Gong Yan shook his finger.

"Revealed? How can it be? I'm going to get my hands on Moonfall City. However, there are more people in a hurry than the palace family, so naturally someone is in a hurry, so why hurry? ”

In his mind, the figure of Lian Yaoji, who looked like an ice beauty, came to mind.

Ahem, Lian Yaoji looks good.

Of course, this kind of femme fatale, the palace murderer can only be timid. No one knew that he was looking for him with the portrait of the Moon Fall City, but it was this ninth holy envoy.

"She really knows me."

Gong Yan leaned back on the chair contentedly, his folded hands tapping gently.

It's just that when he is a palace murderer, is he a fool like a cold seal Zen, where is it so simple to use him as a gunman?

Gong Yan feels that he has been quite popular recently.

Not only Lian Yaoji looked for him, but even Leng Fengzen secretly communicated with him.

Lian Yaoji asked him to catch the moon and fall into the city, and Leng Fengzen asked him not to meddle in this matter, comparing the status of these two people, Gong Yan naturally chose to refine Yaoji, so it meant a little.

But the person didn't catch it, and the palace murderer was really a little curious about the moon falling into the city.

"What kind of beauty is it, no, another refining Yaoji, right?"

……

As a result, all the families in the Holy City fell into a state of wait-and-see.

Not to mention entering the forest, more and more people are rushing back to the city from the forest.

The warriors who did not participate in the encirclement and suppression of the Moon Allure City did not dare to stay in the forest. Otherwise, if you are unlucky enough to encounter Moon Fall City, and you will be killed without saying a word, wouldn't you be wronged?

For a while, the daily treasure hunting was in full swing, and the mountains and forests that were full of people suddenly became magically empty.

Hua Yan was so happy that she was about to die, "Great, such a big forest is ours." Dig up all the artifacts! Dafait! ”

Moon Allure City also has this intention.

Squandered too many emperor-level spiritual weapons, and you have to replenish some inventory in case you need it.

Since the emperor-level spirit weapon can depict the spirit pattern, when the spirit pattern is needed, there is no need for the ghost owl to produce the material.

Yue Chengcheng wasn't sure how many of these wood grains he still had on him, but what he had in his hands was all good things, and she felt that it was a bit of a waste to use her current cultivation.

She's not a loser at all.

Hehe?

Such a peaceful day has passed for more than half a month.

On this day, they met a half-baked person - Xiaode.

Xiao De stretched out his hand towards the moon and said, "Sugar Candy." ”

He stretched out his hand to Hua Yan before, and after Yueqicheng gave him once, it seemed that he had made a great start, and he was used to asking Yueqingcheng for pills.

Yue Chengcheng casually threw a bottle of elixir over.

Hua Yan asked, "Hey, Xiaode, how did you get into the Holy City?" ”

At the beginning, they had the documents of the holy envoy, but of course, because the people who were cold and sealed the Zen went to pick them up in person, the documents were not used. But if Zhang Lao goes through informal channels, he can empty the entire bottom of the box before he can come in.

How did this stunned man get in?

Xiaode's short body raised his head and glanced at her.

Then, I opened the bottle and ate it happily.

After waiting for an answer for a while, Hua Yan complained: "Sister, I think he seems to have become a little smarter, if he continues to pretend to be stupid, he won't cheat our pills, right?" Or do you ask him? ”

Xiaode closed the Dan bottle and ran away.

Huayan: "......"

Yueqingcheng said: "Maybe it's easier for the Purple Spirit Martial Artist to enter the city." Forget it, leave him alone. ”

Xiao De looked at his mental state a lot better, his eyes were much brighter than before, and he also had a lot of complex emotions.

Crazy and mysterious, who knows what he wants to do?