On the official road to Chirong City, a young man, with long hair tied and cyan moon stripes on his forehead, was wearing a set of red feather-patterned white robes, and there was not a single weapon visible to outsiders on his body, holding a white snow fox in his arms. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This man walking on the official road is Mo Wusheng.

The style of the robe is a common style in the Yiluo realm, when Mo Wusheng left the Candle Desolate City City Lord's Mansion, Yu Jucang gave many gifts, after Mo Wusheng pushed it off, he asked Yu Jucang for a set of clothes in the common style of the Yiluo realm, and Yu Jucang gave Mo Wusheng this set of military rank robes called red robes.

For Mo Wusheng, the soldier-level robe can be easily cut with two or three knives, and the defensive power is not as high as there, and this set of red-striped robes is meaningful to Mo Wusheng is self-purification and hidden weapons.

"It's been so long, doesn't the Fifth Palace Lord still want to come out?" As he spoke, Mo Wusheng put Sikong Jingqiu back on the ground, and then tapped his face and body a few times to restore his original appearance.

"Sure enough, it's Mr. Nine Flames. Concubine Han Zifei didn't care how Mo Wusheng found out.

Sikong Jingqiu turned into a human form, her eyes staring at Concubine Han Zi.

Mo Wusheng was wearing a red-striped robe and Sikong Jingqiu, who was wearing a purple brocade moon-patterned skirt, stood together, but they looked like a pair.

"Fifth House Master, since you have already discovered me, then I will say it directly. What you Yingwen Palace wants has now reached my master, and if you have the ability, ask your palace master to go to Moshan City to find my master and ask for it. Mo Wusheng said lightly.

"It's great that thing has fallen into the hands of Master Nine Flames. Oh, yes. I forgot to tell Mr. Jiuyan that Concubine Han Zifei is no longer the master of the Fifth Palace of Yingwen Palace, so Mr. Jiuyan can just call me by my name, Concubine Han Zi. Han Zifei said indifferently.

"I know, call you Concubine Han Zi, right? ”

"Yes. ”

"Sikong Jingqiu, let's go. This person's business has nothing to do with us, so there is no need to waste time on her, and we continue on our way. After speaking, Mo Wusheng took Sikong Jingqiu's hand and turned around and left.

"......" Concubine Han Zifei was stunned.

Mo Wusheng should have asked her why she left Yingwen Palace, she was not the master of the fifth palace, this is not a routine at all.

Sikong Jingqiu grimaced at Concubine Han Zi, and then followed Mo Wusheng happily with Mo Wusheng.

Han Zifei took two leaps and blocked Mo Wusheng's path.

"What, Concubine Han Zifei, is there anything else you have to tell me?" Mo Wusheng asked indifferently.

"Mr. Nine Flames, Concubine Han Zifei wants to establish a new sect and hopes to get your help. Han Zifei looked at Mo Wusheng and said.

"If you want to establish a new sect, you shouldn't look for me, you should go to the Lord of Candle Desolate City, Jucang. Mo Wusheng shook his head and said.

Should find a city lord of the city of national construction, Han Zifei was a little puzzled, and asked: "Mr. Jiuyan has outstanding ability, why do you think that you are not suitable, and recommend the city lord who only has force." ”

"The Lord of the City of Wei has saved many people of the Candle Desert City, and he is highly respected, and there must be many people who want to worship the Lord of the Candle City. The people who survived the catastrophe themselves have a certain amount of luck, but the city lord is a soldier and is only good at cultivating iron-blooded soldiers, but soldiers are not the path that these young heroes should take, and they will bury talents. Mo Wusheng said with a smile.

"Mr. Jiuyan wants Concubine Han Zifei to help the City Lord establish a sect. ”

"What is a sect without a sect of people? Is it meaningful? Or does the Fifth Palace Lord who has left Yingwen Palace care if he is a sect and not himself? Concubine Han Zifei, do you think that if you establish a new sect and do not have a True Monarch as a protector, will Yingwen Palace make it easier for you, the former Fifth Palace Master?" Mo Wusheng said indifferently.

The sect where only real monks are in charge belongs to the Yellow Rank Yongliu and is regarded as an in-stream sect.

With the True Monarch Monk and the Xuanjie Upper Palace, the sect can be regarded as having a place in the Hengmu World, just like the Yingwen Palace, the sect is qualified to use the palace character as a suffix.

When Mo Wusheng and Yu Jucang were together to prevent demon beasts from attacking the people of Candle Wasteland, they noticed that Yu Jucang's cultivation had a breakthrough, and Mo Wusheng believed that it would not be long before Yu Jucang would survive the first tribulation and become a true monarch.

Yu Jucang is the lord of a city built by a country, once he becomes a true monarch, the Sleeping State will definitely pay more attention to Yu Jucang, and the new sect will become the Xuanjie Upper Palace, and when the time comes, Yingwen Palace will not be able to give Yu Jucang face.

Concubine Han Zifei thought about it, what Mo Wusheng said was indeed right, and said, "It's okay to make the City Lord of Wei a sect throne, but that's not the reason why Mr. Jiuyan rejected my invitation. ”

"I'm still galloping on my path, your pattern is too small to accommodate me, and there is no attraction for me, joining you will affect my galloping pace. Mo Wusheng said, taking Sikong Jingqiu and Han Zifei by mistake.

"Refusing to do so simply, establishing a new sect didn't make Mo Wusheng's head heat up a bit. The carved bones rode the white bones of the Han Xun Demon Biao, like no ink, and staggered past Han Zifei who was in a daze.

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Chirong City, the terrain is flat, extends in all directions, covers a wide area, the number of city residents is nearly 100 million, and it is named after the fertile terracotta and the abundant aquatic Rongjiang River.

Under the three-star aurora natural disaster, Chirong City was helped by the formation division and set up a great array of absolute spirits, and all the people in the city survived, but now the fertile terracotta has become dry and cracked, and the rich Rongjiang River has completely disappeared, which makes Chirong City fall into a gloomy cloud.

Chirong City Rongjiang Restaurant.

"Shopkeeper, what do you have to eat here? Mo Wusheng asked.

"Back to the guest officer, now all we can fill our stomachs in Rongjiang Restaurant is the beast meat and dry food of the demon beasts. The shopkeeper said regretfully.

Rongjiang Restaurant is the best at cooking all kinds of river fresh from Rongjiang, widely praised by people from all walks of life in Chirong City, now that Rongjiang is gone, the deepest victim is the fisherman and their restaurant.

"Five catties of animal meat, two catties of rice, and a pot of tea. Mo Wusheng said.

"Guest officer, two catties of rice and a pot of tea are no problem, is this five catties of beast meat a little more? The shopkeeper accentuated the voice of the word demon beast.

Most of the demon beasts' bodies are relatively strong, it's not that they don't have the cultivation of the body refining exercises, and the human monks don't dare to let the demon beasts of the same level hurt their bodies at all, so under the three-star aurora disaster, the demon level demon beasts that have not been protected are the same as the people of Candle Desert City, and they have sixty percent chance of surviving.

"What I usually eat is the meat of demon beasts, five catties of demon beast meat and two catties of rice, just enough for the two of us to fill our stomachs. Mo Wusheng replied.

"It's a small one, and the small one will immediately ask the guest officer for it. "It's all said and done, the shopkeeper didn't know that Mo Wusheng and Sikong Jingqiu were not ordinary people, so he immediately retreated obediently and helped Mo Wusheng to do something.

After the shopkeeper left, Mo Wusheng calmly said to Sikong Jingqiu: "After eating this meal, it's time for the two of us to separate." ”

Sikong Jingqiu looked at Mo Wusheng's expressionless face and asked, "Why?"

"I have already handed over that thing to my master, and it is impossible for it to fall into the hands of the people of Yingwen Palace again. Also, you came to Fengmian Kingdom to find your third cousin Jin Yan, and according to my master's orders, I can't go back to Moshan City for fifty years, and the place I'm going to next is not suitable for you, so it's time for us to separate. ”

"I see. But how would I get to Moshan City without you?"

Sikong Jingqiu only knew that Jin Yan was in Moshan City, and Moshan City was directly south of Frost Dream Hill.

"Rest assured, as a main city, Chirong City must have a large teleportation array. The large teleportation circle can teleport you directly to a teleportation circle outside of Moshan City. "Although Mo Wusheng saved Sikong Jingqiu, what Sikong Jingqiu gave was a big opportunity, and it was not an exaggeration for Mo Wusheng to help Sikong Jingqiu like this.

"So you've already planned everything. Sikong Jingqiu said coldly.

"Two guest officers, you have all the things you want. The shopkeeper held things steadily in one hand, came to Mo Wusheng's table and said.

Mo Wusheng nodded, paid the money, rewarded the shopkeeper with a gold coin, and after sending the shopkeeper away, he said to Sikong Jingqiu: "Don't think too much, let's eat." ”

At a table, the two of them ate slowly, without words, and were silent.

It seemed as if a long time had passed, and a discordant voice broke the silence.

"Shopkeeper, if you have any good wine and food, quickly serve a table to my second master, go quickly." "The words are full of fox and tiger power.

"Yes, yes, the small ones will go. ”

After the shopkeeper left, a man about twenty-five or sixteen years old walked into the Rongjiang Restaurant.

The man is gorgeously dressed, his face is clean and beardless, he is handsome, with one hand on his back and the other hand playing with a white jade sculpture of a peony the size of a baby's fist.

The man's name is Mu Yuanxing, born in the Mu Si Mansion of the Mu family in Chirong City, his identity is similar to that of the Ghost Ci Yunlang, and he is also the second son of the patriarch, but in the Mu Si Mansion, only Mu Yuanxing's dogs and flatterers call Mu Yuanxing the second master.

"Wusheng, I remember that when you were in the Ghost Ci Family, it seems that you were also called the second master by the people of the Ghost Ci Family. ”

Although he didn't hear what Sikong Jingqiu was saying, Mu Yuanxing's eyes were attracted by Sikong Jingqiu.

The fox fake tiger was full of flattery, and secretly pointed at Sikong Jingqiu, and whispered in Mu Yuanxing's ear: "Second master, this woman is so beautiful and moving, it should be the beauty that the people under her hands say." ”

"Even if she is not the beauty that the people under her hands say, I, Mu Yuanxing, will be decided. ”

How good is Mo Wusheng's ear power, how could he not hear what the dog legs and Mu Yuanxing said, frowned, and said, "Trouble." ”

"What's the trouble?" Sikong Jingqiu's ear power is not as good as Mo Wusheng.

"I'm full, what about you?"

Mo Wusheng didn't lower his voice like Mu Yuanxing and the others, Mu Yuanxing naturally heard what Mo Wusheng was saying, Sikong Jingqiu didn't answer Mo Wusheng, Mu Yuanxing spoke first.