The white curtain in the city of Lianbi is facing the wind, and the wind blows people's hearts and floats.

August 19 is the funeral of Liang Nanxi. He was ambushed in Langgu City, and finally perished, and there was no corpse.

On this continent, there have been no ascended monks so far, everyone is fighting for the right to live and the glory after death, and the slightly powerful nobles have chosen the land to repair the tomb early, not to mention the city lord.

But Liang Nanxi didn't.

There are no corpses, no mausoleums, only jaw-dropping surprises. People in other cities on the mainland call Liang Nanxi the god of killing and the evil star, but in Lianbi City, everyone regards him as the god of war.

How could the god of war lose? and lose so badly......

The weather is hot and hot, scorching people's hearts.

His subordinates who stayed in the city were in the northern suburbs of Lianbi City, where everyone chased Tao Zi to the place where they had been chased to the place, and a well-dressed mound was erected, and even the mourning hall was set up here.

There was an endless stream of people who came to mourn, and the nobles of the city came in groups, and the slaves knelt on the ground.

Tao Zi knelt between the crowds, without any difference.

The funeral was long, and August 19 was nothing more than the first day of the funeral.

As the red sun set in the west, the nobles first got into the ornate carriages, and weary hurried back to their quarters, and finally the slaves. Tao Zi stood up and moved his hands and feet, some people should come, right?

Since ancient times, what has not changed since ancient times is time, but what has always changed is people's hearts.

"Boom, boom, boom", there seemed to be thousands of troops, and the entire mourning hall and the Lianbi City behind it were surrounded.

The person who came was not Lianbi City's old rival Langgu City, but Wusheng City, which has always been a good neighbor and friendly to Lianbi City.

Wusheng City is mountainous, it is the only city in the five cities that does not have a direct sea, and Lianbi City is a strip of water, this water is called Wanghai River. For thousands of years, the two cities have been ruled across the river without interfering with each other.

Now the soldiers of Wusheng City have crossed the river and are violent, and Lianbi City is just an empty city, and the soldiers of Wucheng are only one-third of the opponent's, and there is no commander, and they are defenseless, how to resist?

Duan Wenguang immediately ordered the remaining soldiers to assemble, no matter what, he could not be defeated without a fight, he was Liang Nanxi's humerus, and Liang Nanxi handed over the entire Lianbi City to him before he set out on the expedition.

But at this time, there was a riot among the slaves in the city!

Was someone instigated? Or were the slaves dissatisfied with Lianbi City? Duan Wenguang couldn't care about this for a long time, and under such internal and external troubles, he could only go to the city ** Feng for help. Of the twenty elders, seventeen of them all went out with Liang Nanxi, leaving only Elder Sun and Zhu Li in the Transformation Period.

I'm afraid there are more than these from Wusheng City, but there is no other way at this time.

He frowned and went straight back to the city lord's mansion, but when he arrived at the mansion, he found that this place had already changed hands.

He was dazed for a moment, someone took him away, he almost didn't have time to resist, and when he was put down, he said, "Elder Sun, why are you ......?"

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But after a night, Lianbi City changed hands inside and out. Two and a half months ago, none of the old nobles in the city colluded with Wusheng City to kidnap the eldest prince Liang Muyu, and then blamed Langgu City through the unique exquisite blood of Langgu City.

After the two cities fought each other and both were defeated, Wusheng City appeared, and it was effortless to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Lianbi City changed its name to change its name, and on the high city wall, three brand-new big characters were hung: "Wusheng Auxiliary City". Glaring and piercing. And a third of the soldiers led by Duan Wenguang disappeared overnight.

Three days later, Shaozheng Xuguang, the lord of Wusheng City, came to Lianbi City in person, and he wanted to inspect his new territory.

He climbed to the top of the city, full of pride, and raised his eyes to look at the Pinghai, and Wang Wuyi carefully followed his side, not daring to go too far and not too close. This is his new master, the master who can pass on his own exercises!

How can the nobles of the Lianbi City be compared with the exercises! Looking at the handsome new city lord Shaozheng Xuguang, his face was honored, and his choice was right.

He was thinking like this, and at some point an arrow was inserted between his eyebrows, and before he could take out the feathers, the man was completely dead, and his eyes were round, and he could not see it.

Shaozheng Xuguang was shocked, who was the person who came? He was already a Jindan Great Perfection cultivator, and this person was able to hide his divine sense from the detection? The four Yuanying monks protected him in the middle, and he still couldn't help but feel a little frightened.

In the early daylight, someone was wearing a dark clothes, and there was an arrow at Shaozheng Xuguang's face, and there were four Yuanying monks, and under full defense, his arrows would definitely not even be able to penetrate the prohibition just set, and Shaozheng Xuguang's clothes were not ornaments.

So, this arrow is a provocation.

Behind the Xuanyi people, twenty more high-ranking monks appeared, and the rest of the soldiers had already surrounded Lianbi City, more than three times the number of people who defended the city before.

Shaozheng Xuguang said in horror: "It's you, you're not dead!" He hurriedly grabbed the soft palm of the person next to him, this battle, it is better to say that this strategy is all given to him by the person with a soft palm next to him.

Now, what can I do if the evil star I thought was dead has come back alive?

The person who was holding the palm of his hand not only did not resist, but held his hand back with his other hand, and said gently: "It's okay, city lord, have you forgotten, Liang Nanxi's lifeline is still in our hands." ”

Her voice was flat and slow, sounding powerless, but it surprisingly soothed Shaozheng Xuguang's nervous heart.

Shaozheng Xuguang nodded and said, "Yes, as long as Liang Muyu is still in our hands, Liang Nanxi will only be able to tie his hands and arrest him!"

He hid in the forbidden, looked at Liang Nanxi and the others who were fighting in mid-air, and shouted: "Liang Nanxi, obediently suffer death! Your precious nephew is still in my hands!"

Liang Nanxi's movements stopped for a moment, but in an instant, they fought together again.

However, Shaozheng Xuguang received a messenger, this talisman was also given to him by the person in front of him, it was extremely precious, did something happen to Wusheng City, otherwise how could he use a messenger?

He hurriedly caught the messenger, and then heard a sad and eager voice: "Lord City Lord, please hurry back for help, the City Lord of Langgu City is coming to attack the city with his troops!Please hurry back for help...... Ah......h

The messenger turned into ashes, and Shaozheng Xuguang trembled a little, how could this be? Doesn't it mean that it is foolproof? Isn't it already occupied by Lianbi City?

"Why? Tell me, why is this happening?" Shaozheng Xuguang shook the person in front of him, looking for an answer.

But this time, the person in front of him could no longer comfort him as before.

She didn't understand why this was the case, this world was simply a world where there were no rules and could be called kings and hegemons! There were no talismans, no formations, no pills, everyone only knew how to kill each other and plunder each other, but they had no brains.

If it weren't for the abundance of spiritual energy in this interface, and the fact that there was a book of exercises that had been passed down since ancient times that were suitable for the cultivation of various spiritual roots, how could there be a god-transforming cultivator in this world?

But why is this happening? What went wrong?