"Fluttering again. ”

Yun Feng sneered, but there was no trace of unusual emotions, the more this was the case, the calmer his heart became, because he knew that if he was too anxious, he would not be able to do a big thing, and even if he couldn't calm down, but when he thought of the face that made him cherish the tranquility, a trace of warmth flowed through his heart.

"Don't try in vain, you can't hurt me. ”

The voice of a dark shadow rang out from all directions.

Yun Feng glared angrily, his eyes swept around, but he didn't find a trace, as if this demon had never appeared.

His face became very gloomy, and his heart began to become uneasy.

"Black Shadow, tell me the truth, have you hurt me?"

"What about the damage, and what if it doesn't?"

A burst of laughter followed.

Yun Feng was confused for a while when he heard this, and the hand holding the Dragon Whisker Sword trembled violently.

He wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say, he only felt dizzy in front of him, and then it was dark in front of him, and then he lost consciousness, and his body lay straight on the ground, and the yellow sand in the sky quickly submerged Yun Feng's body.

The black shadow appeared, and with a wave of his palm, the yellow sand receded, revealing Yun Feng's pale face.

The black shadow was silent, squatting down, stretching out his palm, his dark eyes looked a little abnormal, and he said, "Why do you bother? ”

He smiled, got up, and glanced in a completely different direction from Skyfire City, his eyes flickered, and the figure disappeared in an instant.

At this moment, a wisp of black mist wrapped around Yun Feng's palm, and then the black qi spread on the palm of his hand, and in the blink of an eye, it wrapped Yun Feng, and then disappeared in an instant.

Ye Xi is missing, Yun Feng is gone, and Tianhuo City is even more chaotic.

In the lobby of the City Lord's Mansion, Ye Qing looked at the sky in the distance with an expressionless face, listening to the information one by one, and his eyes did not change in the slightest.

"Patriarch ......"

Hu Cong said cautiously, and raised his head and shouted.

There was only Ye Qing in the lobby, so after Hu never spoke, it seemed very quiet.

After a long while, Ye Qing saw that Hu never spoke, so he came to his senses and said softly: "You retreat." ”

Hu Cong hesitated a little, saw Ye Qing's expression, pursed his lips, and got up to leave.

Yun Feng disappeared, Yun Yan cried into tears, and now Bai Su is comforting her, while Ye Ling is also crying sadly, and Mu Zili is also comforting.

Ye Chen went to the Dragon Clan, preparing to use the power of the Dragon Clan.

It stands to reason that the transfer of the Peak Spirit Emperor must be filed in the Daqian Pavilion, and only after obtaining permission can the next step be carried out, but at this time, it is no longer possible to take care of so much, let those bullshit regulations die.

Ye Qing's mood was a mess.

Yu Gong said, Ye Xi disappeared when she disappeared, although she is the Chosen One of the Eighteen God Plan, but it is not irreplaceable, the Chosen One in each position has five spare tires, just so that they can be on top when there is an accident, if nothing else, those spare tires may not know what a great plan they participated in for the rest of their lives.

However, Yun Feng is extremely important, and it can even be said to be very important.

You must know that the high-level leaders of the Great Thousand Pavilion did not report great hopes for the plan of the Eighteen Gods, and the appearance of Yun Feng could be regarded as a dawn of hope for them.

In other words, Yun Feng's importance is far greater than Ye Xi.

But for Yu Zhi, that is, as Ye Xi's grandfather, the double blow brought by the disappearance of Ye Xi and Yun Feng is huge, enough to destroy all the psychological defenses of a normal person, for Ye Qing, Ye Xi is as important as Yun Feng, or in other words, Ye Xi is more important than Yun Feng.

"I heard that you lost Yun Feng?"

Jing Mu's figure appeared on the Taishi chair next to him at some point.

Ye Qing smiled bitterly and looked at the sky in the distance, "Who won between you and the black rhino?"

Jing Mu asked, stunned, and then said, "Naturally, I won, otherwise how could those little cubs be willing to retreat." ”

When he spoke, he looked arrogant, a little bit like he scolded Fang Yu when he was young.

After a while, he realized that it was Ye Qing changing the topic, and said unhappily: "What the hell is going on?"

Ye Qing's eyes slowly focused, and then slowly put on Jing Mu, and said calmly: "The black shadow is shouting at the city gate, as long as Feng'er goes out, it's all right." ”

"So you let him go?" Jing Mu picked up the tea on the table and took a sip lightly, his lips felt bitter, and he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

Ye Xi was raised by him since he was a child, Ye Xi disappeared, and he was also distressed, especially after hearing that he was taken away by the black shadow, he was even more worried, but after a moment of selfishness, he wanted to be righteous, he was the pavilion master of Daqian Pavilion, and he was the most powerful person in the world today.

It is no exaggeration to say that in wartime, the Great Thousand Pavilion has the power to lead all the forces in the world, and at that time, a single sentence can determine the survival and destruction of a force.

Ye Qing was silent for a while, and finally nodded after Jing Mu put the third cup of tea into his stomach and said: "Feng'er doesn't go, that guy will really do what he says, but if there is a trace of vision, I won't do it, but you also know how difficult it is to catch the traces of black shadows, even you and me, it is very difficult." ”

He said, shaking his head.

Jing Mu was also silent, did not speak, and drank tea silently.

The teapot was drunk, he greeted the villain, Xu Zijia walked in with the hot tea, lowered his brows, looked at the ground, and with the memory of the lobby, put the teapot intact, and then took the empty teapot, turned around and walked out.

"You're the steward of the City Lord's Mansion. ”

Jing Mu poured a cup of hot tea and said loudly.

Xu Zijia was stunned for a moment, his face flashed with a hint of emptiness, and after a while, he eased up, turned around and bent over and said, "The villain is exact, I don't know what the pavilion master commands?"

A low-eyed and pleasing look.

Jing Mu flipped the teacup, the heat inside fluttered out, his face was stained with some of it, in the hot air, he looked at the green tea, and said, "How many years have you been in the City Lord's Mansion?"

Xu Zijia didn't know why, but he still said softly: "It's been almost twenty years." ”

"How old are you now?" Jing Mu suddenly said without a beginning or an end.

Even Ye Qing on the side looked at Jing Mu with a puzzled expression, I don't know what Jing Mu meant by asking this at this time?

Xu Zijia said: "Fifty-one." ”

"Twenty years ago, you were only thirty years old. Jing Mu stood up and walked slowly towards Xu Zijia.

Xu Zijia subconsciously took a step back, as if he felt that something was wrong, and the foot was retracted, and he said softly: "Yes." ”

"Thirty-year-old you, what kind of cultivation are you doing?" Jing Mu continued to ask.

"I don't know what you're asking for, if nothing else, I'm leaving, and there's a lot of work to be done in the house. ”

Xu Zijia seemed to have some scruples, and after speaking, he was ready to leave.