Just when Falling Moon City was attacked, Zhou Fuyao and his party looked for Xiaobai everywhere, and finally determined that the guy was afraid that he would go out of the city before the beast tide, which also made Zhou Fuyao's heart lighter, after all, with Xiaobai's cleverness, he would not come back stupidly, and he would definitely hide somewhere else.

So everyone went to see the demon lotus blossom first, and it is said that the fruit that blooms can make the martial artist's cultivation progress by leaps and bounds.

On the shore of Mingyue Lake, groups of people are staring at the demon lotus around the lake, and now that the major geniuses of the Eastern Regions have not yet arrived, this demon lotus is naturally the opportunity of the martial artists of Falling Moon City.

The blood-red light spread, and bursts of pollen released a strange fragrance that drifted from the middle of the lake to the shore. When a martial artist was about to take a closer look, the insider next to him hurriedly patted his shoulder, and then the two quickly exited the broadcast area, just as the martial artist was about to ask the reason, he saw a reckless person not far away because he sucked in red pollen, and turned into blood in an instant, and then the red pollen absorbed the blood and condensed into a petal, floating towards the demon lotus, and regrowing on it.

For a while, those rookies who had never seen the world all held their breath, for fear of becoming the second, but it was not useful, and some martial artists were exposed to the skin by pollen, and they also became the fate just now.

"Don't touch the pollen, don't smell it, you will die if you touch it!" said an old-timer. Then one by one, the enthusiastic and powerful warriors spontaneously organized themselves and retreated to the open area in an orderly manner.

The chaotic scene gradually calmed down, and it seemed that it could not absorb flesh and blood, and blood-red pollen flew on the shore of the lake and refused to leave. At this time, a thin man who was neither yin nor yang shouted: "This flower demon lotus will not bloom if it does not absorb enough flesh and blood, so you just wait? ”

As soon as these words came out, a bunch of people in the crowd immediately echoed him.

However, some people immediately began to scold him for not taking human life seriously. As a result, he was killed by that thin man with a sword, and his cultivation was a heavy spiritual realm!

At this point, the crowd fell silent. Because some sharp-eyed people found out that this man turned out to be a member of the Ye family, the top force in Falling Moon City. This is not something that ordinary martial artists can afford to provoke.

And this thin man, he was originally a nameless beggar in Falling Moon City, and was later favored by the Seventh Young Master of the Night Family. One step to the sky to become a slave of the night family, who would have thought that the seventh young master would give him the name of the second dog after getting drunk again, but as soon as the seventh young master opened his golden mouth, how could he take it back, and "two dogs" became his name. But although he complained in his heart, he was deeply pleased with the Seventh Young Master, and he was very good at flattery, so he was taken in for just half a year, not only becoming a slave in the inner courtyard of the Ye family, but also directly becoming the Seventh Young Master's henchman.

Because of this, in the Ye family, some people with low status know that he is extremely taboo for others to call him "Night Second Dog", so they all respectfully call him "Night Second Master", but there is no one who does not call him by his real name, let alone some ordinary martial artists in Falling Moon City.

However, the second dog of the night suddenly heard someone call his name, and he jumped like thunder.

"Yeergou, you're fighting again," a green-clothed girl scolded a veiled woman, not taking her identity into account at all.

Ye Ergou turned his head to look, his irritable expression disappeared in an instant, as if his face had changed, a gentle and humble face appeared, probably because he had stayed at the night house for a long time to read the scriptures, and even had a trace of elegant temperament, smiled slightly, bent down and saluted: "I've seen Miss Chen, I've seen Miss Chun'er!" Without the slightest anger, as if it hadn't happened.