On the second day of March in the sixth year of the Tibetan calendar, two monks who looked a little different came to the city today.

A man and a woman came, all of them are handsome people with good eyebrows and eyes, one person holds a fan and one person holds a flute, the expression is relaxed and natural, full of spring and scenery, walking is not like walking in the forefront of the battlefield garrison, but seems to be strolling in their own garden.

Seeing it far away, clouds appeared on the plain white robe, and silver scales flashed between the clouds.

Wang Jie, who has been begging for life in fear since he came to Night City, looked at the monk who was far away, and couldn't help but sip hatefully: "Which young master and eldest lady of this family came here to experience life, and I don't look at what place this is, he~!"

"Hey——! you kid doesn't talk leisurely, anyone dares to say it!" The old monk next to him heard what Wang Jie said, and saw that he was about to take a sip on the ground to show his disdain, so he hurriedly pushed him.

"What are you doing?" Wang Jie glared angrily at the old man who pushed him inexplicably, he said that he was in the way of others, you can leave if you don't want to listen!

"I just said what, these disciples regard fighting as child's play, and they can't compare to our ambition when they die, if they can do it, we can't say it! This is the night city, the front line where Daojun sits, and they can still kill people on the streets of the city!" Wang Jie said loudly with a stiff neck.

The old monk hurriedly turned his head to see if the two who had just come had gone away, he knew that he would not talk, and his kindness was not reciprocated, but don't be regarded by the two as being with this stunned person!

With a sweep of his eyes, the old man quietly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the corners of the cloud-patterned silver lin, and then he looked at the monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes in front of him, who was not finished without giving an explanation.

This kid doesn't look stupid, why is he missing his heart!

"I said are you really stupid or fake stupid? I don't even know those two, what do you say? and you are dying, I think you are still worried about yourself!"

Wang Jie is not really a fool in the end, but he has been nervous and unsatisfactory for days, and he is a little indignant when he sees a character who looks completely different from himself. At this time, when he heard the old monk's direct understanding, he almost snorted and said, 'You stupid boy is in big trouble,' and he didn't know that he seemed to have committed a big taboo from his mouth.

It's just that I still don't understand in the end, what kind of identity is that pair of men and women, if they are ordinary disciples, it is not a big deal in this night city, and leaving in such a hurry is inevitably a little unwilling and too faceless.

"Dare to ask the old Taoist chief what is the identity of the pair of young men and women?" asked for clarification, Wang Jie's tone naturally became respectful.

"I don't think Daoist friends are like people who are new to the mountain gate, and the cloud dragon scales will not be unrecognizable. ”

"Ah......" Wang Jie suddenly woke up, remembering what he had ignored before.

On the robe, silver scales loomed between the moires.

Now that I think about it, there is a faint coercion on the scales embroidered with silver filigree.

And the only ones who meet this kind of performance are......

Cloud Pattern Dragon Scale - Proud Dragon Sect!

He's really in trouble! It's good if the other party doesn't hear it, but if he does...... , then this life will be broken by at least half.

But isn't this Nightfall City the home of the Star Pavilion?On such a chaotic front, how could the Dragon Auranture Sect come over?

I didn't think of it at this time, and the disaster came out of my mouth.

"Fellow Daoist, it's better for you to prepare as soon as possible, although those two adults seem to be in a hurry, but they are not afraid of ten thousand, just in case. ”

"Thank you Brother Dao for reminding me, dare to ask Brother Dao's surname?" Wang Jie clasped his fists and saluted.

"What is the cheap name, and the noble surname is not Zhao. This fellow Daoist, don't blame the little old man for being too talkative, this habit of walking in the martial arts of the rivers and lakes in the cultivation realm is still good at convergence and convergence. The old Taoist priest admonished earnestly.

“…… , thank you Zhao Daoyou for your uprightness. Wang Jie was a little unimpressed, today was just a momentary carelessness. However, for the sake of the other party's kindness, Wang Jie thanked the other party.

After thanking him, Wang Jie hurriedly left the crowd.

Since the other party doesn't want to intersect with him, there is naturally no need to talk anymore, and he has to hurry up and make more preparations.

The most well-known thing for the disciples of the Proud Dragon Sect is the pride that matches the number one faction, and the opposite is not to be disgraced!

If you say something disrespectful and disrespectful for them to hear, and you can't say one, two, three, four, then you should burn a stick of incense for yourself as soon as possible, and pray that your luck will be better.

"Hey, old Zhao, what are you still reading here? If you don't leave, today's storytelling will be late. A tall monk came from the crowd and hurriedly pulled the old monk by the sleeve and hurried away.

"Ju Ji, slow down, slow down, little old man, this old arm and legs can't stand your toss. The old man was dragged by the tall monk, but his pace was not in a hurry, but slowed down the other party's speed.

"Guess who I just saw? Cloud Pattern Dragon Scales, hey, I didn't expect to see a disciple of the Proud Dragon Sect in this Night City! Hey, it's really unusual! I don't know what kind of dispute will arise between the two families? This Yongqing Dao Monarch stationed in Night City is not an easy ...... to handle."

"Zhao Yu, I don't care who you see or hear! If you are deducted by the proprietress today, you will pay for me to make up for it, eight glasses of wine a day, this is what we said at the beginning!" Ju Ji said through gritted teeth as he listened to the various words coming from behind him.

The slow old Zhao couldn't help but shudder when he heard this, he looked up at the blue sky, and said with a smile: "Ha...... Ha...... It's not early, let's go faster. ”

The eight glasses of wine here are not ordinary drinks, and the amount of wine he pours on his own three glasses is different, Ju Ji, this guy who is not happy with wine, is really massive, these eight glasses of wine do not include the ordinary wine with a weak aura in every wine shop, but the unique spirit wine that can be said to be famous in the wine shop, compared to these eight glasses of wine, no matter how much ordinary wine you drink, it is not as good as these glasses of wine are just a fun color, if these eight glasses of wine really let him please himself, today's book is afraid to say in vain, and it is not good to pour money... …

On this side, Lao Zhao Tou and Ju Ji went to the wine shop together, after Lao Zhao Tou greeted the proprietress and acquaintances, he asked for a table, and the side dishes invited wine to start today's storytelling, Ju Ji, before entering the store, and Zhao Yu staggered in advance, and found a place on the counter of the proprietress sticking to the boss's wife, and he did not grab the corner and the unnoticeable position, these positions are always loved by some people with other purposes, and these people are just rewarding, how can Ju Ji grab a position with the person who invites him to drink.

On the other side, in the City Lord's Mansion, Mu Xi, who was facing various documents, also received a letter of worship from the disciples of the Aolong Sect.

Kazumitsu Zhenren sighed slightly, this is really a love to get together whenever there is something. Originally, most of the things were left to the disciples below, especially the disciples of Tianshu Peak, to do, which was the most worry-free and appropriate, as long as he asked if it was okay to control the overall situation.

But now that people's minds have changed, some important documents can no longer be put down, in case some information is leaked and being used to stir up trouble, he can only take the time to deal with it himself.

But these documents have not yet been approved, and the people of the Aolong Sect have come up at this juncture, but they can't be handed over to the disciples below to do it.

If you want to say that the cultivation is lower, you can also let Yan Yang and Yan Ming go to receive some of them, and use the cultivation to force people away.

But these two who are here now are also Jindan monks who are well-known in other sects, and they can't be forcibly dispatched, if Daojun is here, it would be better.

Heh——! this time is really good!

This is watching Daojun's retreat and can't support it for the time being, right?

Mu Xi put the pen on the pen stand, let out a crisp clashing sound, closed the paperwork, and he took a long breath.

"Take them to the antechamber and don't say anything. ”