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As night fell, Yan Chixia carried his sword box on his back, carried a cloth bag, stepped on the flying sword, and headed straight to the capital.

In the distance, there seems to be smoke rising in Kyoto under the starry sky, touching the nine skies.

Yan Chixia looked at the smoke and suddenly sighed.

Mo Ye beside him also stepped on a sword, this was deliberately done by Mo Ye, after all, according to the strength of Xiuzhen, he could control the sky with the void and fly so fast, how could it be the level of the Yuan Infant Stage. Mo Ye is still far from that level.

"Demons are in charge, if luck does not decay, then it is called abnormality. ”

Mo Xie didn't know what Yan Chixia was based on to say this sentence, he only said that Yan Chixia saw a large area of abandoned farmland and abandoned villages and towns on the road, and he felt desolate in his heart before he sighed.

"I can understand the method of 'smuggling', Mo Evil Daoist, this big centipede's Taoism is probably much higher than we thought before...... If you have anything on you that can be linked to your sect's master, it's best to take it out as soon as possible. ”

Yan Chixia is a quiet person, such a person will not easily ask someone to do something, at this time he can talk to this point, Mo Xie has already understood what he means.

"What Brother Yan said is very true, but the lower division is very far away from here, although he has sent a letter as soon as he learned about Pudu Cihang, but it is estimated that the people in my division will not be able to catch up in three or five days. ”

Division?

Mo Xie really has a master, and he is very sure that if his cheap master makes a move, let alone Pudu Cihang, even this world may not be able to catch his master's fingers and palms.

It's just that he doesn't know the name of his Laozi master at all, and he can't contact his cheap master at all, after all, he is a chic shopkeeper.

Here he can only rely on himself.

Oh, and maybe some profiteer who didn't pay for his life.

After being seriously injured in the hands of Pudu Cihang, Mo Xie learned from the pain, not only did he fully reflect on his own shortcomings, but also carefully collected all the information about Pudu Cihang, by observing the price fluctuations in the exchange list of the Holy Scriptures.

The price of the props used to slay demons and demons has decisively risen to sky-high prices, and these props can't be bought with Mo Xie's net worth, but he keenly discovered something that made him speechless: the price of various pesticides has also risen.

Originally, only 1 point could be exchanged for a dozen 'Baiwormqing' - a future black technology insecticide directly increased to 100 points a bottle, which is directly a thousand times the increase. Compared with some talismans whose original price is 100 points, the current price is 10,000 points, and has only risen a hundredfold, although the unit price of these black technology insecticides still seems to be inconspicuous, if you only pay attention to the increase, this is called a real skyrocket.

"Pudu Cihang dares to condense the existence of the golden body of the Great Buddha that is almost dedicated to overcoming evil things, can pesticides be useful?"

Mo Xie felt that this was very nonsensical, but with the idea of trying it out, he still exchanged a few bottles and brought them with him.

"Three or five days...... I'm afraid we won't even be able to find Ning Caichen's bones in another three or five days! Let's fight it tonight and see how capable this Pudu Cihang is!"

Yan Chixia snorted.

As the two spoke, they had already flown over the capital.

"The bald donkey surnamed Pu! Your grandfather is on it! Why don't you come out and kowtow soon?!"

Pudu Cihang naturally doesn't really have the surname 'Pu', and Mo Xie and Yan Chixia also know very well that the other party is not a real monk, but when it really came time to speak, Yan Chixia still shouted like this, and shouted extremely loudly.

He shouted three times in a row, and with the blessing of special methods and mana, his voice was enough for everyone below to hear clearly.

For a moment, I don't know how many eyes looked at the sky.

"Immortals!"

Someone with better eyesight saw the two people standing in the air, and immediately exclaimed.

"'The bald donkey surnamed Pu'? Which bald donkey provoked the immortals?"

The people below were in a hurry, and the candles that had not been extinguished for a long time were lit again.

The three shouts were over, and the entire capital had completely woken up, but the guy who was supposed to come to fight seemed to be deaf.

Mo Xie decided to make some drastic news.

"Pudu Cihang! Your own mother is in my hands! If you do that shrunken turtle again, don't blame me for throwing your mother down!

I saw Mo Ye take out a big centipede from the package in Yan Chixia's hand, this big centipede had obviously been tortured inhuman before, and at this moment, he was powerless to let Mo Ye fiddle, Mo Ye carried it and swayed it non-stop, and at the same time let out a thunderous shout from his mouth.

"Talent. ”

When Mo Xie caught the centipede before, Yan Chixia was still a little unsure of what it meant, but it was Mo Xie who wanted to use it to perform some Taoist skills, but at this moment, seeing Mo Xie doing this, he only felt refreshed, and almost laughed out loud.

"Oh my God! these two immortals are actually here to trouble the national teacher!"

Someone exclaimed.

"The national teacher is a living bodhisattva! Where will the old man come to trouble him, what kind of immortal will be, it is clearly a demon!"

Some people were angry.

"Demon man! Hugh is rude! This is the capital of a country! Master Cihang is even more of a national teacher of a country! Where is there room for the two of you to make a big fuss! Why don't you get down and kneel down quickly! The national teacher is merciful! Maybe he will let you live!"

All kinds of scolding sounded from below, and Mo Ye's actions were just like stabbing a hornet's nest.

Qianfu pointed out, the momentum was huge, and Yan Chixia's face changed slightly.

He didn't change color because of the shouts of the people, he changed his face because he noticed that the 'smoke' rising from the capital began to agitate, and in a blur, it turned into an invisible hand and grabbed at the two of them.

"Avoid!"

He knew very well what this 'smoke' was, and he also knew very well what kind of means it was, and while shouting in his heart, he pushed Mo Ye, and then flew towards the sky with the flying sword under his feet.

"What are you trying to do???

Mo Xie had already spread his perception before entering the capital, he didn't feel any threat at this moment, and besides, he was scolding Xingtou, Yan Chixia's actions made him a little puzzled.

So he hesitated.

The big hand composed of the 'smoke' was so fast, it just caught Mo Ye with just one breath and one breath.

"Mo Evil Daoist!"

Yan Chixia could see clearly, and his eyes were about to crack at the moment when Mo Ye was engulfed in the 'smoke'.

But he couldn't save Mo Xie, he couldn't even save himself.

This is because this 'smoke' is a concrete 'luck', which is the manifestation of 'luck' after it has become thick to a certain extent.

This is the 'national fortune' of this dynasty.

The only thing that can produce and carry the 'national fortune' is the country.

Even though the national fortunes of this dynasty have been weakened to the point of smoke, Yan Chixia still doesn't even dare to touch it.

Because he is only a person, even if he has some cultivation in his body, as long as he is stained with a trace of such smoke and incorporated into a wisp, there will be no second end except for exploding and dying.

"Mo Evil Daoist!"

The smoke covered Mo Ye's shape, Yan Chixia closed his eyes and couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and at the same time, he raised his sword and quickly climbed higher into the air.

Things here are beyond his reach.