Shi Jun, the village chief, personally led the clan elders out of the village, and the surprise on their faces made the strange people of Beitian feel a little at ease. The team of more than 1,000 people was busy camping and resting, loading and unloading supplies, and the quiet North Village immediately became lively.

Mo Liang introduced these Tianjiao from the Holy Realm to Shi Jun one by one, and Shi Jun nodded with a smile.

But looking at these young people with humble faces and junior salutes, Shi Jun was secretly surprised. There is a grace and nobility in the gestures of these teenagers, and their status is not low! How did Mo Liang get acquainted with them? It seems that the relationship is not bad!

It seems that a lot of things have happened in the northern sky! Shi Jun sighed silently in his heart.

But now was not the time to delve deeper, as soon as he turned around, the elders of the same clan enthusiastically led everyone into the North Village.

The appearance of the North Village has not changed, and the camp tent built of animal bones and boulders looks messy, but it has hidden regulations, and it is neatly divided by the road paved with hard soil.

The roadside was full of people from the North Village, with the occasional little head sticking out of the tent.

Ah Gong, the leader of the large and small tribes, mixed with Huamei, Changsheng, and Dalong, followed behind the Sacred Domain Tianjiao, slowly walked into the village, and looked curiously. They looked at each other with the people of Beicun, and they were full of surprise to each other.

This is the confluence of the two worlds, and the people of the Northern Heavens feel very new to everything in the instantaneous domain.

The quasi-guards from the Holy City were also the first time to see such a scene, and they were amazed one by one.

"I've heard that this Mo Liang is not a small skill, I didn't want to have such ability! Two thousand people, it's not easy to escort here from the Holy City!"

"Look at his age, it's only fifteen......!

"Shhh No matter how powerful he is now, can he be as powerful as the young city lord?"

In a word, they immediately stopped talking, showing pity and sympathy.

Their voices were drowned out in an instant. The identity of the Holy City Quasi-Guard in Beicun is transcendent, and it has always been self-contained. Now, no one is near them either.

"Good brother good brother!"

A sudden shout of joy from the crowd made Mo Liang suddenly smile.

"Golden Tiger!"

He beckoned to the little fat man who had quickly crashed through the crowd and shouted affectionately.

Xu Jinhu hasn't seen him for a long time, he looks taller, although he is still amazing, but he doesn't look like a "bantam tiger" anymore, and he is majestic.

The two of them hugged each other, making everyone smile, and a strong sense of brotherhood came to their faces.

Xu Jinhu still had a heavy smell of sweat on his body, but Mo Liang didn't care, patted him on the shoulder vigorously, and praised: "Jinhu, you haven't worked hard lately!"

Xu Jinhu suddenly showed a smug look and boasted: "Brother Liang, I already have the strength to enter the second grade of ink! How about it? It's only been more than half a year, and it's much more powerful than those uncompetitive guys in Ma Xiangdong!"

"Awesome, amazing!" Mo Liang praised again and again.

In fact, from a long time ago, when the Beicun crisis continued, Xu Jinhu had already riveted himself, desperately improving his strength, and wanted to help Mo Liang a little. This momentum has paid off to this day. First, there is no teaching, and second, there is no help from external objects, and it is already very hard to be able to advance from the first product to the second product in ink in half a year.

Xu Jinhu's cheerful appearance made Mo Liang think to himself, "If there is a chance in the future, it is good to find a way for Jinhu to practice." ”

There are many people and miscellaneous things, and the reunion with Jinhu is still unfinished, so Changsheng and Dalong came over to pull Xu Jinhu away, and together with Huamei, they exchanged feelings.

It's also quite interesting for these four people to come together.

......

Beicun ceremoniously entertained a group of people from the north of the sky. Tonight, the North Village is their stronghold, and the surrounding rocky wasteland is full of people and soldiers patrolling and guarding.

Mo Liang and Shi Jun gathered in Shi Jun's small tent again.

I haven't seen it in March, but Shi Jun hasn't changed much. He listened to Mo Liang talk about what happened to Beitian, and the thrill made him exclaim, and the riot of the Burning Sky Demon made him frown.

After a long time, he sighed, "The situation in the northern sky, the crisis is unsolved." If the cause of the Burning Sky Demon Rebellion is not clear, something big will happen sooner or later!However, this is far beyond the level that you and I can intervene in, Xiao Liangzi, Beitian can't go again!"

Mo Liang sighed, frowning and pondering.

If you want to know more about the Burning Sky Demon Rebellion, it is obviously impossible in Beicun. At the very least, you have to go to the Sanctuary so that more news may circulate.

"What are you going to do next?" Shi Jun asked.

Mo Liang raised his head slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said, "The Sacred Domain election is imminent, and the one-year appointment has already passed halfway, I think, I have to prepare seriously!"

What Wang Lingfeng's strength is now, he doesn't know. But just looking at those Tianjiao in the Holy Domain, all of them were of the same age as him, but they all had the strength of the peak of the eighth grade of ink and the ninth grade of ink, he did not dare to underestimate Wang Lingfeng at all.

At least with his current ability, he asked himself that he was not sure of victory against either Han Lidao or Pei Yu.

For the true Tianjiao, there are always powerful exercises. And with Mo Liang's current ability, the strength of the indulging decision can't be exerted at all. He lacks a lot of important factors that affect his strength due to his family history and martial arts environment.

In comparison, Mo Liang has more advantages than the future development space. The inheritance of the Apocalypse, only the stronger the strength, the more powerful.

It's a pity that the Sanctuary General Election won't ask you about your future development space, and Wang Lingfeng won't-

"This is a battle for dignity, and I don't want to lose!"

Shi Jun's eyes froze slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Wang Lingfeng's strength is not only his outstanding talent and abundant cultivation resources, but also his family's status is his greatest reliance! Xiao Liangzi, in this battle, you not only have to win, but also win thoroughly, so that no one can interfere!"

"Winning the ......"

Mo Liang couldn't help but sneer, what does it mean to "win the whole"? If Wang Lingfeng's family really wants to intervene, then can winning the whole be able to stabilize the situation?

"To win is to win, to win 10 points, I will never give up 3 points. If he can't afford to lose, let him come, and I'll see what he can do!—besides, I swear to give myself a hearty victory! No one can stop him!"

"I took the explanation I wanted, I took it myself! I just don't know, if he is ready to ......"

In the cold whisper, Mo Liang seemed to be standing on the high-profile ring, and couldn't help but clench his fists.

Shi Jun sighed secretly, a little worried. Mo Liang's temperament is too strong, he would rather bend than bend, whether he is firm or stubborn, he is always too paranoid. "Maybe when you grow up, you'll change!" he thought, but even he wasn't optimistic.