It seems that Xiaonan slept soundly.

But Deputy City Lord Luo didn't sleep well at all.

The delicate woman lying next to him didn't seem to be attractive to him at all.

Although his eyes were closed, his brows were tightly knit, and his mind was full of the hateful smile of the handsome young man.

That smile now makes people feel a little frightened.

First of all, he really just thought that the other party was just a disciple of a hermit monk, after all, the young generation with such excellent qualifications, in this form, if it was in a famous sect, it should already be famous in the world.

Cultivating outstanding disciples is one of the most important goals of each sect today, and it represents the development of each faction.

The Lingyun Sect had just recently produced a Clear Spirit Immortal Body with great hope of advancing to the True Saint, and it immediately became boastful, but it really made the various factions look up to it.

After all, there is a true holy hope, as long as there is a real possibility of three or five points, it is very likely that in the future it will be a true holy sect that can be used for spiritual cultivation.

And that young man, he was already in the Divine Power Realm in his twenties, and he was also a high-level talisman master, although he couldn't compare with the future of that kind of Qingling Immortal Body, but he was also the elite seed of the sect, even if he was put in his Snow Mountain Sect, he was also the top one.

You will never put yourself in danger so recklessly.

Only such an existence of hermit monk origin would be so ignorant.

It's just that it seems to have miscalculated.

Even the spell master of the Liu family was killed by the counterattack because of the curse to kill the other party, and even the worship of the demon god was injured by the counterattack, so what is the origin of the other party?

Deputy City Lord Luo thought to himself, even if Liu Shijun came to curse and kill him, it would be impossible for him to fight back so seriously, and even as long as he was well prepared, there was still so much hope of success.

And to let Liu Shijun fight back and die, and even injure the worship of the demon god, this situation is impossible even if the other party curses and kills Lei Fangcheng.

But Liu Shijun died, and the Liu family's worship of the demon god was also injured, leaving him with such a mess.

Deputy City Lord Luo just wanted to pull out his nephew and crush his bones and scatter ashes.

If it weren't for this damn Luo Xuming, why wouldn't it be like this?

Now not only is he completely enmity with that young talisman who doesn't know the depths, but he may also have offended the first spiritual spell family, even if he is a disciple of the old ancestor, he still feels unbearable at this time.

"Master, aren't you sleeping yet?"

Feeling the deputy city lord Luo who began to toss and turn around beside him, the woman next to him finally spoke up at this time and said.

Deputy City Lord Luo said impatiently: "You sleep first!"

The woman next to her said coquettishly: "The master is worried about the fact that the sorcerer was counterattacked?"

"Hmm!" Deputy City Lord Luo snorted.

"Master, there is no need to worry about this matter...... You are a disciple of the Old Ancestor, and you are also the deputy city lord of Void Cloud City, if that person really dares to come and retaliate, you can completely mobilize the entire Void Cloud City to suppress him, even if it is the Thunder City Lord, there is nothing to say!"

"As for the Liu family...... You don't need to worry; Liu Shijun asked for your own head, and you promised to give him what he needed; now Liu Shijun has poked out the leak himself, and it is also his own business, even if someone from the Liu family comes, you can completely let them go to that person...... It's a win-win

Listening to these words, Deputy City Lord Luo narrowed his eyes slightly, he naturally understood this truth, that kid is indeed in a good realm of supernatural powers, since Liu Shijun has taken over this matter, it is his own problem, and it has nothing to do with his own family.

In fact, it's just that I can't swallow this breath in my heart, as a disciple of the Ancestor and the Lord of Void Cloud City, if this person is not dead, he really has no face.

After taking a deep breath, Deputy City Lord Luo still decided to put the matter aside for the time being.

As long as he doesn't provoke that guy, he won't dare to make a big show of being an enemy of his own house if he wants to come there.

As for the face, I can't take care of it at this time, and when the Liu family comes and cleans up the kid, my own face will naturally come back.

Deputy City Lord Luo, who had let go of these thoughts, slept peacefully, and only seven or eight guards outside the house were still vigilant in high spirits.

As he thought, in the next two days, Xiaonan didn't make any movement, and it was still the same as before, except for three meals and occasional purchases, he rarely went out of the inn.

This made Deputy City Lord Luo feel a little relieved.

"Hoo ......"

Seeing another Dao Talisman take shape, Xiao Nan exhaled lightly, put away the Dao Talisman in his hand, and ended today's day's work.

Standing in front of the window, looking at the endless crowd downstairs and the lights gradually turning on both sides of the road, Xiao Nan's face was slightly complicated.

This is a strange city, even a strange world, although he has been here for a long time, he still feels strange, even... Some are lonely.

These days, although I concentrate on making talismans every day, there will be no distractions at all when making talismans, but once I am free, that feeling of loneliness will involuntarily come up.

"This is not a good phenomenon!" as if Xiao Nan muttered, what the monk asked for was a pure mind, but now this situation is indeed a taboo in cultivation.

It's just that it is impossible to cut off these distractions.

It seems that Xiaonan's cultivation is the way of red dust, not the way to cut off dust thoughts, and now the appearance of this kind of miscellaneous thoughts is naturally normal, but it cannot be solved in a way that breaks off love and righteousness.

"It seems that we still have to hurry up and have a chance to go back to the Lower Cultivation Realm!"

Sighing softly, he calculated the Dao talisman and crystal coins in his hand, and found that it was not enough, not to mention using Yuan Jing to repair the magic weapon long knife, even if he bought some elixir, it seemed that it was not enough to bring it down.

It seems that this drawing talisman still needs to be more careful.

Such a thought was only a moment, as if Xiaonan no longer considered it.

Turning his head to look at the location of the central district of the city, looking in a certain direction, Xiao Nan squinted his eyes slightly.

The person who shot the curse and killed him, and the relationship with the deputy city lord of Luo is self-evident.

But now, he doesn't want to deal with the other party, the so-called gentleman is not too late to take revenge for ten years, and now he is not qualified to deal with the peak of supernatural powers with a true saint teacher and a city as the backing.

As long as he can step into the realm of demi-saints for at least one day, then the huge Void Cloud City in front of him and the Snow Mountain Ancestor don't need to be too taboo.

As for whether this Deputy City Lord Luo will still come to trouble him, Xiao Nan is not worried, as long as the other party is not a dumbfounder, such a thing is no longer possible, and at least it is unlikely recently.

The only thing he was worried about now was that the spell master, judging from the aura of that demon god, the other party was definitely not a person without roots, and it was only a small matter that the other party could have the favor of such a demon god.

Moreover, the demon god was also injured under the yin and yang spirit rhino, and it is unlikely that this matter will be reconciled.

Thinking of this, Yi Xiaonan sighed softly again.

At this time, outside Xuyun City, there were several Dapeng slowly descending, and a white-haired old man led several people down from the Dapeng, looking at the city gate in the distance, a slight chill flashed in his eyes.