strange is that this Song Chaoshan is also a monk of Jinghai Sect, and I don't know if it is a drama of being jealous of the same family.

"Hehe, Huo Yunda, why is your temper so big? After all, we are also the same family, and we should take care of each other. Song Chaoshan said gloomily behind him.

"Liu Shaolin, you guy is actually here too. Huo Yunda glanced at the monk, snorted coldly, and said with a disdainful expression.

"Huo Yunda, you have a good collection. ”

Liu Shaolin's gaze swept over the corpses of those cave flying squirrels on the ground, although the minions of this demon beast can extract toxins, they are not a valuable thing, but their inner pill is of good quality, it is a good material for refining the elixir, which is all over the ground, and they can't help but be unmoved.

Listening to a Jinghai Sect monk whispering a few words, Murong Xianxian knew that although this Song Chaoshan and Liu Shaolin belonged to the same Jinghai Sect monks as Huo Yunda, they did not belong to the same island, that is, they had different branches of the same sect, and there had always been friction between them.

At this time, the people who collected the demon pill also noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere here, and they gathered over one after another, looking at Song Chaoshan and the others vigilantly.

"Huo Yunda, you have been here for so long, the harvest should be good, we belong to the same sect, should we see it?" Liu Shaolin saw that Huo Yunda's face was ugly, so he smiled and said, a pair of triangular eyes, and glanced at the Jinghai Sect monks behind Huo Yunda and the others, they were basically in the condensation stage, and their strength was far inferior to their nine infant stage monks.

"Liu Shaolin, you are too polite, although we are the same family, we don't have that friendship yet, do you want to rob it?" Huo Yunda said coldly.

"Huo Yunda, the fire hurts the liver, there are so many demon pills, you don't need to swallow them alone, right?"

Liu Shaolin's eyes rolled for a moment, and he glanced at Song Chaoshan, this Huo Yunda has always been at odds with them, but he didn't expect to meet here, in this underground, it is normal for someone to die by accident, even if Huo Yunda and others die here, no one will see it, although Huo Yunda has a lot of people, but the real infant monks are Huo, Guan, and Yun, and then the unknown female cultivator next to them, they already have a plan in their hearts.

"Huo Yunda, don't talk nonsense, I didn't say that I was going to rob your demon pill. Song Chaoshan put his hands behind his back and made a gesture to the others, and the other eight people immediately moved their bodies slowly, seeing that the situation was to outflank.

Seeing Song Chaoshan hiding the knife in his smile, Murong Xianxian felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong, and frowned, if the other party wanted to make a move, it would be troublesome on his side, Huo Yunda and the others were just general friends with herself, she didn't mean to top the tank for the other party, but if she was alone, there was no problem for her to leave directly, but with the Murong brothers and Li Yaoyao, she must take them with her when she wants to leave, I am afraid that she will inevitably show her feet, and looking at the posture of these people, not only to rob the demon pill, but also to kill people.

"Murong Daoyou, I'm dragging you down, this matter has nothing to do with you, if there is a fight in the meeting, Senior Brother Guan and I will cover you, you should hurry up and run for your lives alone." Huo Yunda suddenly came to Murong Xianxian and said in a low voice.

Murong Xianxian's gaze swept over Song Chaoshan and the others, and quickly thought of countermeasures, Huo Yunda is not bad-hearted, he should help him just by virtue of this, and helping others is also helping himself, at least Song Chaoshan and the others have no way to get along with themselves...... Of course, there is an extreme way, that is, to kill people and kill people, but in this way, at least Huo Yunda and these people can't stay, and the trouble is that there are very likely to be monks from other sects around here, in case it is spread out, the Beijing Hall will be in danger.

Song Chaoshan still stood in place with a smile, while Liu Shaolin and the others were outflanking Murong Xianxian and the others.

Liu Shaolin's goal is Murong Xianxian, in his mind, this foreign monk must be Huo Yunda's friend, maybe it is still his friend, solve Murong Xianxian first, then Huo Yunda will definitely be confused, and it will be much easier to solve him at that time.

"Get out!" Murong Tingtao saw Liu Shaolin coming over with bad intentions, and couldn't help but be furious, and rushed over to punch him.

"Look for death!" Liu Shaolin was furious, raised his hand, and a sword light flew out of his sleeve and slashed towards Murong Tingtao.

"Humph!"

Murong snorted coldly when he heard Tao, and a fine light shot out from the bottom of his wrist, and 'Zheng' blocked the flying sword.

"Good baby!"

When Liu Shaolin saw the pen-shaped treasure, his eyes lit up, revealing a salivating look, and while directing the flying sword to continue the attack, he said loudly: "Boy, give me the treasure in your hand, and I can spare you from dying today!"

"Dream!" Murong listened to Tao shaking his wrist and waving his pen, sprinkling heavy pen shadows, sealing the front of him through the wind and rain.

Dingdingding......

Murong Tingtao waved the Spring and Autumn Pen and fought with Liu Shaolin, and the stirred spiritual power fluctuations spread far away, causing some monks who were hiding nearby, fearing that the world would not be chaotic, so frightened that they fled. (To be done.)