"Everyone has been full of wine and food, and the next martial arts competition continues!" "The city lord of Ding walked out of the front hall, and gave a faint order, and a strong coercion swept through the people present, blowing the corners of everyone's clothes, and all of them unconsciously resisted, and in an instant, all the people who had eaten and drank all screamed in pain, holding their stomachs and falling to the ground and rolling around, and some people sat cross-legged and tried to resist, but they spit out a mouthful of blood and rolled on the ground in pain. "Ding Laogou, what did you do?" someone scolded angrily, and fell to the ground and turned into a rolling gourd. "What am I doing?hahahaha!" City Lord Ding laughed, and with a wave of his hand, several guards walked to the front hall and set up a few old men, and everyone looked at each other, who were the elders?" "Come on, tie them all up and send them to the basement!" Lord Ding flicked his sleeves and ordered a few guards to escort away the people who were bundled into a bunch, just like chasing ducks, and seeing those who walked slowly was a slap. "Isn't this the second young master of the Qin family? The last time you saw me, you dared to scold me, did you dare to scold?" A guard provoked a person's face and slapped it fiercely, and the young man who hit him had a long nosebleed and a confused face.

"This old dog!" two different voices came from one place, Mo Zhong turned his head to look, and he didn't know when there was another person beside him, and the man also turned his head to look at him, his big eyes to his small eyes, and at the same time stretched out his hand to cover the mouth on the other side. "It's you!" Mozhong was surprised, and while covering the old man's mouth to prevent him from speaking, one hand kept groping around him, trying to find the secret book. "What are you looking for?" the old man angrily slapped away Mo Chong's other hand. "Where's my cheats?" "Ahem, now that everyone is in a place of crisis, but you are still thinking about cheats, I will pay your husband and you will not be able to become a great weapon in the future!" The old man stroked his beard, looking like a master in the world. "Less nonsense, where's the cheats?" "You said that little yellow book, oh, then I'll take it and wipe my ass." "What!" Mo Zhong felt the world spin for a while, the cheats he had worked so hard to steal, and he was taken to wipe his ass before he could even look at it, how sad it was. "Old man, I'm fighting with you!" Mo Chong's eyes were red, and he pinched the old man with both hands, and the old man's face turned red, as if he was about to lose his breath. "Enough!" the old man was also furious, and he didn't dare to make a big noise behind this rockery.

"I'm an elder of the Great Sect, what's the point of just a secret book?" the old man gasped as he touched his purple eyes. "Boy, you're really ruthless!" "Cut, are you still an elder? "You two!" Mo Zhong looked back, facing a pair of angry eyes, and hurriedly blinked, pretending to be cute. "I've only been away for a while, why did you change your outfit?" Linglong looked angry and funny, the clothes on Mo Chong's body had already been torn into pieces by the old man, like a beggar. "Old man, you accompany me in my clothes!" Mo Zhong looked down and was about to pounce again, but was stopped by Linglong. "Mo Chong, I have a task for you now, you go and see where the City Lord Ding has locked those people up, and by the way, see if you can find out about his conspiracy, Brother Zhong and I are going to investigate the anomalies nearby, be careful!"

There are often hidden things in the dark corners, which is something that my mother has warned since childhood. Xiao Ergou is an ordinary villager, fortunate to be appreciated by the city lord, from an ordinary peasant to a guard, recently happily sent a lot of silver taels to the family, enough for the family to eat and wear for a few months. "Hey, Ergou, go check the room!" Xiao Ergou's face was straight, it was the captain who came, looking at the captain's somewhat tired face, Xiao Ergou couldn't help but wonder, what happened these days, the captain was often called by the city lord to deal with things. Shaking his head, Xiao Ergou didn't think much about it, and went straight to a dilapidated firewood house, the room just now was the black language they agreed upon, even if Xiao Ergou hadn't studied for a few years, he barely learned it. When the firewood room was opened, a bunch of people were tied into a hemp ball and fell to the ground, and some of them who were pressed down were already foaming at the mouth Xiao Ergou shook his head and sighed secretly that he deserved it, so that you always bully us low-level people on weekdays. "Ergou, you're here!" A big man with stubble on his face raised his hand tiredly, as a greeting, Xiao Ergou nodded and replied: "The captain asked me to replace the shift, you go and rest first." "Okay. The strong man yawned, and he didn't sleep all night, and he was strangely sleepy. "These guys are not honest, the city lord said, if you dare to make trouble, you will kill them directly. "Yes, I see. Nodding, the strong man went out to eat and sleep. Sitting on the chair, Xiao Ergou propped his head, trying to change himself to a more comfortable position, suddenly, the white light flashed in the corner of his eyes, Xiao Ergou was startled and was about to get up to check, his neck was cold, and blood had flowed out. The eyes were already blurred, Xiao Ergou held his last breath, and barely saw the person clearly, only to see that the person was charred black, as if he had just come out of the furnace, and his big white teeth were shining incomparably "What kind of ghost?" This was Xiao Ergou's last thought.

"Finally found it. Mo Zhong wiped his face, watched the guard fall, licked his lips, pulled out an old man covered in charred black, and the two sat on the ground, ignoring the surprised eyes around them, and rested on the spot. "I said it couldn't be in the basement, how could the old ghost tell the location of the Tibetans so easily, you have to accompany me who is black!" Mo Zhong grabbed the old man's collar and scolded unrelentingly. "Little bunny, am I not the same?" the old man didn't even have the strength to fight back, and the two of them ran into a trap in the basement, almost not being burned to death, and finally escaped, and they were still recovering their strength. "Knock knock!" A heavy knock sounded on the door, and Mo Zhong and the old man glanced at each other, and at the same time secretly said that something was wrong, and rolled on the spot, and got into the pair of hemp balls. "Hey, brother, squeeze, squeeze, squeeze. "......" Mo Zhong and the old man crowded in the center of the hemp ball, immediately shut up and pretended to be dead, quietly waiting for the knocker to enter the house. "Squeak!" There was a sound, the door was pushed open, and a sturdy figure walked in, looking around, when he saw the man who had fallen to the ground, he let out a scream, as if it was a signal, and suddenly a bunch of people swarmed in, staring at the big eyes of the copper bell, carefully searching for suspicious people. "The two dogs are dead, they were killed, this place has been exposed, transfer them. The tired captain of the guard pinched his eyebrows, and the folds on his head almost wrinkled together, and the guards answered, lifted the hemp ball, and walked out.

"City Lord, another one has been killed. "The captain of the guard reported to the Lord of Ding. "It doesn't matter, I'd like to see who dares to ruin my plans. City Lord Ding flicked his sleeves and turned around and walked towards the Scripture Pavilion, "Escort those guys to the basement of the Scripture Pavilion, and we can get ready to start." "Yes!" the captain of the guard took the order and slowly retreated. "It's time to change the sky!" City Lord Ding raised his head, looked at the blue sky, and pondered for a long time.

Scripture Pavilion, basement.

"Obediently, what is that old ghost going to do when he opens such a big basement?" Mo Zhong asked the old man next to him, the two of them were sandwiched between the people, and they were mixed up by them, and they were not discovered, and now they were sent to the basement of the Scripture Pavilion together, looking at the surging magma underground, Mo Zhong shrank his neck, and every time he touched it, there was no good thing. "Stop!" the guards in front shouted, and the ball stopped moving, they were on a peninsula, with magma on three sides, and only a thin path leading outside, which was the way they came. "Let them go!" the guards roared in unison, throwing down the hemp ball, and I don't know who drew the knife and cut the rope, and suddenly everyone turned into a rolling gourd, rolling into a ball. "Retreat!" shouted as all the guards ran back to the thin path, leaving them on the peninsula and watching silently.

"What are they going to do?" someone wondered, before the words fell, a beast roar answered his question, and turned his neck stiffly, Mozhong was surprised to find that this was not just a peninsula, but also a feeding ground, they were food.