"Hmph, let's go!" Mu Feng's cold and bone-chilling murderous intent was put away as soon as he came out, glanced at everyone, and walked away.

When Mu Feng's killing machine appeared, a glimmer of light flashed in Ling Haile's eyes, and he disappeared in an instant, and when he saw Mu Feng leaving, he hurriedly followed, and when he left, he didn't forget to glance at the young man in white, who was also as cold as ice.

When Mu Feng and the four disappeared from everyone's sight, the young man in white reacted, and immediately shouted angrily: "Bastards!

The anger of the young man in white was not that Mu Feng and the two ran away, but that the two Qingqing ran away, and the young man in black behind him certainly understood what he meant, and immediately sneered: "Childe, as long as they are still in Qiming City, we will definitely be able to find out where they live, but the strength of those two, I'm afraid we will have to find some helpers!"

"Well, that's right!" The young man in white pondered for a moment, then suddenly closed the folding fan in his hand, and said, "They said that they want to destroy the power of the city lord, and isn't the city lord my uncle!

"Childe Takami!"

"Go see my uncle at once, the province has a long night!" the two hurried to the largest mansion in the center of the city.

"Qingqing, Han Ling, you two can buy whatever you need!" In a clothing store, the four of them were looking around, to be precise, it was the second daughter who was happily picking around.

Women are inherently inherently intolerant to beautiful things, and they are certainly no exception, even though they are just ordinary clothes, not vestments.

Looking at the happy appearance of the second daughter, Ling Haile smiled and said, "Brother Mu can have such a few subordinates to follow, Ling is very envious!"

"Childe laughed, although they call themselves my subordinates, I have never regarded them as subordinates, but as friends!"

"Friend?" Ling Haile sighed and said with a wry smile: "I'm not afraid of Brother Mu's jokes, Ling has never experienced what it's like to have friends when he's so old!"

Mu Feng glanced at him unexpectedly and said, "Although Mu doesn't know the true identity of the son, he is not ordinary, how can he have no friends?"

"That's why I'm surrounded by sinister calculations, so I don't have real friends!"

Mu Feng's heart was secretly moved, but then he smiled: "I can't imagine the life of you rich sons!"

Ling Haile glanced at Mu Feng deeply, and then, the two looked at each other and smiled, and there was an inexplicable emotion mixed in the laughter.

When the four of them came out of the clothing store, they did not go anywhere else, but went directly back to the 'Yuelai Inn'.

Just when Mu Feng had just entered a state of meditation, he was awakened by a noisy and noisy sound, and the moment he opened his eyes, a trace of cold light came out of his eyes: "Entangled, looking for death!"

Pushing open the window, I saw that on the street outside the window, there was already a row of men in black, and in front of them there were four people, two of whom were the young man in white and his attendants that he had seen before.

The other two were middle-aged men in black with grim expressions, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin, standing there like two towering mountains, calm and heavy.

When Mu Feng pushed open the window, the windows of several adjacent rooms were also pushed open at the same time, and there were a total of six people standing in front of the window, but Ling Mo was missing.

When he saw Ling Haile appear, the young man in white immediately pointed at him and said, "That's what he said to destroy the city lord's power!"

Ling Haile glanced at him coldly and said, "I don't know what you have to do?"

The two black-clothed people led by them, after seeing Ling Haile, their hearts tightened inexplicably, and then they were inexplicably relieved, and this feeling made them secretly laugh at themselves.

The tall and thin middle-aged man said indifferently: "What he said is true?"

"Yes!" Ling Haile's face remained unchanged, and he did not deny it.

"Very well, in that case, you can come with me, right?"

"Oh, what if we don't go?" Ling Haile asked with a smirk.

The young man in white said sharply: "Boy, you don't toast or eat and drink, you have no choice!"

"What he means, that's what you mean?"

"Yes!"

"Haha...... The old man wants to see how your little Qiming City can take my son-in-law away!" The voice sounded, and the window of the room next to Ling Haile was also pushed open, it was Ling Mo.

Ling Mo looked coldly at the people below, his face full of ridicule and disdain, and his proud posture was like a king looking down on his subjects.

When Ling Mou appeared, the faces of the two black-clothed leaders immediately changed greatly, they could feel the amazing momentum on each other's body that far surpassed them, even compared to their city lord, it was not inferior at all, the other party was actually a monk in the late Yuan Infant period.

"Bold fanatics, dare to speak wild words when you are dying!" the young man in white burst into a loud shout, the expression on his face as if Ling Mo had insulted him.

Looking at his arrogant white-clothed youth, a cold light came out of Ling Mo's eyes, and the young man suddenly felt that his chest was hit hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out in an instant, and he fell to the ground with a 'bang'.

The young man in white fell to the ground in an instant, which immediately shocked everyone, and the two leaders in black hurriedly looked at the young man in white on the ground, only to see that his face was like gold paper, the corners of his mouth were constantly overflowing with blood, and his chest was still slightly undulating, but fortunately he was not dead.

"As a great monk in the late Yuan Infant period, isn't it too detrimental to his identity to do this?"

"Identity, the old man is just a subordinate, what kind of identity can he have!" Ling Mo smiled.

The two black-clothed leaders were suddenly shocked, Yuan Ying was just a subordinate in the later period, so the identity of his son-in-law was a little terrifying, for a while, the eyes of the two began to flicker, I don't know what to do!

At this moment, a strong spiritual sense fluctuation enveloped everyone, and the hesitant expressions of the two black-clothed leaders suddenly relaxed, while Ling Mo glanced at the center of the city and said, "Qiming City Lord, haven't you shown up yet?"

"Hahaha...... There are friends from afar, how can Kong not come to greet him!" With the echo of the voice, two figures shot from the center of the city, and in the blink of an eye, they were already above the street, facing Ling Mo at eye level.

Led by a middle-aged man in brocade, he has a strong body, his eyes are scorching, and his beard is like a steel needle, adding a touch of ferocity to it.

Beside him, a middle-aged man in a gray scribe's robe, but with a slender figure, a white beard, and a gentle and elegant air on his face, if he hadn't stood in the void, others would have thought that he was a literati and ink artist in the world.

"Contemptible Qiming City Kong Shan, I don't know what to call your friend?" Kong Shan's voice was just like his appearance, rough and powerful, and in his scorching eyes, there was only Ling Mo, completely ignoring the existence of other people.

"Ling Mo!" The indifferent and crisp answer made Kong Shan's face cold, and said, "You came to my Qiming City to provoke and hurt my nephew, Ling Daoyou, you won't give Kong an explanation?"

Ling sneered: "Confess, what do you want to explain?"

"For the sake of Ling Daoyou's face, Kong is not too much, as long as you compensate my nephew for his medical expenses. Then leave Qiming City, how about it? Kong is benevolent enough!"

"Well, how much do you want us to pay?"

"My nephew is like this, it will take at least three months to recover, and Kong will not let you accompany him more, 10 million spirit stones a month, not much!"

"Ten million spirit stones a month, that three months is a full thirty million, this is also a lot of money for a Yuan Infant Cultivator, this is not much, then what is a lot!" Everyone looked at Kong Shan in surprise, trying to find a trace of discoloration on his face, but unfortunately they were disappointed.

Ling Mo snorted coldly: "Thirty million lower grade spirit stones, it's really not much, but why should the old man compensate!"

Kong Shan's face sank, and he said, "So, is Ling Daoyou ready to settle it peacefully?"

"Settle it peacefully! Of course Ling thought, as long as Kong Daoyou took them back, wouldn't this matter be resolved?"

Kong Shan's eyes shrank, and then swept over the faces of the six Mu Feng people one by one, and said with a sneer: "Ling Daoyou, maybe Kong didn't leave you behind, but they won't be so lucky!"

As soon as Kong Shan's threat came out, the faces of Ling Mo and his group of seven people were immediately different, Mu Feng and the five of them all had gloomy faces, they really couldn't walk out of Qiming City with their whole body, and they couldn't even leave this inn.

But Ling Haile just sneered, not taking Kong Shan's words to heart at all, Ling Mo's face did not change, and sneered: "If you want to do it, you can try it!"

Ling Mo's indifference made Kong Shan's eyes shrink, in the face of such a threat, he could still be so calm, even disdainful, if the other party had nothing to rely on, then it would be hell.

But Kong Shan, as the lord of a city, can't retreat in this situation, if he doesn't retreat, there will only be war, "Since you don't know what to do, then don't blame Kong for being polite!"

Kong Shan's voice was very loud, as if he was cheering himself up, but at this moment, Ling Haile stretched out his hand and shook it, and a golden light shot straight at Kong Shan.

Kong Shan smiled disdainfully, and casually put the golden light into his hand, and said: "The carving insect skill, it actually appears here, I don't know what it is!" Then he let go of his hand, and saw a golden jade leaf, the jade leaf is not big, and it can be held in one palm, like a dead leaf in late autumn, the veins are clearly visible, but there are two words on it, as if it is a natural - Qianqiu.

The whole body of the 'dead leaf' is crystal clear, except for the two words above, this 'leaf' can be described as extremely ordinary, but it is such an ordinary thing, but Kong Shan's face suddenly changes drastically, and the essence in his eyes has disappeared, and all that is left is fear.

"Qianqiu Ling!" Hearing Kong Shan's exclamation, the elegant middle-aged man beside him also changed his face greatly, as the owner of a second-rate city, how could they not know the signs of some big forces.

'Qianqiu Ling' is the symbol of Qianqiu City, the second largest force in the land of troubled times, Qianqiu Ling is divided into three levels, blood, gold, and silver, although there are three levels, but the real owner is all noble people, and the golden Qianqiu Order in Kong Shan's hand is the second level.

This book was first published in Reading Rim