Tidal Hills, Moonfall City.

Falling Moon City, which originally belonged to the Moon-level City, was much worse than the three 'Sun' giant cities in terms of scale and the number of monk quotas, but since a certain news spread from Falling Moon City.

In less than a month, the population of resident monks in the current Falling Moon City is increasing at an unimaginable rate, but just over a month has passed, and the current Falling Moon City is already full of pedestrians and prosperous.

As one of the top ten ghost kings of the Ten Thousand Ghost Caves, Candle Ling has now become the acting city lord of Falling Moon City, not because he coveted Tang Chuyang's rights as the city lord, but because Candle Ling was forcibly pressed into this position by Tang Chuyang.

Just about the arrangement of the auction, ◎≌wan◎≌shu◎≌ba,a£nshu←ba. has already made Candle Ling busy, where does he have time to think about other things?

Now that Tang Chuyang has not returned, there are a lot of things waiting for Tang Chuyang, the city lord, to deal with, but fortunately, when he left, he had already handed over the management of the city to the management of Candle Ling, plus there were a few more original elders in charge.

This kept Falling Moon City from being completely chaotic, but after dealing with the affairs of Falling Moon City for more than ten days, Candle Ling began to look forward to Tang Chuyang's return, and when he was in the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave, his status was not inferior to that of the city lord.

But in the Ten Thousand Ghost Caves, everyone relies on their strong strength and mutual cooperation with other ghost kings, not at all like here in Falling Moon City, where everything needs to be managed by the city lord.

And Zhu Ling never thinks that he is a management talent, he is a real boss, in his thousands of years of life, all management. All rely on his great strength to carry out.

If you have any ideas or tasks, you can directly order the people under your command to do them. If you can't do that, clean him up with your fists. is the so-called upward and downward effect, the ghost king treats the ghost marshal and ghost general under his hands like this, and the ghost marshal and other management use the same method to deal with the people below.

At the beginning, although there were many resident monks in Falling Moon City, the highest cultivation was the Great Heavenly Rank Monk of the Liuhe Realm, and the population of Falling Moon City was only tens of thousands of people, and Candle Ling relied on his strong strength.

Like managing his subordinates, he uses his fists to manage this human city, and there will be no chaos for a while.

But since Tang Chuyang became the city lord half a year ahead of schedule. At the same time, when Candle Ling put the promised auction in Falling Moon City, all the circumstances became different.

As soon as these two pieces of news came out, Falling Moon City, a medium-sized settlement that was originally only one of the six 'moon' level cities, attracted moth-like monks like a bright moon in the dark night.

Just a seventh-order powerhouse whose strength was not inferior to Candle Ling, in less than a month, there were more than double-digit powerhouses from all sides gathered in Falling Moon City.

At this time, the management of Falling Moon City continued to speak with his fists, that is, he was asking for trouble for himself, although Candle Ling was confident and powerful. But he was not arrogant enough to think that he could single-handedly take on a dozen powerhouses of the same level.

If these monks really wanted to attach themselves to Falling Moon City, Candle Ling would not be as busy as they are now, but most of these seventh-order powerhouses came to the auction, even the Heavenly Rank monks below. Most of them are also impure and ill-intentioned.

Candle Ling didn't take those Heavenly Rank Monks seriously, even if it was dozens of Great Heavenly Rank Monks. There are Candle Ling and the three ghost commanders under him, and thirty-six high-level ghost generals. This strength was enough to deter those Great Heaven Rank monks to stay in Falling Moon City in peace.

But now it's different, and the seventh-order cultivators who are more than double digits are not to mention for the time being. The Heavenly Rank Monks who came one after another had already exceeded a hundred half a month ago, and this number of Fifth and Sixth Order Heavenly Rank Monks was not something that Candle Ling could casually clean up.

Fortunately, just when Candle Ling felt helpless against the large number of high-level monks gathered in Falling Moon City, the arrival of two little guys under the banner of Tang Chuyang took less than three days to smooth out the chaos of Falling Moon City.

These two little guys are not very old, and their cultivation is only the fourth order, and in a small world like Tidal Mountain, where elites gather, they simply belong to the bottom of the bottom, but the forces they represent behind them make the monks, including those seventh-order powerhouses, quite scruples.

"Shengfo Temple, Bashen Sect, Brother Chuyang really doesn't want to look so simple on the surface, and he can invite such a top sect in the famous continent to invite ......"

Candle Ling's emotion was not for no reason, he turned his head to look at the monks and laymen sitting in the hall of the City Lord's Mansion at this time, if it was just these two fourth-order little monks, even if they were from famous families, they would not want to let those seventh-order powerhouses scruple.

After all, whether it is the Overlord God Sect or the Shengfo Temple, no matter how famous it is, it will not be so powerful that any inner disciple will make a figure at the level of a king-level powerhouse have scruples.

The reason why even more than a dozen seventh-order powerhouses in Falling Moon City were shocked was because the two little guys in front of them didn't know what method to use, and tied the trial team sent by the division behind them to the chariot of Falling Moon City.

But even so, when the original date of the auction was not held as scheduled, there was still a little chaos in Falling Moon City, after all, even if those seventh-order powerhouses were intimidated by the powerful names of the Overlord God Sect and the Living Buddha Temple, they couldn't let others bully them, right?

What Tang Chuyang promised at the beginning, but now he has not done it, it is Tang Chuyang and Falling Moon City who are wrong, the seventh-order powerhouses are very face-saving, since the fault is Tang Chuyang, even if it is the Overlord God Sect and the Living Buddha Temple that support Falling Moon City, it is difficult to say anything.

This is the reason why the leading actor who made Candle Ling worried and worried, he turned his gaze to the cloth clothes and Hai Dafu in the audience, and asked in a distressed tone:

"Buyi, Dafu, can you be sure of the return date of our Tang City Lord? This auction should have been held a long time ago, but I didn't want to rely on this old face to drag it to this point, if that kid doesn't come back, this king really can't bear it!"

"This ......"

Buyi and Hai Dafu glanced at each other when they heard this, their faces were also full of distress, Tang Chuyang was facing a hidden clan like the 'Blood Pavilion', it was a great blessing to be able to come back alive, as for when they would come back, how could the two of them know?

"Alas, it seems that I asked in vain......"

Just looking at the expressions of Buyi and Hai Dafu, Zhu Ling knew the result, and patted the table in front of him helplessly, and said indignantly:

"What the hell is this stinky boy doing?!There are a lot of things waiting for him to come back and deal with here in Falling Moon City, does he still have the heart to be happy outside?"

He's not having fun, he's playing with his life!

Hai Dafu secretly added in his heart, but he didn't say it, about the matter of the Blood Pavilion, according to Tang Chuyang's meaning, don't mention it to Candle Ling, because Tang Chuyang is worried that Candle Ling will be scared away by the great name of the Blood Pavilion.

Such a super force as the Eight Great Yin Clans, ordinary monks, even some medium-sized sects, the dynasty does not necessarily know, but the strong people who have reached the level of Candle Ling more or less know some information about the Eight Great Yin Clans.

As a remnant clan that has inherited the bloodline of the ancient and even the ancient gods, the elite geniuses of the eight hidden clans, their strength is not even inferior to the divine beasts of the same level!

The strength of the Seventh-Order Ghost King of Candle Ling is strong enough, right? Against a human being of the same level, although he doesn't dare to say that he can win in battle with one enemy and two enemies, it is still no problem to fight on par.

But if it is against a divine beast of the same level, three or five candle feathers tied together may not be someone's opponent, and the hermit clan who has inherited the ancient bloodline, although not everyone has the same metamorphosis strength as the divine beast, but the worst can be comparable to the elite demon beast of the same level.

If Zhu Ling knew that Tang Chuyang was going to fight to the death with the Blood Pavilion, no matter how optimistic he was about Tang Chuyang, he was afraid that he would not risk his own net worth.

In addition to Candle Ling, Bu Yi, and Hai Dafu in the city lord's hall, there was another person who was unconsciously ignored by Candle Ling, this person was Ling Ziyan, as a woman, he did not reveal his background, and his strength was only a fourth-order monk, so he couldn't attract Candle Ling's attention at all.

However, at this time, when she saw Candle Ling, Hai Dafu and the others were all full of sadness, helpless about the current situation in Falling Moon City, Ling Ziyan frowned and thought about it, Tang Chuyang was her chosen future husband, as a fiancée, she also wanted to help her husband solve the problem.

At present, the biggest problem in Falling Moon City is that the promised auction has not been held as scheduled, and those seventh-order powerhouses think that they have been deceived, and their dissatisfaction is the main reason for the distress of Candle Ling and Hai Dafu and others.

Seventh-order monks, all of them are king-level deposits, if any of them turn their faces, they can bring unpredictable trouble to Falling Moon City, Ling Ziyan swirled the words 'auction' in her head, and suddenly her beautiful eyes lit up, and she said coquettishly:

"If it really doesn't work, it's better to put together the king talisman on our body, hold the auction first, limit the number of spirit talismans auctioned every day, and by the way, you can also exchange some rare treasures from other monks, it shouldn't be a problem to drag it out for a few days!"

As soon as Ling Ziyan's words came out, Candle Ling, Bu Yi, and Hai Dafu's eyes suddenly lit up, and they couldn't help but turn their heads and look at Ling Ziyan in surprise.

This beautiful woman, who has regained her frosty appearance since she arrived in Falling Moon City, can solve the topic of making everyone cry with one mouth, but this ice and snow intelligence that everyone is drunk and I am alone can not help but be impressed.

Candle Ling glanced at Ling Ziyan in surprise, and her distressed grimace suddenly became full of joy, he really hadn't thought of this idea before, because subconsciously, Candle Ling had always felt that only Tang Chuyang, a spirit painter, could take out so many spirit runes in one go.

Now after Ling Ziyan's reminder, Candle Ling suddenly felt that with the spirit runes he had accumulated, if he and Hai Dafu and Buyi got together, even if they couldn't come up with enough spirit runes to complete the auction, they would be able to drag on for at least a few days, so he nodded immediately:

"This is a good way to delay time, if we can make up enough spirit runes, maybe we can solve this trouble without Brother Chu Yang coming back!" (To be continued......)