The sun shone through the window on the large rosewood table, on which was covered with a huge white paper, and the lord of the Hundred Flowers City was wearing a wide black robe, with no lumps on it, only the cufflinks were wrapped with golden vine patterns, showing his noble status. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He carried a pen, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, his back was straight, and the tip of the pen stained with blood-colored cinnabar ink was painted on the white paper.

"Report to the city lord, Lord Mu is here. ”

Outside the door, the voice of the city lord's guard sounded.

The Hundred Flowers City Lord stopped, brushed his hand, and flicked the sleeves of his robe: "Let him in." ”

However, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, at this time, Mu Qi was not busy gathering many invited monks with Wushu, how could he come back to him?

If it's not urgent, you shouldn't come back to bother him.

As soon as Mu Qi entered the door, he saw the Hundred Flowers City Lord sitting on the main seat in the hall, and he knelt on the ground with a respectful expression.

The Hundred Flowers City Lord has the grace to save his life, and he has the friendship of a half-teacher, which is a figure that Mu Qi really respects, and it is also the reason why he, as the mainstay of the Mu family's generation, is willing to stay in the City Lord's Mansion as the commander of the guards. He had also heard a little about the grievances between the Hundred Flowers City Lord and the Ghost Knife Seven Nights, but he hated that his cultivation was too low to help him slash the enemy.

"Mu Qi, why did you come to me at this time? Is there news of the ghost knife?"

At this, his eyes sparkled.

Mu Qi shook his head: "My subordinates are incompetent, and I haven't heard the news of the ghost knife." But the subordinates brought good news to the city lord, there are disciples of the Qingyun Sect of the Sixth-Order Sect who have come to help!"

He briefly explained the matter of the lost eldest grandson in the second room of the Mu family, and the city lord of Baihua had heard a little about this matter before, but he didn't expect that the exiled descendant of the Mu family would come to Baihua City at this time, but the city lord of Baihua didn't think so.

Qingyun Sect is indeed powerful, but he is not covering the sky in Jeju single-handedly, he is also a dignified Yuan Infant power, as long as it is not a figure such as the Taishang Elder of Qingyun Sect, he will not have any grovel attitude towards Qingyun Sect.

The Hundred Flowers City Lord has been cultivating his self-cultivation for the past two days, to be specific, he is hiding his sword in the front, completely restraining all the murderous intentions, and after suppressing it with all his might, he has made a fatal move against the mortal enemy, he is gathering momentum!

So try not to see outsiders.

What kind of help can the little Qingyun Sect disciple have for him? What kind of character is the Ghost Dao Qiye? Even he is not sure, he wants to gather the monks of the world to kill this person together, and some of the little disciples have not dried up, and they dare to say that they can kill the Ghost Dao and help him?!

The face of the Hundred Flowers City Lord was much gloomy, and his momentum was outward, and the pressure on Mu Qi's back was even more bent.

"If you dare to say this, there must be something extraordinary about the descendants of your Mu family, and you will tell me in detail, if you can't convince me, you will be punished. ”

Mu Qi leaned against the floor and whispered a few words, the face of the Hundred Flowers City Lord gradually changed, and finally with a look of great joy, if what Mu Qi said was true, then this time it was really a big helper!

Ning Qingqiu and Mingyuan Qiye were respectfully brought into the hospitality hall of the Hundred Flowers City Lord, Qingqiu was already three cups of tea, and he was relieved while scolding the Hundred Flowers City Lord.

It seems that the Mu family's trust in the Hundred Flowers City Lord is really high, and the most important thing is that Mu Qi's acting skills are not in a goof, it seems that people can't look good.

looks upright, but it's not necessarily an honest person, and it's quite slippery to lie.

As soon as the three of them entered the door, they saw the Lord of Baihua City, and Mu Qi was standing quietly aside, guarding him.

Qingqiu is actually very strange, looking at Mu Qi's appearance is loyal to the city lord, but this does not prevent him from making some small moves to make the Mu family achieve greater benefits, and he himself has never been troubled by this, so that Qingqiu is a little puzzled.

Mu Qi naturally knew that they were all impostors, and his eyes were really vigilant, of course, this precaution was slightly reduced when Ning Qingqiu took out the identity card of the Qingyun Sect, although he didn't believe that there was such a coincidence, but he could also see that they were at least not demon cultivators.

The people who came to participate in the killing of the Seven Nights were mixed, there were all kinds of things, why they concealed their identities was not within the scope of the Mu family's consideration, as long as there were enough interests, the Mu family would make a choice, the only reason why Mu Qi agreed to this matter was that Ning Qingqiu and they promised not to hurt the Hundred Flowers City Lord.

Qingqiu didn't fight at all when she made the heart demon oath, they didn't come for the Hundred Flowers City Lord in the first place, the main purpose was for the City Lord's treasure house and another group of hidden enemies, the Huangquan Demon Sect and those who had no way to live, so she had a clear conscience.

If you really want to kill the Lord of Hundred Flowers, Qiye is standing next to him now, he has already raised his knife, why do you have to do so much?

The Hundred Flowers City Lord focused on Qiye's body at first sight, wrapped in black tightly, and he couldn't see anything, but the coercion on his body that belonged to the Yuan Infant Stage was real, and it was even almost on par with him, and the smile on the face of the Hundred Flowers City Lord immediately became a little sincere.

Seven Nights simulates the Yuan Infant Monk vividly, in fact, Qingqiu doesn't know what kind of cultivation this person is, Seven Nights is undoubtedly powerful, he can kill Yuan Baby, but this does not mean that he must be a master of the Yuan Infant Stage, maybe he is a real genius who can easily cross the rank to kill people.

These situations are possible, but no matter what, the Hundred Flowers City Lord at least didn't see the slightest flaw.

He just had a smile on his face, thinking that with the help of this great master, the chance of success immediately increased by thirty percent, he was only thirty percent sure of himself, and those people outside were one percent more, as soon as the Qingyun Sect's torture hall elder Elder Zheng came, he had a certainty of up to seventy percent, which was already greatly beyond expectations!

"This must be Elder Zheng, right? I have admired the name for a long time, but unfortunately I have a good fate, but when I see it today, I am really beautiful and strong, with Elder Zheng's help and participation in the grand event, the ghost knife will definitely not see the sun tomorrow!"

Including Nanaya himself, the corners of his mouth twitched at the same time, and he listened to this...... It's really awkward! Qingqiu thought that it was fortunate that the Hundred Flowers City Lord didn't know that the real ghost knife was in front of him, otherwise where would he still have the heart to laugh Yan Yan now, and he would have beaten people's brains out of dog brains a long time ago.

Qingqiu stood at the back of Qiye's right hand, she couldn't suppress her rushing thoughts, she stared at Qiye's movements, she was afraid that he couldn't help but pull out his famous ghost knife, so that the blood of the Hundred Flowers City Lord was splashed on the spot, so wouldn't their plan to pick up the leak be in vain?

Qiye's hoarse voice sounded, like sandpaper grinding a rough stone, it was hard to hear, of course, it was deliberate.

"It is also my will to kill the seventh night. (To be continued.) )