The Holy City of East.

Most of them are the residences of the clans or strong people in the Holy City, with high gates and deep courtyards, and the roads are wide and sparsely populated. Mo Liang and Shi Jun walked side by side on the side of the stone-paved road, not in a hurry. When the red sun rises in the east for half a day, looking at the long road, there are only a few people, or driving demon beasts, or agile figures, and the style is extraordinary.

This is not the first time Mo Liang has come to the East City. But apparently his father's friend was far more noble than the Dogtooth Gang, and his mansion was also in the hinterland of the East City. It was the first time he had gone so deep into the East City.

Mo Liang was carrying a few gifts in his hand, which were not precious, and it was Shi Jun who took him to West Street to pick them up. Most of them are rare things from other regions, which may not be practical for Wen Xiu, but for a huge mansion, it is still quite suitable for relatives and friends to move around, such as women's sachets and children's playthings, full of strong human touch. It can be seen that Shi Jun's friendship with this friend.

After staying in Beicun for ten days and trekking with Shi Jun for more than ten days, they returned to the Holy City after nearly a month.

Shi Jun has not been in the Holy City for many years.

At this time, he walked in the East City, and he also looked at it with amazement, compared with more than ten years ago, it was obvious that the Holy City East City had changed a lot, and there was more vicissitudes of life.

"It's been too long!" Shi Jun sighed, "Back then, this place wasn't like this. People are not like that. I don't know, how has the old guy become......"

"Grandpa the village chief, what is the identity of that person, and he is not an ordinary person who can live here!" Mo Haoqi asked.

Shi Jun smiled, "Hehe, back then, he was still a chic and happy casual cultivator, but now, he is in a high position." Holy City Guard, Xing Feng, have you heard of it?"

Mo Liang shook his head. The time he had been in the Holy City was less than a month.

"I haven't seen him in years. After your parents left, our contact was broken, but I don't think the love we had back then would be estranged. Over the years, his path has been blocked, but this position has become more and more respected, and I have heard his name again through people's mouths. ”

Chief of the Guard......

After Mo Liang thought about it for a while, he understood Shi Jun's sigh.

The chief of the guard is the position of Kitamura Yan Jin back then. However, in this holy city, the chief of the guard is far more powerful than Yan Jin. Not to mention the tens of thousands of Wen Xiu, the strength of the guard threshold is the Qi Sea Realm, so you can imagine what kind of status and strength its chief has.

This Xing Feng, but in just over ten years, he has changed from a casual cultivator to a prefect who controls the guards of a city, this turn is not gorgeous, and this transformation is not amazing.

Mo Liang didn't know the friendship between this person and his fathers, so he followed Shi Jun without saying a word and went to Xing Feng's mansion.

Walk into the hinterland of the East City and stand still in front of a mansion that is far more atmospheric than the Dogtooth Gang.

The elderly Shi Jun also showed a slight excitement at this time. In front of the door, there were sixteen guards at the peak of the Qi Sea Realm, all dressed as black-armored guards, with cold faces and huge majesty. Seeing the duo of Shi Jun and Mo Liang, an old man and a young man, he immediately swept his cold gaze.

In such a battle, let alone ordinary people, I'm afraid that even Wen Xiu was a little stunned when he stood here.

Shi Jun smiled and stepped forward, "I'm tired, I'm looking for Xing Feng." The report only needs to say that the old people of Beicun have visited. ”

Xing Feng?

The sixteen guards raised their eyebrows, and their momentum sank. This old man dares to directly call Chief Xing's name?

Shi Jun smiled, looking at the heavy and terrifying guard, but in the inconspicuous and even slightly rickety body, there was an incomparably strong and determined strength. The position in which he stood completely repelled the coercion of the sixteen people and exuded extraordinary.

And Mo Liang beside him has always been silent, and he hasn't even had a fluctuation in his gaze.

The guard's eyes were shocked, and he glanced at Shi Jun and Mo Liang in a little surprise. "Wait." ”

And this is a long, long time.

Shi Jun's old god was at ease, shrugging his eyelids and drowsy. But Mo Liang gradually became irritable, and the anger of grievance began to brew in his heart.

This person is so arrogant? Even if he doesn't see it, he can be straightforward, so why should he be so pretentious?

"Rest easy. Shi Jun muttered softly, allowing Mo Liang to suppress his anger for the time being.

After a while, I heard the sound of hurried footsteps coming from behind the courtyard wall. At the same time, there was a solemn and majestic reprimand, "Even if the old man is cultivating, don't you elm heads, don't you know to invite people in first? If you neglect the old man's old friends, you will definitely be punished with all of you, but you are angry!!"

"Ah, you stinky boy is grinding, the old man won't wait!

As soon as the words fell, a figure was seen, and the ground jumped up from the courtyard. In the air, Teng Teng soared, and when he saw Shi Jun, his eyes obviously lit up, and his body sank in laughter, and Dapeng spread his wings.

"Shi Jun!"

"Xing Feng!"

The two looked at each other, exchanged their names and surnames, and remained cordial to each other after more than ten years of separation, not strangers and restraints. It's just a touch of amazement and crystal light in the bottom of his eyes, but he is embarrassed.

"Old fellow, you're old!"

Shi Jun smiled bitterly and shook his head, "People have to be old after all." ”

Xing Feng sighed, and immediately showed a look of shock when he saw Mo Liang, and said in surprise: "This is Mo Zhai's little brother's child?"

"Haha! Mo Liang, haven't you seen your uncle yet?"

Mo Liang hurriedly clenched his fists and bowed and said, "Uncle." ”

"Good, good, good!" Xing Feng had a strong affection for Mo Liang as soon as he saw him, he was too similar to Mo Zhai when he was young. But suddenly, his smile softened, and he said in a deep voice: "Before Junior Brother Mo Zhai went to Beitian, he came to me once. Hey, it's really unpredictable, sad, and lamentable! It's just that this child has been miserable, and my father and mother haven't seen it a few times......

As he spoke, Xing Feng was a little sad, and his words froze. He glanced at Mo Liang worriedly, and was also worried that he would poke Mo Liang's pain.

"Uncle, I have already gone to the north to see my father. ”

"Oh?" Xing Feng's eyes widened, and he looked Mo Liang up and down several times, and praised him: "Tiger father has no dogs! At a young age, Beitian dares to break through!

This admiration was not hidden, and the guards, who were still a little contemptuous, immediately stared at Mo Liang in surprise. No matter what Mo Liang's strength was at the moment, this kind of courage had obviously suppressed these guys.

"Old man Shijun, let's go, let's go in, don't stand here. ”

The more Xing Feng looked at Mo Liang, the more he liked it, and he stepped forward and grabbed the two of them, and pulled one in one hand and led it towards the mansion.

This extremely enthusiastic appearance, without even asking their intentions, was treated without any reservations, which made Mo Liang's anger dissipate in an instant. "This Xing Feng is still a man with a true temperament! It's just that his status and strength are getting higher, but the people around him are becoming weak. ”

After all, Xing Feng is not a saint. A guy who was a casual cultivator more than ten years ago, can imagine how indulgent and free his temperament is.

Shi Jun understood these things better, and did not complain about Xing Feng at all.

The three of them tightly put together, and Xing Feng and Shi Jun seemed to have endless words between them, walking all the way and talking all the way.

Xing Feng's happy appearance seemed to have never been seen by the guards.