In the city hall of the new city, the young patriarch Mishen is handling political affairs with his own team.

After a sudden shake of the mountains, the entire new city suddenly became noisy, since the new city moved to Nanling, such a riot has not appeared for several months, Mi Shen frowned and said to the martial arts sect beside him: "Go out and see what's going on." ”

Not long after, the retainers of the Wuzong family came back and reported: "Young Patriarch, because of the recent shortage of meat in Nanling, we have reduced the proportion of meat in the new city, and several families are discussing explanations outside the city hall. ”

"Say?" Mi Shen sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Tell Zhai Jun and let him pacify these people, if they haven't dispersed at noon, there will be no mercy!"

The value of Xincheng has been squeezed out by the Mi family, and what is left here at the moment is just some slaves, if it weren't for the shortage of coolies in Nanling, he would want to leave these people in Xiling and leave them to fend for themselves.

After all, after receiving the support of the Seven Great Clans and the various small clans of Xiling, the Elders' attitude towards Xincheng had already undergone a drastic change.

Outside the town hall

The man in the crowd who was called Zhai Jun stepped forward and said in an astringent voice: "Master Pei, the people of Xincheng are also the leaders of Nanling, compared to other latecomers, we have completed the construction of more than sixty percent of the houses in Nanling, what we are asking for is just some food for the stomach, is this really too much?"

Why is there a riot, because they also live in Nanling, and the rest of the people can receive enough food and animal meat, but this group of refugees in Chengzhou does not even have basic security, and they need to exchange food for work, so they will endure it, but they didn't expect that Mi Shi is getting more and more excessive, and the proportion of spiritual food and animal meat in the food quota is getting smaller and smaller, but they are not supplemented with new food, and most of the residents of the new city are martial artists, so they are forced to give up martial arts.

Wuzong surnamed Pei glanced at the young man with a sad face, sighed and said: "Zhai Jun, the young patriarch said that you want to bring everyone back, if they dare to gather outside the city hall at noon, don't be unpredictable." ”

Hearing Mishen's attitude, the people in Xincheng who gathered outside were in an uproar, and they only felt dizzy.

"Oh, why noon. Zhai Jun smiled miserably: "My compatriots in Chengzhou are cattle and horses for Mi, but you refuse to even take out a little food for your stomach, we have enough of such days!"

"Zhai Jun, pay attention to your attitude!" I didn't expect the young leader who had always been obedient to be so fierce, and the eyes of Wu Zong, surnamed Pei, were full of coldness: "If a certain family listens well, you want to disobey the order of the young patriarch?"

"I'm from Chengzhou, don't starve again!" The boiling spiritual power around Zhai Jun clearly expressed his attitude, and the more than a dozen flaming dragons that rose up made Pei surnamed Wuzong's eyes split.

"You dare!?"

"Why don't I dare, I heard that the Mi clan suffered a defeat in Beishan, and even the three martial sects guarding the side of Mishen are the only one left, do it now, who can stop me?" Zhai Jun straightened his body, and there was a different smell in his eyebrows, which made people shudder.

More than a dozen flame dragons had just been loaded with the talisman of the surname Pei Wuzong, and dozens of flame dragons were rising from all around, and this time the target of the attack was the city hall!

No one would have thought that the riot would turn into a riot, let alone why there were so many extraordinary cultivators in the new city that everyone thought were worthless, but this wave of raids really knocked Mishen away.

Launching a riot in the hinterland of Nanling, no matter how you look at it, it seems like a stupid action with no life in ten lives, and these new city warriors don't seem to realize this at all, and they kill people on sight after the city hall is destroyed, and the tyranny and murderous aura that is overwhelming is hard to believe that this is the most docile worker in Nanling in the past few months.

In the ruins of the collapsed city hall, many warriors of the mortal realm stood up, but more staff and stewards were crushed under the rubble and could not move, Mishen exploded the rubble that pressed on his head and broke out of the ground, looking at the chaotic new city with great anger.

casually killed a few Chengzhou warriors who pounced, and Mi Shen met Zhai Jun's eyes.

"Zhai Jun, is this your reward for your kindness to my son?" Gongzi Shen's eyes were full of anger, and he still remembered how Zhai Jun knelt in front of him and begged bitterly when Mi wanted to leave the new city, and now this guy actually set off a riot.

This feeling of being let down made the hatred in Mishen's heart go straight to the heavens, and he said coldly: "You are finished, all the people in Xincheng will die because of your stupidity, and your newlywed wife and infant children will also be tortured because of you." ”

Zhai Jun put his hands behind his back, stepping on the burning rock, a distance of three or five zhang in one step, a few dodges came to stand in front of Mi Shen, looked at the embarrassed Gongzi Shen condescendingly, and said with a light smile: "Let's get to know each other again." ”

As he spoke, the muscles on Zhai Jun's face shook, his cheekbones became taller, the bridge of his nose became firmer, and his originally thin lips became thicker.

And looking at Zhai Jun's changed appearance, there was no trace of anger on Mishen's face, only coldness: "You are Tang Yao, so this riot was premeditated at all?"

Mishen, who fell into the ice cave, couldn't help but think carefully, Zhai Jun was obviously a refugee brought back from Chengzhou by the treasure ship, and he was a beloved refugee leader, how could he now become Tang Yao, the head of the Tang Clan's sect, and this kind of disguise technique was even more unheard of, he couldn't help but wonder how many people had already infiltrated Nanling without a trace.

I had to hurry up and report the news to the clan, Mi Shen frowned, and looked at the chaos around him, trying to find a way to break through.

"Don't look, you can't go anywhere. Tang Yao put his hands behind his back and chuckled, "Come with me on a trip to the mountain courtyard." ”

"It's up to you?" Mi Shen looked around, at the moment, he could only defeat Tang Yao head-on, and then he could escape, after all, it was the head of the Tang Clan's sect in front of him, and he couldn't help but relax his vigilance.

It's just that Mi Shen forgot that this is a chaotic battlefield, not a ring where two people play against each other, in this kind of race against time, how could Tang Yao fight him one-on-one.

"Arashi of the Wind!"

The two giant wind blades composed of exhaust wind palm power were divided into two ways and attacked towards Mishen from behind, although Mishen had activated the spirit armor on his body for the first time, he was still seriously injured by the two combined blows, and even the high-grade spirit armor was shattered and fell unconscious.

Tang Yao looked at the unconscious Mishen, and frowned at the few clansmen who walked to the center of the ruins from a distance, "You guys are coming too slowly, are you all ready?"

"Ready, the beast cart will be parked in the south of the new city, ready to go!"

"Okay, you need to make this riot as big as possible, at least buy me half a day!"