"Luokoucang and Luoyang are too close, it is impossible for Your Majesty to let an enemy occupy Luokoucang and look at Luoyang. Therefore, the main thing in the White Pavilion is to continue to occupy Luokoucang, and he can only form an alliance with His Majesty!" Shi Zhixuan said coldly.

"What if Bai shook his head?" Bai Mu's gaze at Shi Zhixuan also became cold.

"Shaking your head? Before Pei came, His Majesty said that if the White Pavilion Master shook his head, then His Majesty would not hesitate to come, how did the White Pavilion Master get Luokoucang in the first place, and how did His Majesty take it back from the White Pavilion Master!"

"The White Pavilion Master should be happy, it is Pei Mou who is here this time, not His Majesty, otherwise it will ......"

The threat in Shi Zhixuan's still cold tone was self-evident.

Looking at Shi Zhixuan's cold eyes under the white hair, an even colder chill gradually emanated from Bai Mu's body and headed towards Shi Zhixuan.

And the cold aura on Shi Zhixuan's body surged at the same time, surging towards the white wood.

Laugh at!

The air, instantly frozen, is suffocating.

When Bai Mu captured Luokoucang, he relied on personal force and forcefully seized it, and His Majesty Great Qin, who was stronger than Bai Mu, could naturally rely on personal force to take Luokoucang.

And now, although Bai Mu didn't know why His Majesty Great Qin didn't come to Luokoucang, which was close at hand, because he was seriously injured in the battle with Xiang Yutian or why.

But now Shiroki, can't bet.

Air solidifies quickly and melts quickly.

"How does His Majesty Great Qin want to form an alliance?" Bai Mu asked as he withdrew his killing intent.

"Half of the grain! The countless grains that Luokoucang has accumulated over the years, Your Majesty wants half!" Shi Zhixuan said.

"Half, not much, Bai can afford it!" Bai Mu said expressionlessly.

"That's it, thank you Pavilion Master!"

......

"Pavilion master, that's half of the grain, without this half of the grain, our martial arts hall ......"

An hour later, it was still that compound, Xu Shiji and Zu Junyan looked at the expressionless Bai Mu, and their expressions were unwilling.

"Okay, the matter of food has been decided, you don't have to say more, if you lose this half of the food, the martial arts hall will not starve to death!"

Bai Mu waved his hand to interrupt Xu Shiji: "The matter of food is so decided, you have to hurry up about Buwu." Also, in the martial arts hall, the supply resources of the disciples below the third layer of the iron cloth body are mainly grains, and the disciples above the third layer are mainly meat, and the number is not limited!"

"Owner, this ...... There isn't much meat in the city!" Xu Shiji was embarrassed again.

"Isn't it enough? Isn't there still horses, do you think after the iron cloth body breaks through the third layer, how useful will those war horses be? Okay, that's it, you guys go down!"

Saying yes, Shiraki waved his hand.

Waving their hands, Xu Shiji and the others wanted to speak and stopped, but after seeing Bai Mu's expressionless face, they could only retreat helplessly.

......

Chang'an, Zhongnan Mountain, Emperor Peak.

"Yang Guang, I can't imagine that I will be able to send you on your way only if you lose the two top masters of my Cihang Jingzhai and Jingnian Zen Sect!

In the mountains after Cihang Jingzhai, Fan Qinghui, who looked at the sky with a calm face, looked at the sky, and felt in his mouth.

"And that white wood, no one can be happy after killing the people of my Buddha Sect, is it a great master of hard work? Ning Daoqi is seriously injured and missing, and the vacancy of my Buddha Sect hair care is just filled by you......

Phew!

Suddenly, a black eagle flying from the sky landed on Fan Qinghui's shoulder.

Reaching out and touching the neck of the Black Hawk, he removed the note tied to the black hawk's feet with a comfortable "clucking" sound, and then waved the black hawk into the air.

After glancing at the black eagle that was flying quickly into the sky, Fan Qinghui turned his attention to the note he had taken off.

"It's ......"

As soon as he opened the note, Fan Qinghui's face changed greatly, and then he hurriedly rushed towards the back mountain.

"Patriarch, that Yang Guang ......"

In front of the small stone house in the back mountain, Fan Qinghui's face was respectful, and as soon as he spoke, he was interrupted by an old voice.

"Are you trying to ask, why didn't Yang Guang die?" the old man's voice came from inside the stone house through the crack in the door.

Before Fan Qinghui could speak again, the old voice came out again: "Whether Yang Guang is really dead or fake dead, as long as the people in the world believe that he is dead, he is already a dead man!"

"The will of the people is the will of heaven, as long as all the people in the world think that he Yang Guang is dead, the emperor's luck that has not been suppressed by the jade seal of the country will leave him, and he will choose the real dragon!

"Disciple understands!" Fan Qinghui suddenly woke up and nodded.

"Then Yang Guang is life or death, you don't need to pay attention to it, what you have to do next is to help the shadow son of my Buddhism to the supreme position!"

"Disciple understands!" Fan Qinghui bowed respectfully to the stone house, and then said.

"Patriarch, there is a great master of hard skills on the rivers and lakes, his name is Bai Mu, plus yesterday's Senior Brother Likong, five top grandmasters of my Buddhism have died at his hands. Even Ning Daoqi, the hair care chosen by the patriarch for my Buddhist sect, was seriously injured and disappeared under his hands!"

"Great Grandmaster of Hard Skill, a name that has been around for a long time, I can't imagine that since Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, there has been another strong man of hard skill in this Middle Earth!

"You don't have to worry about his business, someone will handle it, you just need to implement the next plan!"

The voice of old age faded into obscurity, and finally fell silent.

"Yes, Patriarch, disciple retires!"

For a long time, after not hearing the old man's voice, Fan Qinghui bowed respectfully again, and then left quickly.

Ga!!!

Not long after Fan Qinghui left, the stone door of the stone house, which was covered with dust and had not been opened for many years, suddenly rattled, and the crack in the door changed from small to large, and a withered figure that was also covered with dust slowly walked out.

"Great Grandmaster of Hard Gong, is there another awakened person? Presumably Senior Brother, you will not be able to bear it, and that Xiang Yutian!"

I saw the withered figure slowly and quickly walking out of the stone house, and with each step, the dust on its body would drift away, and its flesh would be full at the same time.

"It's just that I don't know who killed the deer this time!"

Ten steps later, the dust drifted away, and the withered figure also turned into a fifteen or sixteen-year-old haired nun who thought she was wearing a monk's robe, her posture was amazing, and she stepped on lotus steps.

The haired nun stepped on the lotus step while looking in the direction of Luoyang, as if she could see thousands of miles.

Suddenly, the haired nun frowned slightly, and her gaze fell on Luoyang City across thousands of miles, and then quickly retracted.

"Zombie body, and, strange breath......"

The southern suburbs of Luoyang, pure Zen Buddhism.

In a bronze hall, hundreds of Buddhist monks sit on the hollow copper wall after their death.

Suddenly, just as the haired nun glanced at it, one of the inconspicuous golden bodies suddenly trembled slightly, her closed eyes suddenly opened, and two amazing lightning bolts flashed in the air.

"It's not the time, junior sister......"

In Luoyang City, it is located in the center of the city of Daqin Mansion.

Yang Guang, who "died" Yu Wenhua, was sitting on a wide chair and looked at Yu Wenhua in front of him with a majestic face.

Suddenly, Yang Guang frowned, looked at the peak of Zhongnan Mountain, the mountain where the haired nun was, and snorted coldly at the same time.

Hum!

Thousands of miles away, in a hidden cave, sitting cross-legged, his eyes closed to Yutian suddenly opened his eyes, and two parallel black lights suddenly shot out of his eyes and shot out towards the entrance of the cave.

Laugh at!!

When shooting out of the hole, the two black lights that were side by side suddenly split into two directions and shot out towards Chang'an and Luoyang.

"Fight for the dragon to decide the winner?"

"Decide the winner with chess pieces?"

The black light teleported to the Emperor Peak and the Bronze Hall, and then the two voices of a man and a woman appeared in Xiang Yutian's ears.

Luokoucang.

Bai Mu, who was expressionless and looking at the retreating figure of Xu Shiji and the others, suddenly felt a palpitation from the bottom of his heart, and the hairs around his body that had been strengthened to be extremely tough exploded one after another.

However, palpitations come and go quickly, and the hair quickly returns to its original state.

"Hmm, a fleeting palpitation, it seems that Buwu's speed has to be accelerated!"

Shiraki frowned suddenly, then quickly let go.

Retracted his gaze from behind the disappeared Xu Shiji and the others, slowly stood up, took a step, and walked towards the outside of the City Lord's Mansion.

Suddenly, the walking figure of Bai Mu froze, and a familiar voice appeared in his ears.

"Shiraki Kid ......"