This was the first time Du Xijie saw a surprised expression on Long Mingyuan's face, and Long Mingyuan asked Du Xijie anxiously: "This is Shangmeng, who are you?"

Du Xijie added: "Naturally, this is not the headquarters of the Business Alliance, but only the 'Black Triangle' branch. As for me, I don't know what my identity is, just a passerby. But don't worry, Rao is the powerhouse of those 'City of Desire' and don't dare to touch half a hair here, and the anger of the Shang Alliance is not something that anyone can bear. ”

Long Mingyuan nodded and said: "China, shili all over the world, I believe this." ”

In the eyes of the demon clan, the Shang Alliance is like a landless country in the Xuanwu Continent, Shili is comparable to the two empires, and even stronger than the two empires in terms of wealth. If the real strength is concerned, I am afraid that it is not under the two empires. As for the Shili sects in the world, I am afraid that even the three sects of Tianzi combined may not be as strong as the Shang Alliance.

Du Xijie smiled and asked, "Then I can go now." ”

Long Mingyuan nodded and said: "Naturally, don't forget your promise just now, if Yaya has three longs and two shorts, I will not let you go even if I become a ghost." ”

Du Xijie felt angry and funny, there is a saying that people are dying and their words are good, this dragon Mingyuan obviously has the intention of dying, and just wants to arrange a way back for Yaya. Du Xijie complained in his heart: "This dragon abyss has some meaning, although he is domineering, he loves his children very much, and his mind is not bad." At that moment, he decided to try to persuade Bai Cangsheng again and try to save his life.

Du Xijie waved his hand at Long Mingyuan and said, "Your father and daughter are both virtuous and hypocritical! There is another look of life and death, and I will persuade my senior brother with my three-inch tongue, whether you can succeed depends on whether you should die. After saying that, he pushed the door and walked out.

After Du Xijie left, Long Mingyuan sat on the bed, his face became ugly, and after a while, he staggered, and he couldn't sit steadily. Long Mingyuan lay down with difficulty, and said to himself: "This kid does have some meaning, but it's a pity. If it wasn't the Instrument Clan, but the children of my Demon Clan, how good it would be. Long Mingyuan seemed to be thinking about the same thing as Yaya, and gradually closed his eyes and entered the fake death.

......

Out of the room, Du Xijie's face was not good-looking. I don't know how many small blood vessels have been broken all over the body, the whole body is swollen, and the skin is red. After walking a few steps, Du Xijie couldn't hold it anymore, fainted against the wall, and woke up again to find that he was back in his room. Hao Moxie was by his side, and it seemed that he was applying medicine to himself again.

Du Xijie then said in a weak voice: "Shopkeeper Hao, who has been here in the afternoon?"

Hao Moxie said: "Third son, are you awake, your injury?"

Du Xijie got up and waved his hand and said: "The injury is fine, but he was injured by the momentum of the Dragon Abyss, and it is estimated that he has broken some small blood vessels, and he can't die." ”

Hao Moxie then said: "In the afternoon, the old man of the city advocated that the old man had come, and Long Mingyuan's voice had alarmed the entire 'City of Desire', and Old Man Zhang would naturally come over to take a look." Fortunately, this is also an important place in the 'City of Desire', and this old man is just a big man from the Shang Alliance who came to live here temporarily, and he left after a few words with me. ”

"Oh. Du Xijie secretly said that things were similar to what he expected, and then asked, "How long have I been in a coma?"

Hao Moxie said: "I sent away Old Man Zhang, and I saw that the third prince had not come out for a long time, and I was afraid that there would be something else." I went to look for you, but I didn't see you fainting in the hallway, so I carried you back to the room, and just after giving you medicine, you woke up on your own. ”

It was always a little awkward to be touched by such a bad old man as Hao Moxie, Du Xijie reluctantly sat up and raised his hand and said, "I'm fine, give me the medicine, I'll do it myself." Hearing this, Hao Mo handed the medicine to Du Xijie, this medicine is a medicine for external use to reduce swelling, and it is cool and comfortable on the body.

After applying the medicine, Du Xijie rested again, and there was no major problem in his breath, but it would take some time to get out of bed and move. Feeling better, Du Xijie hurriedly asked Hao Moxie: "What happened to the group of people in the demon clan?"

Hao Mo said: "The situation is quite stable, although the six people gathered in one room, they did not make trouble, and I have let the masters who are ambushed in the shadows keep an eye on them from time to time." ”

Du Xijie waved his hand and said to Hao Moxie: "Remove the people." There is a dragon abyss, as long as the three towers of the demon clan don't speak, they shouldn't make trouble. Besides, if this dragon abyss goes crazy, we really can't deal with this little manpower, and they are tired for many days, let them rest, just be on guard in the room. ”

"Yes!" Hao Moxie agreed, thought about it and said, "Third son, I have already reported the matter here to the headquarters. ”

Although Du Xijie was a little surprised, he didn't say anything, and said lightly: "If you tell me, just tell it, and the matter is gradually out of my control." ”

Hao Moxie's face was strange, Du Xijie saw his thoughts, paused and said, "Is my father coming?"

Hao Moxie hurriedly said: "The Lord must come to such a big matter, after all, the 'Black Triangle' area is considered the Shili range of the Wang family." ”

"Well......" Du Xijie thought for a while and said, "Shopkeeper Hao, I don't know how much weight my words can have, but I promise you that if your father blames you, I will try my best to help you intercede." ”

Hao Moxie's face immediately smiled, and he arched his hand towards Du Xijie and said, "That old slave has thanked the third son." "This Hao Moxie thinks clearly, even if he is degraded for a while, hugging Du Xijie's "thick thighs" will climb up sooner or later, this fat guy is limited by qualifications, it is already difficult to make achievements in strength in this life, he should burn high incense if he can advance to Tianzi, in the past ten years, Hao Moxie's cultivation can be described as difficult to move an inch, and it is almost ineffective. Therefore, he also gave up the path of cultivation and concentrated on seeking some status in the business alliance.

Although the business alliance is shili, some people call it a country within a country. But in the final analysis, the business alliance is essentially an alliance of chambers of commerce, mainly to make money by doing business. Therefore, those who are in high positions in the business alliance do not necessarily need to be strong at all. Hao Moxie knew that among the several big families in charge of the Shang Alliance, the head of the Li family was a person whose strength was only at the level of Xuanzi, but he was extremely good at business management. Hao Moxie has invested so much blood on Du Xijie, so he naturally refuses to let go of this "golden thigh." ”

The two chatted for a while, and Du Xijie felt that the situation was stable for the time being, so he said to Hao Moxie: "I am unable to move now, and I am bothered that the shopkeeper Hao will grasp the call of the senior brother, and I have something to discuss with him." After speaking, he was afraid that Hao Moxie would not be able to recognize the person from Qimen, and added: "It's the dark-skinned black guy." ”

Saying this, Hao Moxie immediately understood and took the order to go. When he came back, he brought a bunch of people over, and everyone in Qimen was present except for Zhao Shanshan, who was seriously injured and had not recovered.

As soon as Mi Jiao entered the house, she jumped up and gave Du Xijie a flying pounce, almost knocking Du Xijie unconscious again. Mi Jiao stopped Du Xijie's waist, pinched the meat on Du Xijie's waist with her little hands irregularly, but said words that moved Du Xijie in her mouth: "Woo woo...... Huahua, how can you be injured, first Sister Nishang, then Sister Shanshan, and now you are also injured, people are so sad. ”

Qimen everyone came to visit Du Xijie, although the way of expression was a little different, but Du Xijie's heart was unconsciously a little warm, thinking that Qimen, a strange organization, was also good, at least more humane than those big shili. Unconsciously, Du Xijie seemed to have something more in his eyes when he looked at everyone, something called a sense of belonging.