"You want to create the City Lord's Mansion originally?" Na Li said in surprise as he looked at Mo Ling.

"Yes, Dugu Holy City is my sworn brother, I must not let it go, and now Saiki has turned into a stone statue, I must let them crack it!" Mo Ling clenched his fists and leaned against the table next to him, and said coldly.

"I'm afraid that there must be a lot of strong people gathered in the City Lord's Mansion now, you are alone, I'm afraid you ......" Na Li only said half of his words, and then did not say any more.

Mo Ling looked at Na Li, knowing that he was worried about himself. Mo Ling smiled lightly, and the Extreme Yang Xuanhuo in his body instantly flashed, and at the center of Mo Ling's eyebrows, a fiery red light flashed.

With this light, an ancient flame-shaped imprint flashed, and then faded as the red light disappeared.

"Ah......" Looking at Mo Ling's appearance, Nali was taken aback, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, almost falling to the ground.

Mo Ling's figure turned into a phantom, and immediately flashed behind Na Li, holding Na Li in one hand.

"You?" Nali looked at Mo Ling, speechless in surprise for a moment.

Mo Ling looked at Nali and smiled faintly: "Don't worry, I will definitely come back!"

Nali hurriedly got up and stood up, and his face instantly returned to coldness: "When you come back, I will set the wine for you!"

"Okay, after I leave, you have to send a secret order to Dugu Villa, asking Dugu Villa to send someone to come, otherwise once the Heavenly Dao Alliance sends someone to attack Qingyun Sect at this time, this place will be lost!" Mo Ling looked at Nali and said solemnly.

Looking at the Mo Ling in the distance, he knew that the Mo Ling at this time was no longer the Mo Ling before.

Mo Ling left the Qingyun Sect without the slightest delay, and went straight to the City Lord's Mansion, if he hesitated, in case the Dao Alliance really sent someone to attack the Qingyun Sect, then I am afraid that he would not even have a place to stand.

By the time the demon spirit came to the City Lord's Mansion again, it was already getting dark.

At this time, two strings of lanterns were hung on both sides of the gate in front of the main gate of the city, and there were two people outside the gate, taking turns to be on duty.

At this time, there was no need for Mo Ling to visit at night, because the people in the City Lord's Mansion were not idiots, and they would definitely think that someone would come to save people, or they might also wait for Mo Ling to come to save people.

"Who?"

As soon as Mo Ling approached, he was spotted by the people in front of the door, who watched Mo Ling and yelled.

Mo Ling didn't talk nonsense at all, suddenly his figure flashed, and he came directly to the two people, and with a slight stroke of his hands, the heads of those people fell to the ground.

At this moment, there was a 'squeak', and the door of the service was opened from the inside.

And inside the gate, there is a large hall.

At this time, the hall was brightly lit, and there were dozens of people inside. At this time, he was holding Mo Ling in front of him.

Mo Ling looked at it coldly, and saw that the larger guest of honor was sitting in a row of people, and several of them Mo Ling had seen, that is, the city lord Bailihua, as well as the fat and thin elders, and Su Qian'er.

In addition, there were several Mo Ling's faces, the most striking of which was a man in a black robe sitting next to Baili Hua.

I saw that this person was hiding under the black robe, and he couldn't tell the old from the young, but he was a man from the way he was dressed.

In addition, there was another young man, who was wearing a gray and white robe, his eyes were like electricity, and there was a murderous intent in his eyes.

And there were also several people standing on either side of them, one of whom Mo Ling was also very familiar with, this person was Hou Bao.

Mo Ling gritted his teeth secretly, Mo Ling's most painful thing in this life is people like him, Mo Ling had long known that he had rebelled, and originally wanted to use him, but later he entered the black wind outlet, so he escaped a catastrophe, but he didn't expect him to appear here at this time.

At this time, Bao also saw Mo Ling, but at this time, he looked at Mo Ling with a smug face.

The villain has a will, Mo Ling looked at Hou Bao and said secretly in his heart, no matter how he understands it today, this Hou Bao's life is going to be decided.

And the people in the main hall, after seeing Mo Ling, were also shocked.

First of all, Bailihua, he never thought that the person waiting for him turned out to be Mo Ling, she had heard Hou Bao say that there was a powerful young man in Qingyun Sect before, but she never thought that this person would be the young man who appeared in Xiangfu many days ago.

As soon as she saw Mo Ling, Bai Lihua thought that some time ago, Mo Ling had taken the initiative to find the City Lord's Mansion, and regardless of his face, he defeated Shi Yu in front of many of his subordinates, and a ball of anger ignited in his heart.

There are still subordinates in this matter, and they are discussing it in private, which is unbearable for Bailihua. So even if Mo Ling doesn't come to the door again, Bailihua herself will find Mo Ling to get rid of him to relieve the hatred in her heart.

At this time, the fat and thin elder and Su Qian'er, who were sitting next to her, were as if they had seen Mo Ling for the first time, and their faces were full of unshaving.

But it's no wonder that a hairy kid like Mo Ling may not even bother to look at it.

If they had heard Hou Bao say how powerful this person was, maybe they still had a little doubt in their hearts at that time, but when they saw Mo Ling, they had already laughed at all the previous descriptions, and they even felt ridiculous that they almost believed Hou Bao's words at that time.

But in their eyes, no one in the Qingyun Sect should be alive. Because since the last time he was humiliated in the Qingyun Sect, the anger in his heart has not subsided, and now as long as he sees the people of the Qingyun Sect, they are eager to directly break them into pieces.

However, at this time, the man in the black robe, after talking to Bailihua for a few words, slowly raised his head like Mo Ling, under the pitch-black robe, his two eyes were like fireflies, and he couldn't see his expression at this time.

"I really didn't expect that the strong man hidden in the Qingyun Sect in their mouth turned out to be a hairy boy, which is really disappointing!" At this time, Su Qian'er suddenly stood up and came to Mo Ling with a smile.

Mo Ling was used to other people's ridicule, so he didn't disdain and quibble at all, just smiled slightly, and then said in a deep voice: "My eldest brother, Dugu Holy City, can it be in your hands?"

"You mean that little white face?" Su Qian'er suddenly looked at Mo Ling and smiled: "Yes, but you also want to save him from it, it's a joke!"

"Senior Brother Su, you must not be an enemy, this person's cultivation is extraordinary!" At this time, Hou Bao suddenly looked at Su Qian'er and shouted.

"Fart!" Su Qian'er suddenly looked at Hou Bao and said angrily: "Senior Brother Su, how can you call it?"

Hou Bao's face changed, and he wanted to say something, but when he saw Su Qian'er's face, he immediately held back.

Mo Ling looked at Hou Bai and smiled lightly on his face, it was really humiliating.

"A small third-class sect can cultivate a few bed bugs, in the eyes of our Heavenly Dao Alliance, it doesn't even count!" Su Qian'er continued.

However, as soon as these words came out, it was not Mo Ling who couldn't hold his breath, but the young man sitting on the far right in the row in front of him.

This person is a disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, named Changhai.

The Spirit Sword Sect is also a third-class sect, and it was also attached to Dugu Villa before, but now it is subordinate to the Heavenly Dao Alliance.

So when I heard that Su Qian'er didn't pay attention to all the third-class sects, she was really unhappy in her heart, but the other part was that she was even more unaccustomed to Mo Ling, and she looked at Mo Ling's dress, whether it was cloth or style, she was the same as a rural villager.

Not to mention the level of a person's cultivation, first of all, he has already lost the face of the third-class sect in terms of dress.

So Changhai didn't dare to say anything about Su Qian'er's identity and posterior status, but he vented all his anger on Mo Ling.

"Senior Brother Su, you don't have to waste your tongue with this kind of person, let me teach him a lesson!" Changhai suddenly stood up and said.