Today's Western Capital is under a large dark cloud, which inexplicably reminds people of the sentence in the ancient poem 'black clouds crush the city and want to destroy it'.

In the middle of the city, in the pavilion insulated from the prying eyes of mortals, there was a man chanting such verses: a young man in a green shirt, holding a broken piece of charred black talisman paper in his hand.

"What, what do your officials say?"

Behind the man in the green shirt stood a rugged-looking man, whose voice would be familiar to many people who like to eat mutton skewers.

"What else can you say? The people of the Zhou family have already arrived here, what do you think they will say?"

The man in the green shirt angrily threw the talisman paper in his hand into the man's arms, as if he was throwing a piece of straw paper used in the toilet.

The man took the rune paper and skillfully injected spiritual power into it, and then an order issued in a condescending tone appeared in his ears:

"Fully cooperate with the actions of the Zhou family! Try your best to capture Mo Xie alive! If the resistance is fierce, you can kill yourself and draw your soul!"

This order was followed by a large list of very disgusting notes, and he skipped this section directly, and then then threw the rune paper on the ground, and stepped on it with his foot by the way.

"I don't think you mind. ”

The man smiled at the man in the green shirt, but there was no smile in his eyes at all, on the contrary, there was anger in his eyes that was almost overflowing.

No one knows where his anger comes from, after all, nominally he has nothing to do with it at all.

But the man in the green shirt in front of him obviously knew something, so he looked directly into the man's eyes, and his words and deeds seemed to have a different meaning.

"It's okay, because I originally planned to do this, but you, now that the 'Dutian Refining Demon Array' has been opened, as long as there are people in the city who have cultivation, they can't leave, and you can't stay out of it no matter what. The man in green shirt said, "This time the Zhou family has invested a lot of money......

His eyes flickered, like a profiteer with an abacus.

"Hehe, then I'm going to make them lose all their money!" The man was still laughing, but his gaze was sharper and sharper every second, "Mu Xuzi, let's not go around the bend between us, you have made those arrangements?" As the supervision envoy of the Xiuzhen Alliance in the Western Capital, if you didn't use the power in your hands to facilitate something, you really couldn't say anything. ”

"Brother Xiao laughed, I'm a 'supervising envoy' in name only, if I hadn't offended someone above back then, I would have been exiled here rather than sent here, and I didn't even have a person under my hand who was in the Qi training period, even if I could really make any arrangements, it would be useless. Therefore, this time I have to rely on Brother Xiao a lot. Mu Xuzi said.

"Is there really nothing to set up?"

The anger in the eyes of the man surnamed Xiao had turned into a chill, just like the chill that emanated from his body before the grill last night, stared at by him, even if he cultivated as high as Mu Xuzi, he also had a feeling of chill down his spine.

"There is no arrangement other than the planting of explosives in some parts of the city. "Maybe the man's gaze was too sharp, Mu Xuzi took out a drawing from his arms with a helpless face - this poor ratio, there is not even a storage prop, it seems that the word 'exile' is not false.

This is a map of the Western Capital, which can be purchased at any newsstand in the city, and it is full of artificially added red dots, small as the tip of a needle, and large as a tea cup.

"......" The man surnamed Xiao looked at this picture, and suddenly felt that he was able to spend all these years safely in the Western Capital, which was simply blessed by God.

Where did you plant explosives in 'certain places', you just want to blow up the entire western capital into the sky, right?!

The man surnamed Xiao didn't say much, and the fierceness and anger in his eyes didn't change by half because of this, he just pointed to a dot on the map and said: "That day, Mo Ye destroyed a building with a wave of his hand on the street, and I was nearby at that time, and I wondered why I didn't feel the mana fluctuation at that time, it turned out that the root was here." ”

"If there's anything else you'd like to add, do now. ”

The man stared at Mu Xuzi, and the position under his feet had changed slightly between the unnoticed, which allowed him to send a thunderous blow at any time.

Many skills, even if they haven't been touched for many years, are as simple as eating and drinking again.

"Yes, I do know Mo Ye, after all, they are both fallen people at the end of the world, so why should we have known each other when we meet. It's just that there is no cooperation between us and Mo Xie in this operation - at least after my plan begins, we must not be on the same side as Mo Xie, otherwise those guys above will inevitably see the clues. You shouldn't have asked about this, and I shouldn't have said it, but you have already asked, so I'll just say it, and then if you are willing to act according to the plan, you will act according to the plan, and if you don't want to cooperate with me anymore, you will not stop you if you want to leave. ”

The man in the green shirt was very straightforward, and the man surnamed Xiao did not catch the slightest abnormality in his eyes.

"Hmph, Mo Xie is also a man in my opinion, if I can, I really want to fight side by side with him, but your plan can allow me to kill more miscellaneous people from the Zhou family, and the cooperation continues. ”

The man said that the two of them had actually been talking all night, and what they were waiting for was just an opportunity to act.

And now, the opportunity has come with the transmission note.

In the bloody storm of the Western Capital, there are not only one or two people who want to make the tide.

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Mo Xie lay on his back on the surface of the river, and the whole person was unstoppable, as if he was in a swimming pool, and the surging water around him could not affect his figure at all.

This is a kind of use of telekinesis, after yesterday he tried to use his own comprehension of the sword intent to resist the flow of water, and then he used the sword intent to the telekinesis, but the sword intent from the Eastern martial arts is not very compatible with the telekinesis touted by Western metaphysics, at this moment, Mo Ye is just using the telekinesis to unload the impact of the water flow, and achieve the effect of being like when he used the sword intent yesterday.

It's a boring behavior, Mo Xie just uses it to pass the time, and at the same time let his body be completely relaxed.

However, his state of relaxation did not last long, and his tranquility was shattered as an old voice rang out.

"Who is in front? The water in the river is cold, so you can't swim at will!"

Faced with the mantra of the reservoir administrator, Mo Ye didn't even open his eyes at all, the departure time he set for himself before entering the water was nine o'clock, and now there was still a full half an hour before this point in time.

It's like people who lie in bed hate to be woken up, even if they're actually awake. At this moment, Mo Ye just wanted to rest for a while, before stepping into the storm, every second of quiet time could be calculated by the price of gold, so he didn't want to pay attention to the 'reservoir administrator', he just removed the telekinesis blessed by his side, and let himself drift downstream with the river quickly.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

A series of shouts rang out on the river, each more urgent than the last, and the shouting sounded about five times, and then Mo Ye heard a soft sound like a bowstring.

"Whoosh!"

A crude harpoon carried a violent momentum into the river water beside Mo Ye, and in Mo Ye's perception, there was a rope tied to the back of the harpoon.

"What's the situation?"

Mo Xie opened his eyes, exuded his senses, and looked at the perpetrator.