"So many monks...... Seven Nights is so hateful, but then again, this time the red women can't escape, I still want to find a job to find out what kind of conspiracy they are engaged in. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Ning Qingqiu was biting his ears with Mingyuan in a small voice, they were in the City Lord's Mansion at this time, but it was not the main hall of the hospitality yesterday, but in a side hall on the right, surrounded by other monks who had come to participate in this plan.

However, at this time, they didn't know that the hiding place of the "Ghost Knife" had been discovered, but the Lord of Baihua City hurriedly summoned them to come, and all of them were hesitant and satisfied, and they wanted to make miraculous achievements and be admired by thousands of people.

I wonder how many people will die today?

Qingqiu's expression was slightly stunned, but she quickly stopped thinking about those misunderstandings, in this world, she is either killing or being killed, and she is not a saint who can save the world, but people are not killed for themselves.

It's all a choice that people make themselves. And there is a price to be paid for making a choice.

Mingyuan's eyebrows were full of smiles, his sword eyebrows were flying, and his mood had been very, very good since he saw the strange celestial phenomena yesterday, and it had continued until now.

It can be seen that the Diliu berry is really a very important thing for Mingyuan, but Mingyuan has never seen any good things, Tai**hua is indeed what the world wants, but he is very fond of the mountains, rivers, plants, birds and beasts and other creatures in the world, and the effect for human beings is far less than that of wild beasts.

Therefore, every time Emperor Liulu was born, it was a carnival day for wild beasts, and of course it would also promote the growth of countless rare and exotic elixirs and fairy grasses, but the latter was an extremely long time.

However, there are not many portions of the emperor's slurry, so it has always been a situation where there are more monks and less porridge, and the desolate beasts will often occupy the height of the emperor's slurry that is more suitable for grabbing, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, and they can easily collect it, because this is the inheritance memory engraved in the bloodline, which belongs to the instinct of the desolate beast.

I don't know why Mingyuan is so eager for the emperor's slurry, but Qingqiu didn't ask, as a friend, don't doubt each other, don't ask, Mingyuan told her that she would listen carefully, if he didn't say it, he must have a hard time.

At this time, a male cultivator dressed in a white monk's robe and covered with a phantom blue gauze robe walked towards them, and arched his hand to the two of them and said, "I am Yun Lan, a disciple of the Liuyun Sect, seeing that the two are extraordinary, I want to get acquainted, I wonder if the two Taoist friends can appreciate their faces?"

The noisy discussion of the crowd stopped suddenly, and all eyes were focused on this, no wonder they reflected too much, the people present could have the courage to participate in the task of exterminating the "ghost knife", naturally not simple people, all of them have their own hole cards, not famous disciples, or extremely strong scattered cultivation, although it is impossible to kill the ghost knife for seven nights with their own strength, but the ants bite the elephant to death, how can such a grand event not arouse the active participation of the monks?

Not to mention that there is also a treasure in the inner treasury that the Lord of Hundred Flowers is hanging in front of him as bait.

Just killed Seven Nights, then as one of the twelve nights of the Dark Night Tower, he didn't know how many treasures he had on his body...... How is it possible not to make the monks crazy?

Qingqiu and Mingyuan were personally led into the side hall by Wushu today, and their attitude towards them was extremely pleasant and pleasant, and they attached great importance to them, so the proud sons of heaven and the arrogant monks present were not convinced, which one of them was not commendable behind it, how could Ning Qingqiu and Mingyuan take the limelight?

Especially Ning Qingqiu, a female cultivator who is close to the middle stage of Qi cultivation, what can she do? They regard Mingyuan as a real young master who is ignorant of the world, and they have to take the beautiful female cultivator with them before going to the battlefield, what is this not brain-dead?

It's just that they don't know the specific situation, and now that Yun Lan is on top, they naturally have an attitude of watching a good show, and they want to see how Mingyuan responds.

Wushu is very optimistic about Mumu, as a disciple of Qingyun Sect, there is a master who is as powerful as the city lord on his head, although this master has a bit of an eccentric temperament, but it is harmless, the strong have always had a reason to be capricious, and as long as there is strength, respect and awe will never disappear.

He is a little bit at odds with Mu Qi, but he doesn't really have a grudge, it's just that the two of them work under the city lord together, and their cultivation status is almost the same, but the methods and principles of dealing with people are a little different, so there will naturally be a little hostility towards each other, but this will not affect their loyalty to the city lord's mansion.

This is also the reason why the Hundred Flowers City Lord turned a blind eye to this, and within the scope of control, the healthy competition under his subordinates was not a bad thing, but a favorable thing.

But the most annoying thing about Wushu is that Mu Qi always thinks about finding benefits for the Mu family, but he doesn't hurt the city lord at all, and he has been holding his breath for the Mu family. He is an orphan, rescued and cultivated by the city lord, and he is truly the grace of recreation, for him, the sword of the Hundred Flowers City Lord refers to is the place where he fights.

Although Mu Mu is a member of the Mu family, he has a very good impression of Wushu, the young Tianjiao monk, but he is not arrogant, he is humble and graceful, and the most important thing is that he is dedicated to making plans for the city lord to eradicate the hateful enemy of the ghost knife, and Wushu naturally treats him differently.

Today, he took the initiative to ask Ying to pick up Ning Qingqiu and his party.

However, he didn't know that this had attracted the hostility of the other monks, and he had already accompanied Mu Qi to guard the city lord's side in the city lord's waiting hall at this time.

Because of the few people who appeared in the main hall at this time, each of them was a powerful child!

The lord of Baihua City is out of blood this time, please move the people present to almost wipe out his old bottom, the ghost knife is not a weak chicken that will fall as soon as he kills, he is a dangerous person, if he wants to make a move in his infancy, he naturally can't do white work, no matter whether he dies in the last seven nights or not, let them shoot naturally have to give a satisfactory price.

However, as the lord of a city, Baihua has been scavenging and saving for so many years, and he can still do it by gritting his teeth, he invited a total of four Yuanying Monks, as for Elder Zheng's arrival, it was an unexpected joy, and now he has a total of six Yuanying Monks to preside over this plan, which can be described as foolproof!

He elaborated on his detailed plan, and several Yuanying monks below sighed slightly, and they all readily agreed, and a middle-aged man in yellow robe had a voice as loud as a bell, and his breath was long: "Since the city lord has made such a good plan, we are naturally willing to help the city lord." ”

The one who spoke was the yellow-robed ancestor in the dust, whose attributes were partial to the earth, and he was known to be invincible where he stood on the earth, and his strength was extraordinary, of course, Qiye was noncommittal on this point.

The frog at the bottom of the well, sitting in the well and watching the sky, dares to say arrogantly and undefeated. There is no truly invincible person in the world, only a monk with an invincible heart!

The former is conceited, the latter is self-reliant!(To be continued.) )