Saddle Hidden City, Ansheng Restaurant.

This is the highest and most luxurious restaurant in the entire Saddle City.

Nangong Fan was standing on the top floor of this restaurant, looking down on most of the Saddle City.

Looking at the small mountains, I can't help but feel a sky-high pride in my heart.

This will be the first city in the Central Plains he has conquered, but it will never be the last.

Nangong Fan shook the wine glass in his hand, and his main gaze was focused on the main mansion of Saddle Hidden City.

There are wisps of clouds and mist in the city lord's mansion, and everything is not real.

But Nangong Fan still looked at it like this, as if there was a flower in it, which attracted all his attention.

This was just a temptation, and their group didn't have much time, and they were ready to erode at least half of a dozen top-tier cities within a month. In addition to this Saddle Ghost City, which is ready to be used as a foundation, other cities must at least plant the seeds of rebellion deep in the hearts of the people.

When the land of the last dynasty is in chaos and no longer what it used to be, the fortunes of the country will inevitably suffer.

A spark is enough to start a prairie fire.

At that time, all the bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods who were suppressed in the past and couldn't raise their heads will appear, and gentlemen, villains, and heroes will all appear in this dispute one by one.

The more chaotic the Central Plains, the better it is for Nangong Fan!

The end of the Heavenly Seal desperately attacked the Heavenly Weapon City in order to abandon the present and fight for the vast future.

As long as it succeeds, even if millions of people die for it, the strength of the last dynasty will not only not decline a little, but will skyrocket to the extreme that the predecessors have not reached.

A famous city centered on refining weapons and alchemy, a little thing that flows out of its fingernails can make the rivers and lakes riot, what if it swallows it whole?

Stepping on the entire earth is no longer illusory, sweeping the galaxy with monstrous momentum, and dominating the starry sky is no longer a lie.

And the Doomsday Seal, who has completed this feat, will become the first person in the history of the Starry Sky Realm, thus obtaining unexpected benefits.

Based on Mo Hongnan and Mo Tianxi's resentment towards Nangong Fan, he will never end well at that time.

The wheel of history will surely push everyone forward, and there is no way back.

Nangong Fan must fight no matter what he is for.

The strength of his side cannot participate in the battle of Heavenly Weapon City for the time being.

Several successes fanned the flames, and the two armies fed the war with war.

Now it's up to us to see if this fanning the flames has any effect.

If the effect is wonderful, a paper order will be given, and the entire dark society will act everywhere.

Regardless of whether they are traitors or not, whether they have their own little Jiujiu in their hearts, Nangong Fan just wants to add fuel to the fire of the already chaotic Central Plains.

The more this fire burns, the better, and it is better to directly overthrow the rule of the last dynasty.

Nangong Fan looked at the originally empty Saddle City, becoming more and more chaotic, nodded with satisfaction, and smiled slightly, the effect was surprisingly good.

In addition to the ghostly fire, there were also people who participated in this feast of public opinion, and the reputation of the end dynasty in Saddle Ghost City took a sharp turn.

The former crown prince Mo Hongbai has become a benchmark erected by countless people, like the sky.

"Hei Shao, I'm afraid I won't be able to do well. Mo Hongbai stood behind Nangong Fan and bowed his head respectfully.

"No one can do a thing well at once, and your ability has been fully reflected in Beiliang City. Nangong Fan didn't look back, with a strange smile on his face.

"I'm just afraid that I'll delay the Black Young Project. Mo Hongbai continued to speak.

"It's okay, it's all groping around. It's just that you've suffered and you have to stand up against your father. Nangong Fan spoke slowly.

"My father did the opposite, I just woke him up. Mo Hongbai spoke softly, and his tone was very firm.

Nangong Fan's eyes became deeper and deeper.

......

Night fell quietly.

Youxin is still sitting alone in the room where he met the prince, playing with the sharp dagger in his hand alone.

"Meow!"

Youxin's body paused slightly, a sword flower flashed, and a black robe was instantly wrapped around his body.

A dodge appeared at the door of the Sincere Pawn Shop, where five people were already waiting for him.

One of them put his hand to his mouth.

"Meow!"

Lifelike.

Youxin lowered her eyebrows and walked in front of a few people, "The little ones have seen a few adults." ”

"I've locked the position of the prince, and I'm starting to close the net!"

"Yes, sir!"

Several people were nowhere to be seen in the dark streets.

......

Nangong Fan stood alone in the position where he stood during the day.

The moonlight shone on the transparent wine glass, and the corners of his mouth had an inexplicable charm, "It's a coincidence that the person in charge of this Saddle Ghost City actually rebelled." ”

"Heh, Father?"

The streets of the city were full of shadows, and no one was walking around the streets.

Stand tall and see far.

The darkness did not seem to form a single obstacle.

Nangong Fan was looking at the small corner courtyard that was only the size of a fingernail under his eyes.

"The main force is being dragged in Tianqi City, how many strong people will there be in the end of the dynasty?" Nangong Fan shook his wine glass and took a sip slightly.

The small courtyard at the corner suddenly lit up with a spiritual light.

Nangong Fan squeezed the wine glass fiercely, turning into tiny fragments that slipped from his fingertips, and the white light fluttered with the breeze, and he didn't know where it would fall.

Someone saw this light and looked up, but where was there a figure at the top?

.....

Nangong Fan was like a cheetah, and his body easily crossed more than ten meters in a single move, leaving no shadow, and he was moving forward quickly in the dark night.

He didn't go to the small courtyard in the corner of the corner, two consummations, three or four legends were there, and all that was waiting for Youxin and a few eagle dogs was to shatter his own teeth.

He has more important things to do.

Knock down the City Lord's Mansion as a temporary base for the Alliance.

In a few turns, Nangong Fan's body was stunned, and he stood here looking at the City Lord's Mansion that was still brightly lit not far away.

Wang Zai was alone outside Saddle Hidden City, in addition to being used as a response, he was also patrolling the small city and suburbs to which Saddle Ghost City belonged, gathering the members of the secret society in several small towns.

Nangong Fan plans to build the Dark Society into an elite force like the Blood River Tribe.

The elimination of traitors, rewards, etc., is officially on the agenda.

This is the only force under his jurisdiction.

Shen Luo Fu and Hu Teng are patiently waiting for the arrival of Youxin and the Eagle Dog of the Last Dynasty.

Originally, Shen Luofu said that it was enough for him alone, but Nangong Fan still asked Hu Teng and Mo Hongbai to join him, in case the other party used some indiscriminate means.

Only Nangong Fan attacked the City Lord's Mansion.

Nangong Fan's eyes scanned the surroundings, focusing on the luxurious brick wall.

There was a faint wave hovering around there.

Formation!

The Central Plains is rich, and the city lord's mansion is extremely luxurious.

The no-fly formation has reached the extreme in this vicinity, and after being able to fly, many people have neglected the cultivation of light skills. This brick wall is three meters high, and even the Martial Emperor may not be able to climb over the wall.

Of course, this is not a little difficult for Nangong Fan.

He was just snooping inside the brick wall.

Spiritual sense is useless.

Nangong Fan sighed leisurely, the Central Plains is really rich people, and this city lord is the best among them.

There are no less than three spirit veins that have been assigned to Saddle Ghost City alone, and there are not many other mineral veins.

Rich people have one thing in common, they are afraid of death!

The entire city lord's mansion can be said to be armed to the teeth.

Every half a meter on this brick wall, a Soul Eater Stone is perfectly embedded in it, which can swallow all the spiritual sense, and no one is allowed to peek into the scenery.

What about Divine Consciousness?

Nangong Fan's divine mind commanded the divine power to probe out, well, there was a slight obstacle, but it was still useful.

There were patrols in the yard.

The divine sense swept by, and in just a moment, Nangong Fan found that this person who patrolled day and night had at least three or four martial saints.

The owner of the top city in the Central Plains fully displayed his wealth in front of Nangong Fan.

Nangong Fan withdrew his divine sense, swept over the location of the Soul Eater Stone, and pouted. Perhaps it was the recent turmoil that had caused the various formations of the City Lord's Mansion to be operating at a high load.

All the soldiers in his hands were transferred, and the city lord probably panicked in his heart, for fear that the untouchables in his eyes would come to him to fight his teeth.

The black dragon sword appeared in his hand, and two sharp rays of blood slashed into the void.

Chop down on two basis points.

Looking at the part of the brick wall that had lost its dangerous aura, Nangong Fan nodded with satisfaction.

Among the people who can be blocked by the formation, he is not included Nangong Fan!

The body shook slightly, and the no-fly formation was useless, and he walked in the air and jumped into the city lord's mansion.

Nangong Fan's position happened to be in the shadow of a big tree, and he was dressed in black, so he didn't attract anyone's attention.

The patrol people seemed to be a little listless, and the wall was operated by the formation carved by the city lord at a great price, and they were just going through the motions to give the city lord who was greedy for life and afraid of death a little comfort.

Without the sound of them walking around like this, the lord of the castle couldn't even sleep.

Fortunately, this has also made their recent income rise a lot.

Nangong Fan stood in the shadows, seemingly completely integrated with the big tree, his eyes swept up and down, carefully looking at the several major buildings in the City Lord's Mansion.

This city lord's mansion is like a palace that has shrunk countless times, and Nangong Fan really didn't know what the purpose of these buildings was for a while.

Nangong Fan used his peripheral vision to look at the patrols who were walking around the courtyard at will, trying to tell which room the city lord slept in from their movements.

Nangong Fan was very cautious, and he didn't even dare to watch with his eyes, for fear that someone with a keen eye would notice that something was wrong.

After observing like this for a while, Nangong Fan finally locked a position.

The patrolling Martial Saint would look up at that room from time to time.

The corners of Nangong Fan's mouth twitched slightly, and his body seemed to turn into the wind, heading forward.

"Hmm! it's so cool!" a man who had almost fallen asleep while walking suddenly woke up and looked around suspiciously.

I saw the fallen leaves on the ground swirling in place, as if there was nothing strange about it?

"Hey, this demon wind is weird. He cursed twice and went on patrol.

But he didn't notice that there was a figure passing by above the four-story pavilion where the city lord was sleeping.

Nangong Fan easily jumped into the house.

The pitch-black house didn't affect him at all.

This pavilion was obviously used by the city lord and his family to sleep.

Wardrobe, wooden bed, wooden table you name it.

Nangong Fan swept the entire house, and there was someone on the bed!

It was a woman, who didn't seem to be sleeping well, her bed shrunk into a ball, and her brows furrowed.

It's young.

Nangong Fan turned his eyes, did not miss the spring light that was revealed, his body was slightly suspended, and he quietly escaped from this room.

The house where the suspected city lord was located had received too much attention, and it was not easy to go in directly, so he could only go from other houses.

Nangong Fan's goal is very clear - to kidnap the city lord!

It was the first time he had done such a thing, and it was very exciting to think about.

"Hmm. Nangong Fan sighed lightly, but he didn't expect that there were also people patrolling the stairwell.

Is he so greedy for life and afraid of death? Aren't you afraid of being listened to by the people below? Nangong Fan thought with malice.

This stairwell is so big, it's not something that Nangong Fan can avoid if he wants to avoid touching it.

Or go straight through the wall, but unfortunately you haven't learned that kind of move.

Either use the long sword in his hand to cut a path, but the movement is too huge, and Nangong Fan doesn't want to attract people's attention too early.

Nangong Fan's mind turned, his body shook, and a punch slammed out.

A man fell in response. was hugged by Nangong Fan Lisuo and put aside.

His ears fluttered wildly, and he seemed to hear someone in a house whispering in a dream.

"Who?"