"The last room of the hotel has just been rented by this guest officer, and now it is full, three ......"

Worried in his heart, the little guy finally spoke.

"Full?"

Hearing this, before the brocade-clothed young man could speak, the two disciples of the Yanhuang Divine Sect who followed beside him frowned.

One of them said, "We have traveled all the way to Yangcheng, and we finally arrived in Yangcheng, but now we don't even have a place to rest?"

Seeing that the faces of the three of them were displeased, the little guy couldn't help but secretly wipe a handful of cold sweat on his forehead, "I'm really sorry, our store has been ......."

"Isn't he still living in it?"

didn't wait for the little guy to finish speaking, among the three, the man in brocade finally stood up.

As soon as the words fell, he walked out and came to Mo Wuchen's side, with a faint smile on his face, and said, "This friend, we are from the Yanhuang Divine Sect, my name is Zhou Jing, and I also ask my friend to give us this room, so that we can make a friend, how about it?"

"Yanhuang Divine Sect?"

Hearing the words of the man in brocade, Mo Wuchen couldn't help but be shocked.

In fact, when he was still in the Mei family, he was there in Mei Zhan and learned a lot about the pattern of the Xuanwu League.

Among them, I have heard of the power of the Yanhuang Divine Sect.

In the Xuanwu Alliance, regardless of the overlord of Xuandi City, in addition to the Danshi Alliance, there are also many ancient martial arts families and holy lands.

It is almost the same as above Tiangang, the Ancient Martial Family and the Holy Land can almost be regarded as the top existence of the super-first-class here.

Every holy place and ancient martial arts family has been inherited for millions of years, and the background is terrifying and unpredictable.

And in these holy places, there are also holy sons and holy daughters, and the Yanhuang Divine Sect has the holy daughter Fengqing, which is rumored to be the bloodline of the ancient gods and phoenixes, and has many inseparable connections with the current phoenix clan.

This Zhou Jing, although he is not a genius at the level of a holy son, can definitely be regarded as one of the top figures among the younger generation of the Xuanwu League, and he also has a great reputation in the entire Xuanwu League.

"Hehe, I don't know which side of the force my friend is?"

Seeing that Mo Wuchen was silent, as if he was thinking about something on his face, Zhou Jing asked again.

However, Mo Wuchen raised his head, looked at him, and after a moment of silence, he said, "I'm sorry, I've already rented this guest room, so please find another place." ”

It's not that Mo Wangchen is unwilling, but in today's Yangcheng, it is almost overcrowded, and it is not easy for him to find Tianyang Tower, and most of the other places are probably like this, and there are no remaining guest rooms.

The Valley of the God Kings is gathering, but there are still seven days before it starts, and it is impossible for him to wander in this city for seven days, right?

"Humph!"

As soon as his words came out, behind Zhou Jing, the two disciples of the Yanhuang Divine Sect who followed him couldn't help but snort coldly, and one of them stood up and looked at Mo Wuchen with a slightly cold face, "Boy, let you leave, just leave, where is that nonsense, to be honest, our senior brother can look down on your room, it is already considered to give you face, you don't want to toast and not eat and drink!"

"What do you mean?"

Hearing the other party's words, Mo Wuchen smiled instead of anger, "I don't owe you anything, this room is also the first place I rented, it seems that there is no reason to give it to you, right?"

"Do you know that we are from the Yanhuang Divine Sect?!"

The other disciple's eyes narrowed, his gaze became colder, and he forced Mo Wuchen to look at him.

"What happened to the Yanhuang Divine Sect?"

Mo Wuchen's face was inexplicable, "Are you going to use the power behind you to bully and bully others?"

"This guest officer ......"

Beside Mo Wuchen, the little guy in Tianyang Tower couldn't help but stand up, sweat on his forehead, it was the first time he had seen someone who dared to give Yanhuang Divine Sect such face.

Moreover, the man in brocade on the other side was actually Zhou Jing?

Among all the geniuses in the Xuanwu League, Zhou Jing should definitely not be underestimated, he is one of the best super geniuses below the level of the Holy Son.

In the entire Xuanwu League, there are ten holy places, and the holy sons and saints in each holy land are all super geniuses who are difficult to find in ancient times, Zhou Jing can be a genius second only to the holy son, looking at the entire Xuanwu League, how many people dare to offend?

"Oh?"

"This friend looks quite unfamiliar, the outstanding geniuses of the Ten Holy Lands, I almost recognize them, it seems that there is no such number one person as you, could it be a child of the ancient martial arts family?"

Not far from the other side, Zhou Jing narrowed his eyes slightly, after the other party learned his identity and the forces behind him, he was still so tough, it can be seen that there should be some origins.

"Hmph, looking at his chariot, how can he be a disciple of the ancient martial arts family, even if it really is, it is just an ordinary disciple, how dare he not give face to the senior brother like this!"

Beside Zhou Jing, a disciple snorted coldly, in fact, a person's identity and status can be seen from the other party's car.

Chariots are not uncommon in the Great Luo Heavenly Realm, and many high-status figures, including the geniuses of the younger generation, can have a good chariot.

And at this moment, although Mo Wuchen's chariot looked good, it was still too far behind those geniuses of the Holy Land and the Ancient Martial Family.

"This war beast pulling the cart seems to be the heir of the ancient Ying Dragon, the Fire Dragon Qi, right?"

Saying that, the disciple couldn't help but sneer and continued, "Although the Fire Dragon Qi is rare, in fact, it is just a hybrid species, like a real dragon and a Qilin, and the blood in the body is mixed, and the ancient martial arts family and the Holy Land both attach great importance to the bloodline, how can they use a hybrid species to pull the cart?"

"Shhh

As soon as these words came out, Mo Wuchen's eyes suddenly narrowed, his gaze was slightly cold, but before he could say anything, behind him, Long Qi let out a roar, as if he was angry, facing Zhou Jing and the three of them.

"Evil beast!"

Zhou Jing snorted coldly, a war beast dared to show such an attitude towards himself, and his face suddenly sank.

"Tsk!"

Behind him, the firebird also hissed, the sound was sharp, piercing the eardrums, and then I saw that around the firebird's body, the surrounding flames suddenly flourished, and its body slowly rose into the air, like the bright sun, faintly with a coercion, shrouded down.

This coercion is very subtle, and it has no effect on Mo Wuchen, but it has a great impact on the dragon qi behind him.

"Is the suppression of bloodlines......

Mo Wuchen's brows furrowed slightly, and the dragon qi behind him, when this coercion shrouded him, his body shook violently, as if he had been subjected to a terrible impact, his body trembled, and he wanted to crawl to the ground.

"Shhh

Long Qi let out an unbearable roar, unwilling to show weakness at all, and tried his best to resist the other party.

However, the suppression of the bloodline comes from the source, and no matter how it struggles, it is difficult to support it in the face of the coercion of the Firebird bloodline.

Seeing that Long Qi's feet were paralyzed, he was about to crawl on the ground.

"Humph!"

Suddenly, Mo Wuchen took a step forward, and a cold snort seemed to have the resonance of the Great Dao, rolling out, and in an instant, the coercion of the firebird shrouded in this place dissipated in an instant and disappeared.

"Tsk!"

The firebird let out a mournful roar, as if it had been hit by a mental impact, blood spilled from the corners of its mouth, and when it looked at Mo Wuchen again, its fiery red eyes seemed to have an unparalleled fear.

"If you can't manage this war beast, I don't recommend it, help you discipline it. Mo Wangchen's eyes were slightly cold, and his voice clearly entered the ears of Zhou Jing and the three of them.

(End of chapter)