Xiang Yao was exposed to such a secret private matter, but he didn't lose his temper, but changed his expression, the charm was gone, and there seemed to be deep affection between his eyebrows and eyes, and he said softly: "Don't Xiao descendants, I rely on Xia Zhenren to take care of it." ”

"Actually, the real person misunderstands the intention of the people today! Why don't you break it down for you?

Xiang Yao is worthy of being the leader cultivator of Fengyue Dao, even if he said black one moment and white the next, his expression is natural and moving, and people can't afford to feel disgusted at all.

She judged the situation again, and immediately threw out such a tempting proposal, such as as Xia Pingsheng nodded, she would offer all the layouts of the "Flower God Temple" with both hands, which was really a "win-win" good idea.

For any power, allies and adversaries are changing, and most likely they are still transmutable.

In the final analysis, the "Flower God Temple" did not cause any losses to the "Heavenly Creation" on the surface, so it was not uncommon for it to be unable to eat the other party, but it had interests and needs, and instead sought an alliance.

Xia Pingsheng didn't even have the slightest fluctuation in his eyes, and only said, "It's over, get out!"

Suddenly the woods and grass swayed, the low whistling in the wind was muffled and dangerous, and then screams continued to be heard all around.

Xiang Yao was taken aback, and turned his head to see several of his subordinates entangled in vines drilled out of the ground.

Those vines climbed up the human body very quickly, and when a small branch hit the skin, there were more than a dozen of them rushing madly, no matter how you use swords or magic weapons, you can't clean it up at all, and the human body will be wrapped into a ball of thread in a moment.

The most terrifying thing was the blood-red light on the turquoise vines, like the pulsation of human blood, which quickly spread to all the vines. The exposed hands and feet of those people quickly lost their blood color, turned pale and gray, and after a few moments, their skin was wrinkled and atrophied.

Outside the square, new green points of light erupted again, expanding outward. This time, the expansion had no intention of stopping, not only suppressing the Yanfu's colorful glass-like defensive array, but also rushing towards the outside world.

What kind of strong man has such terrifying power?!

"Heavenly ......" muttered to Yao, all the flattery on his face swept away.

However, this doesn't make sense, the real person of heaven must be famous on the floating map list, and no one in Xia Pingsheng's surname, first name, appearance or supernatural powers is right.

If Xia Pingsheng's supernatural power was concretized before, she foresaw that she would lose at first sight, but now it made her feel that she couldn't resist from the bottom of her heart.

She suddenly felt fear in her heart, and vaguely realized that if she continued like this, not only would this place be fruitless, but the whole situation would collapse completely. Fear is no longer easy to suppress.

Xiang Yao himself is a master of confusion, of course he understands that this kind of thought arises, and there is no fighting spirit at all. Besides, if Xia Pingsheng is really a real person, even if he summons all the powerhouses of the "Flower God Temple" in the current city, he is not his opponent.

And those who may be able to compete with it, who have just sent that summons, obviously will not come to the forefront, let alone make a move. She shook her head, and suddenly disappeared from the spot, not glancing at her men in the small square.

Since Xia Pingsheng began to kill people, it is impossible to save him.

At this moment, most people are struggling in the vines, and occasionally one or two are standing in the dead end, not being entangled in the first place, and are still running wildly.

The ranks of the men in black all over the mansion were retreating like a tide, and the stewards who were mixed in with them also left. The monks of Yan Mansion were still in a state of confusion, did not intercept, and did not know what to do next.

It wasn't until the Great Array of Protectors slowly calmed down that the emerald green points of light disappeared together, and everyone heard a familiar voice, "Close the gate of the mansion, return to its place, and rest after the war." ”

Only then did the crowd move quickly as if they had the backbone of the Lord. The battle of the "Demon Hour" has just ended, and the wounded are settled, weapons are repaired, and the branches are pacified, etc., and there are mountains of chores waiting for them to deal with.

Since the sky can't fall, the things at hand still have to be done well. As for the stewards who followed the men in black, the vacant seats could always be filled.

Xia Pingsheng landed directly in front of a terraced house in the outer courtyard.

This is the rest place of the Yanfu chief steward, divided into two entrances inside and outside, the outside has a account room, a large living room, a flower hall, a warehouse, and the inside is a small suite for the chief steward to stay temporarily.

The government has just encountered a change, and although there was no fight in the end, the signs of internal and external collusion cannot be hidden.

More than a dozen chief stewards of "Tiangong Kaiwu" gathered in the large living room at the moment, and many of them had just come down from the battlefield outside the city or inside the city, wrapped in bandages.

The atmosphere in the hall is weird, everyone's faces are not good-looking, it can be said that they have ghosts, or they can be said to be wary of each other, the more they have no ghosts in their hearts, the more nervous they are. You must know that during civil strife, the first person to be killed is the one who did not form a faction.

Xia Pingsheng didn't enter the house, just stood at the door of the hall, looked inside, and then went to the back with his hands down.

When Xia Pingsheng appeared, the chief stewards jumped up in unison, and at this time they didn't get a word, and they couldn't help but look at each other.

Someone asked, "What does Xia Lao mean by this?"

Someone said: "The chief manager seems to have given the order." ”

Someone else suddenly said: "Yes, yes, yes! Rest after the war!"

Someone else arched his hand to everyone and said: "The pharmacy is under the jurisdiction of my brother, and now it must be a heavy department, so I will take the first step in the next step, and I don't feel at ease if I don't look at it." ”

The rest looked at each other and dispersed. Even if there are people with other intentions inside, they have to discuss it in another place, and they are standing in the same courtyard with Xia Pingsheng to conspire, is it for fear that they will be exposed?

The suites of the chief steward are all arranged in the layout of the outer study and the inner bedroom.

In the entire inner courtyard, only Hu Donglai's room was occupied.

The window of the study facing the courtyard is ajar, and you can see someone at the desk waving a pen and rushing to read.

Hu Donglai was not disturbed by the outside world, he was writing a thick product catalog, and there were tall stacks of materials on the table in his hand, taller than the height he was sitting on.

When Hu Donglai heard someone coming, he finished writing the last word first, put the pen on the shelf, and then stood up to greet him.

He bowed down and said, "Xia Shi." Then he turned his head to look at the pile on the table and explained, "The summer 'Treasure Fair' is about to be held, although there have been many events recently, but the trade event is also an annual event of the Craftsman's Mansion, so I will do some desk work first." ”

Hu Dong said calmly, plus he was already handsome and graceful, and anyone who saw him had to praise the young talent.

Xia Pingsheng looked at him for a while, and said lightly: "What about others?"

Hu Donglai was silent for a moment, and his voice turned cold: "If you are asking the lord of the mansion, he has not come back after the war. ”

Xia Pingsheng nodded, turned around and left.

Hu Donglai suddenly rushed to the door and said loudly: "Master Xia, where am I not as good as him?!"

Xia Pingsheng turned around, looked into his eyes, and said slowly: "The direction is wrong, no matter how hard you try, it's not the right way." With that, the figure disappeared from the spot.

Hu Donglai was stunned and stunned.

Outside the high wall of the Yan Mansion, Xia Pingsheng's figure suddenly appeared in mid-air, and then said to a void beside him: "Come out." ”

Fu Mingxuan's whole body was full of sword intent, his breath was as cold as ice and snow, he had not yet withdrawn from this realm, and when he saw Xia Pingsheng, he only asked almost indifferently: "Da Lang is not in the mansion?"

Xia Pingsheng glanced at him and said, "It turned out to be 'Xiaoyoumen'." Rumen pays attention to uninhibited nature, and all laws return to the sect. However, if the Dharma is unlimited, it is impossible. You follow this ruthless way of killing, don't forget your heart and rules. ”

Fu Mingxuan's eyes slowly dissipated indifferently, regained his usual gentleness and modesty, and bowed down and said, "Thank you for your teachings." It's too chaotic in the city, do you know where Brother Ting'er is now?"

Xia Pingsheng shook his head and said, "Let's find it." ”

The old mansion of the Tu family and the city lord's mansion are actually two blocks on either side of the same avenue. The Tu family has been the lord of the city for nearly a hundred years, and the two neighborhoods have become more and more integrated, until today, only some symbolic boundaries exist, so that a full name of the longest and most prosperous street has been achieved.

Most of the once magnificent streets are now in flames.

I don't know if the Protector Circle was broken, or if it didn't activate at all, and there was no sign of mana fluctuations.

On the contrary, the long-range weapons held by the attackers have been blessed, just like those bead crossbows that ambushed Feng Yi in the alley, and after landing, they will also trigger a mana explosion, which is extremely terrifying for the Tu family guards who are obviously underprepared.

The invaders are also a group of black-clothed men with red scarves and masks, and the weapons they carry are obviously used for group battles, all of them are sabres and long-range magic weapons, compared to the monks of the Tu family, the single combat power is not superior, but when attacking in formation, it is simply a one-sided slaughter.

Looking at the whole battlefield from a high place, it can be found that the main target of the man in black is not the city lord's mansion, only a team is divided to harass, and the main direction of attack is the old mansion of the Tu family.

The guards on the periphery of the Tu family had retreated. Those black-clothed men were not afraid of being surrounded at all, and they didn't clean the surrounding sentry posts, so they directly advanced to the middle line.

The face of the seal stood on the ruins of a building as if it were sinking into water, looking at the chaotic battlefield ahead.

He originally wanted to send Yan Kaiting to safety, but after leaving the alleyway, he realized that this interception was probably not aimed at him personally. The war of the Tu family made him have no time to send people back to Yan Mansion.

The neighborhoods as far as the eye can see are not all quiet, and there is no idea where there are ambushes. Yan Kaiting was more than enough to deal with ordinary monks, but his left shoulder was not lightly injured at this time, as long as he met either Min Hong or Luo Jin again, it would be more than lucky.

Feng Yizhi straightened out the clothes that were torn in the fight, grabbed the Mo knife in his hand, turned his head to look at Yan Kaiting and said: "Follow me, if Min Hong or Luo Jin appears, don't be reckless, if you can escape, run away quickly." ”

Yan Kaiting said: "It's not just the two of them who want to dodge, right?

Feng Yiyi's face pinched the expression of a hot potato, "So, Lord Yan, please take care! Don't let the Tu family be demolished by these rabbit cubs, but by Xia Pingsheng!"

Yan Kaiting said curiously: "Master Xia, that is the power to generate all things, it can't compare to the lethal power of your 'Jianghu Night Rain' sword intent, right?"

Feng Yizhi said with a toothache: "He can tear down half of the Yujing." ”

At this time, Feng Yizhi's expression suddenly became solemn, and he didn't even have time to say hello, so he threw himself into the corner of the Tu family's old house.

Yan Kaiting paid a little attention, and his face changed slightly, there were two groups of people fighting fiercely, and the clothes turned out to be Tu family members.

And one of the knives is the most eye-catching, the blade is slightly narrower and longer than the standard size, and the cold air is like a frost flower when it dances, and it will condense into a flowery entity, which is Tu Yuyong's "Ice Xuan"!