Just when the news of the Duanmu family's sweep of the forces in Anyang City swept through Anyang County, Anyang City, the core of Anyang County's economy and strength, was filled with an inexplicable smell at the moment.

After the Great War, Anyang City is now full of ruins, but the reconstruction work has begun at this moment. However, the attitudes of the people in the city are very different, there are joy, there are excitement, there are fear, there are horrors.

Many flame people in the city looked at the dilapidated mansions of many families, and they were all panicked at the moment, the previous battle of various families, everyone was dozens of miles away, and they could clearly feel the fluctuation of the fire spirit, this kind of strength collision has not happened in Anyang City for many years.

However, the merchants in the city were already overjoyed at the moment, because they ushered in the new master of Anyang City, the Liu Qing family.

However, this Liu Qing family is obviously not the source of their excitement, the force behind the Liu Qing family must be the Duanmu family, one of the five major families in Phoenix Continent. In this way, it will also mean that Anyang City will inevitably be the rule of the Duanmu family, so that they can use the power distribution of the Duanmu family to further expand their business outside the county, and in the process, they will naturally pay a high "protection fee" to the Duanmu family.

For such a "protection fee", they still had some doubts before, but who knew that the price offered to them by the Liu Qing family made them extremely satisfied, and even more fair than they imagined, and for a while, they were a little lucky to be guided by this Liu Qing family.

As everyone knows, the wolf's ambition is difficult to satisfy after all, and everything is just a precursor to the coming storm.

Anyang City, a high-rise building in the center of the city, does not have too much gorgeous decoration, but the simple and unpretentious attic building has a height of dozens of zhang, which seems to be extremely stable. It is said that this building has been baptized for hundreds of years, the reincarnation of several generations, and the name of the high-rise building is Zifeng Pavilion.

Anyang Yihe, the purple phoenix flying eastward, is the meaning of the attic.

At this moment, among the floors of the attic, there are figures moving, and many people in the costumes of the flames are standing on the periphery of the attic, all of them are curiously looking at the current Anyang City, as if watching the strange customs of his place.

On the top floor of the attic, there is a huge living room, and dozens of giant chairs are placed in the living room, and at this moment, the giant chairs are already full of many flame people, and the flame power fluctuations emitted by these flame people can be described as terrifying, and it is also the same, as well as these dozens of people. There were even two people in flame-patterned robes, an old man with snow-white hair and wrinkles on his face, and an extremely handsome middle-aged man, both of whom were closing their eyes as if they were in deep thought.

In the center of the hall, on the giant chair in the end, a middle-aged man was constantly moving his body, as if he was sitting down with something, this person was the deputy head of the Liu Qing family, Liu Qingxie. He looked at a young man with extremely delicate facial features beside him, the latter was holding two golden balls in his hands, squeaking, his face did not show the slightest expression, but he did not have any words, and the man on the giant chair in the center had to gently shake the iron fan in his hand, and many beads of sweat on his forehead continued to overflow.

This person, the new ruler of Anyang City, Duanmu Rong.

A moment later, the sound of hurried footsteps came into the hall from the bottom of the top floor of the attic, and at this moment, the sound of the golden ball in Duanmu Rong's hand suddenly stopped, and everyone looked in the direction of the attic stairs.

Just when everyone looked at it like this, Liu Qingxie's hand holding the iron fan was even tighter, because the reason for today's formation was because of his Liu Qing family.

On the side of the stairs made of pale red Qingyuan wood, a middle-aged man dressed in the costume of the flame man walked out of the Qingyuan wood stairs resignedly, looking at the people in the center of the hall, his face was already iron-blue, and he immediately became even more serious.

Liu Qingxie looked at the middle-aged man who walked in front of him, and a little unnatural appeared on his face, this person was Liu Qingmiao, a strong man in the Liu Qing family, and his strength had also reached the fifth rank.

Liu Qingmiao stood in front of the hall, except for one of the middle-aged men wearing a flame pattern robe, he could feel that the strength of these people was far greater than his own, especially the four people on the side of Duanmu Rong, who had extremely delicate facial features in front of the hall, each of them was extremely strong in oppression for himself, and one of them was wearing a flame pattern robe.

Seeing the visitor walk to the front of the hall, Liu Qingxie gritted his teeth, and still respectfully asked Duanmu Rong, who had extremely delicate facial features: "Young Master Rong, my brother has arrived, look..."

Duanmu Rong glanced at Liu Qingxie in the hall, there was no anger between his eyebrows, and there was even a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Liu Qingmiao is originally from Uncle Xie's mansion, so we won't interfere, you just have to ask yourself..."

Liu Qingxie looked at Duanmu Rong and said like this, the beads of sweat on his forehead overflowed more, Liu Qingmiao, as the backbone of his clan, his strength is beyond doubt, but this time the rectification of Anyang City, there was an accident, and he had to be held accountable, Duanmu Rong spoke like this, obviously to see how he dealt with it, at this time, there was no doubt that his Liu Qing family was like cutting meat.

Although he himself was in the center of this high hall, how could he not know that he was just the puppet of Duanmu Rong on his side, and on Duanmu Rong's side, there were three people with the Nine Stages of the Realm, one of them was Xie Moke, the head of the Xie Mansion of the old family in Anyang City, and the other two were in Liu Qingcheng, where he had already seen them.

As for the two flame pattern masters in front of the hall wearing flame pattern robes, he could also feel that the latter's spiritual power was extremely strong, and with such fluctuations, he had definitely stepped into the ranks of second-grade flame pattern masters, and he even suspected that the white-haired old man in front of him might have entered the third grade, because of his spiritual power, his consciousness sea felt extremely depressed. In addition, the strength of the remaining five Yan people is also above him, and he has already reached the strength of the eighth stage of the release realm, and they are all from Anyang County, as for what means this Duan Mu Rong uses at the moment, and how to subdue it, it is unknown...

In such a situation, Liu Qingxie had to sigh lightly.

As for the merits of joining the Duanmu family's camp, it is unknown, but now the reputation of the Liu Qing family in Anyang City is absolutely unique, but all this is thanks to the big hand of the Duanmu family behind the scenes.

A discerning person can also see clearly...

Liu Qingxie was helpless, drank the tea on the table, and a trace of bitterness slowly poured into his throat, and immediately, he said sharply: "Liu Qingmiao, how did the old man of the pharmacy escape from your pursuit?"

Looking at the brother who was asking in the center of the hall, Liu Qingmiao didn't know that the current situation in this hall was that he was afraid that he would be more auspicious, but he was also extremely depressed, he was just cleaning the shops and merchants in Anyang City, but he met a person who was in the realm of flames, and his strength was even above him, so he could only watch him leave from under his nose, and as for how the latter left from Anyang City, he really didn't know.

Liu Qingmiao also finished speaking at 1510.

"A pharmacy merchant has the strength to release the realm, even above the fourth stage, this Anyang Chen is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon?"

But just as he finished speaking, Duanmu Rong, who was sitting quietly in the hall, squeaked the golden ball in his hand, and after a moment of pause, he sighed in a soft voice.

"Impossible, I, Xie Moke, have been operating in Anyang City for decades, why haven't I found such a powerful pharmacy?"

"Wanderer, when has it been rotten on the street?"

"Funny..."

Just when Duanmu Rong's voice landed, a burly old man stood up from the giant chair, and the dark black flame power on the side of him appeared, looking at Liu Qingmiao in the center of the hall and said sharply, he is Xie Moke, the head of the Xie Mansion, although he is very old, but now he does have black hair, and it is like this, his age is much younger, especially in stark contrast to the white-haired inflammation tattoo master in front of him.

As his words landed, the hall fell silent for a moment.

Liu Qingxie in the hall did not speak, there was no problem with what Xie Moke said, if it was an old man with the strength of the fourth stage of the realm, he actually opened a medicine shop in Anyang City, and he was not discovered, this is almost impossible to happen, as for why Liu Qingmiao said this, he did not know.

At this moment, he could only frown and wait quietly.

In the hall, the sound of golden balls creaked, and Duanmu Rong also slowly stood up from the high chair and slowly walked in front of Liu Qingmiao. His delicate face and upright and decent temperament made Liu Qingmiao feel a little awkward, looking at Duanmu Rong in front of him, who was much lower than him in terms of age and strength, the fear in his heart grew to the extreme at this moment, and this fear made him dare not look at Duanmu Rong directly.

Duanmu Rong looked at Liu Qingmiao, who had misty eyes, and the corners of his mouth smiled slightly, and said, "Uncle Lu, please go deep into his sea of consciousness and investigate..."

Hearing Duanmu Rong's words, Liu Qingxie, who was holding the iron fan in the center of the hall, was fiercely pierced into his palm, and a feeling of pain poured into the depths of his body, and he was extremely restrained, and he also slowly stood up, and said: "Young Master Rong, this kind of investigation, I'm afraid it will have a great impact on my younger brother!"

Spy on the sea of consciousness, that is, the flame pattern master will penetrate his spiritual power into the sea of consciousness of another person, you know, the flame pattern master has a primordial spirit, the sea of consciousness has undergone polishing and development, and has become the sea of consciousness in the real sense, but for non-flame pattern masters, there is no primordial spirit in their sea of consciousness at all, and it is also chaotic.

After all, the Liu Qing family needed to pay a lot of time, energy, and talent to cultivate a Realm Flame Cultivator.

However, even if he said this, the gray-haired old man on the giant chair still slowly opened his eyes and looked at Liu Qingmiao in front of the hall.

Seeing this situation, Liu Qingxie held the iron fan in his hand with a greater strength, although he had already said it, but if Duanmu Rong really wanted to do this, he would be helpless.

Duanmu Rong, who had delicate facial features, looked at Liu Qingxie above, and a smile appeared on top of his handsome face, blowing in front of Liu Qingxie like a "spring breeze", but this smile made him shudder.

"Uncle Xie, don't worry, Uncle Lu is the third-grade flame tattoo master of my Duanmu family, and his spiritual power control has already been superb, and he won't hurt Liu Qingmiao..."

After Duanmu Rong finished speaking, the snow-white haired old man slowly stepped down from the giant chair and walked towards Liu Qingmiao.

Although everyone felt that the old man's spiritual power was terrifying, in the end, Duanmu Rong came up with the result of the three grades, and his heart was still like a tide.

The three-grade flame tattoo master, to a certain extent, is more rare than the person who senses the flame, and it is like this, appearing in Anyang City, how terrifying, many local flame people in Anyang County saw such an old man, and their hearts were full of fear, even Xie Moke was like this.

Liu Qingxie in the hall, hearing Duanmu Rong's words, the color on his face became a little pale.

A sense of powerlessness came from the depths of my heart.