In the blink of an eye, three days flew by.

After three days of recuperation in Rongcheng, the situation has basically stabilized, but the battlefield at the gate of the city can still smell a strong smell of blood, witnessing the battle three days ago.

This time, the corpse clan made a big move, and even the general spirit of the general clan rushed to Rongcheng in person, but even so, it still returned with a feather, and this matter spread on the Xuanwu Continent at a very fast speed.

On the second day after the danger of Rongcheng was lifted, Kyoto sent someone over to deal with the aftermath.

In addition, the most important thing is that the mysterious powerhouse who helped also attracted the attention of all forces, no matter how he mobilized the 100,000 Yin soldiers, but this person is indeed a human race.

And he can easily defeat Jiang Ling, and his strength must be Emperor Wu, but in the entire Xuanwu Continent, there are only a few Emperor Wu, all of whom are famous existences, but they have never heard of any of them meeting this condition.

Rongcheng City Lord's Mansion, Mu Yunchong, Mei Jingfeng and other masters who had fought in Ziwu Square before were all standing in the meeting hall at this moment.

The main position that should have belonged to Mu Yunchong has been occupied by a middle-aged man at this moment, and he is listening to Mu Yunchong's report below.

The man looked to be about forty or fifty years old, with red hair, a Chinese face, and two big eyes like brass bells, and he looked fierce.

"An Guohou, that's what happened, we also asked the senior afterwards, but he refused to say a word." Mu Yunchong arched his hands and saluted.

Mei Jingfeng also took a step forward at this time, with some doubts on her face.

"Maybe it has something to do with Great Qin, after all, those black armor soldiers before called themselves Great Qin soldiers."

An Guohou is this red-haired man, Dali has a total of eight marquis, the weakest one is the existence of the Martial Emperor, and An Guohou is one of the three martial saints, called Zhou Tiantu, they are all the brothers of the current Emperor Dali.

As a martial saint, An Guohou's position in Dali is pivotal, and he is Zhou Tianyuan's right-hand man.

After listening to Mei's words, Zhou Tiantu shook his head.

"Impossible! This kind of master, in addition to Daqi, only Taiwu Mountain has it, what kind of national strength he Qin is, this is clear, and what those soldiers said is that the West is Great Qin! The sun is rising! How could it be the Qin State located in the east? ”

"This ......"

When Mei was frightened, she thought that this was indeed the case, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

Zhou Tiantu looked at the crowd and then stood up.

"That's it, if this kind of master refuses to tell his name, there must be a reason, but he seems to have a special affection for Rongcheng, I think you can start from this aspect and secretly investigate his origin." After saying this, Zhou Tiantu's expression suddenly became extremely serious.

"But it should be noted that this senior has a great kindness to my Dali, you must not do anything that makes him unhappy, if there are any clues, come to Kyoto immediately to report." After finishing speaking, Zhou Tiantu waved his hand at Mei Fengfeng.

"Yun Chong, you are the city lord of Rongcheng, what do you think about this matter?" After leaving the meeting hall, Mei Jingfeng suddenly asked.

Although Mu Yunchong is the city lord, he is still a junior in front of him, and he naturally speaks very casually.

Mu Yunchong didn't feel any unpleasantness, and thought about it.

"An Guohou's words must be His Majesty's intentions, but with this senior's ability, if he doesn't want us to find out, I'm afraid there is no way for us to find out, try our best to find it."

Between the words, there is helplessness.

Mei smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and left with the people of the Martial Arts Academy.

On the other hand, in the past three days, Tang Feng has gained a lot.

Because he saved the entire Rongcheng as the Black Dragon Lord, many people saw him as a god-like existence.

In the entire Rongcheng, I am afraid that ninety percent of the people have set up the immortal tablet of Lord Black Dragon at home, and they have to offer incense every morning and evening!

So this worship value began to skyrocket wildly.

Host: Tang Feng

Strength: Nine-rank martial artist

Slay the Cult: 0

Number of pointers: 4

Apprentices: 4

Favorable person: 185926

Worship Value: 25368

This is the data counted by the system, Tang Feng always feels inaccurate, what are you kidding, he saved the people of the whole city, how can the number of favorites be so small, and he wiped out tens of thousands of corpses in one go, how can the number of evil spirits killed be "0".

But the explanation given by the system is that the evil ones killed do not rely on his own strength, so they don't count, as for the number of favorable characters, they all refer to cultivators, and ordinary people are not counted, which can make Tang Feng vomit blood.

It's useless to be angry, there's no reason to go.

Regarding the handling of more than 20,000 worship values, after a fierce ideological struggle, Tang Feng decided to exchange things first.

The worship value of the system can be repaid slowly, anyway, he still has nearly a month, and the top priority at the moment is to improve his strength first.

Although the time to obtain the power of the battle spirit this time was very short, the powerful feeling made Tang Feng a little obsessed.

The Martial Arts Academy has almost been repaired, and classes will start as normal tomorrow, so Tang Feng will continue to work tomorrow.

"Mother, I'm really full."

Tang Feng's family runs a restaurant, so it is naturally not bad in terms of eating and drinking, and Zhang Qinglian's craftsmanship is very good, and the food she cooks is delicious, and Tang Feng has eaten it all.

This atmosphere of sitting around the family and eating together makes him enjoy it very much.

"Feng'er, are you going to the Martial Arts Academy later?" At this moment, Tang Jiang suddenly asked.

"yes, what's wrong?" Tang Feng asked inexplicably, and then frowned.

"Dad, you shouldn't let me not go." Tang Feng asked tentatively.

His family spent a lot of money on this job.

"How can you talk to your own son and still grind." Zhang Qinglian on the side was a little impatient, and then looked directly at Tang Fengdao.

"That's right, I've discussed it with your dad and grandpa, and I'm going to send you to Kyoto."

Tang Feng stood up suddenly.

"Kyoto? What am I doing there? Don't go! Tang Feng's head shook like a rattle.

It was not easy to adapt to life in Rongcheng, and Tang Feng didn't want to go there.

Although Kyoto is the center of the entire Dali, there are many masters there, but this is about Tang Feng.

"It's against you, this time you have to go, and if you don't go, you have to go." Seeing this, Zhang Qinglian directly took out the majesty of Yan's mother, and poked Tang Feng's head with her finger.

"Mother! Then you might as well give me a reason. Tang Feng rubbed his head, with a look of grievance.

"Kyoto is safer than this, and you're not too young, so we've arranged a family affair for you there!"

The first half of the sentence "It's okay, but as soon as he heard the second half of the sentence, Tang Feng directly squirted out the tea he had just drunk in his mouth."