If so, is Alain a member of the Moses? And this downstairs has something to do with the Moses? ”

Things seem to be getting more and more complicated. This hometown of the original owner, Moon City, actually has so many secrets? She heard the conversation between Bei Mingao and Su Zhan clearly, and knew that Nishang Tower was a little red base of the world's famous killer organization, and now she found out that Tianxialou was related to the Moses people. Is it because she has been too negligent and ignorant, or is there a treacherous storm in Moon City? There is also the Northern Pride, called Patrol Frontier, but he refuses to leave in Moon City? What is he for?

"Master, to be on the safe side," the fat mouse took out a long cloak and stand from her spatial ring and stood on Leng Yuehuang's shoulder. One man and one rat soon dressed up as a teenager,—— wearing a hat and veil.

A blue cape, a blue brocade dress, and long trousers almost hanging down to the ground, so that others can't see what's underneath the pants.

One person and one rat swaggered into the downstairs of the world. The door was unguarded, but when they entered the gate, a muscular and shirtless man came out and stopped them.

"Stop! What are you doing here?! Do you know that this is the world downstairs?! "Zhuang has a very horizontal temperament, and his eyes are like torches.

"Of course I know where this is. Flashing this son naturally came to spend money to buy news. How? Could it be that the landlord is not doing business today? The fat rat urn was angry, like a man talking. Immediately, a bag of gold was thrown out and fell at the feet of the strong man.

Seeing the strong man of gold, he grinned, bent down to pick it up, and greeted him with a smile: "Son, please come in." Recently, there have been many disciples who have come to make trouble, and our landlord is overwhelmed, so please forgive me for being offended. ”

"Someone is actually making trouble downstairs in the world? Isn't this not taking the landlord in his eyes? Your landlord put up with it? "The fat mouse was a little curious.

"Naturally, I won't put up with it. Our landlord has already punished those few disciples who don't know the height of the sky, but I'm afraid that there will be that kind of boring person again. So we have to check for the landlord. The strong man smiled and bent down to make a gesture of please, and walked forward with one person and one mouse. The fat mouse deliberately chatted with the strong man, and it seemed that he was chatting but actually got a lot of news.

Leng Yuehuang kept silent, just walked well. After passing through the flowerbed and entering the main building, the strong man took his leave. One person and one rat went up the stairs floor by floor, and the room of the owner of the downstairs was on the top floor, and they didn't want to reveal their identities, so they could only walk up. The fat mouse is nothing, Leng Yuehuang's little arms and legs are tired enough.

Finally to the top. As soon as I went up, a bamboo flute sounded. Gently, the voice is not loud, but it sounds very comfortable, as if a person is greeting each other, and like a long-lost reunion of a close friend talking about an old friend who has not seen me for a long time......

The living room was empty, but there were different picture scrolls hanging on the walls. Leng Yuehuang's intuition told her that the person playing the flute inside already knew that she was coming, and she didn't want to disturb the flute music, so she put her steps more lightly, and her eyes swept over the picture scrolls one by one, remembering the pictures on them. She found that each painting was a landscape picture, which together turned out to be a rolling mountain range, and on these scrolls there was a picture of the back of a young girl, dressed in a white cloak and with long flowing hair, standing under a plum tree, and beside the plum tree were two lovely unicorns.

"Enough girl?" After the time of half a pillar of incense, the sound of the flute stopped abruptly, the bamboo curtain rose without wind, and a handsome man wearing a white shirt embroidered with a green bamboo picture walked out.

Emperor Huanghuang