On the way, Qin Shanyue said that at this time, all the families had come to Xichuan one after another and were resting in Luoshan City.

Because he has never liked these things, he stole a lazy place to come to Furong City to play, but he didn't expect to meet Yang Zongheng.

Originally, Yang Zongheng should have been invited to go to the mansion to rest, but since he was going to the illusion world, it was better to simply go directly to Luoshan City, and then he would do a good job after this matter was understood.

Yang Zongheng couldn't wait to find the Flying Xuanhu as soon as possible, and what Qin Shanyue wanted was exactly what he wanted, so the two drove directly out of Furong City and went west.

The carriage traveled dozens of miles before it came to a mountain pass, and the mountain road was narrow enough for only one carriage to pass by, and it took about half an hour to drive on the narrow mountain road.

Yang Zongheng only felt that he was climbing higher and higher, and the horses pulling the cart were a little weak, and at this moment he suddenly saw a huge stone gate. When he got closer, Yang Zongheng found that the stone gate was hewn from a huge stone, weighing no less than 10,000 catties, and the stone gate was carved with the three big characters of "Luoshan City".

Qin Shanyue jumped out of the car and walked under the stone gate, took out a small flute from her arms, blew out a tactful tone, and the door rumbled open.

Originally, Yang Zongheng thought that Luoshan City was really a city, but at this time he knew that Luoshan City was actually a courtyard of the Qin family.

The carriage slowly entered the stone gate, and Yang Zongheng lifted the carriage curtain and looked out, only to see that a mountain peak by the Shenjiang River had been artificially flattened, and a luxurious and chic mansion was built on it.

Pavilions and pavilions are built on each small mountain peak, and the buildings are integrated with the mountains, making the Qinjia Villa full of the mystery of a fairyland.

Yang Zongheng sat in the carriage all the way, only to see the mountains and mountains that came into view, the waterfalls splashed with beads, rare birds and beasts walking in it, the strange flowers and plants were colorful, I don't know whether it was originally there or later artificial.

Many ingenious manor villas loom in the rich mountain forest, and it is not an exaggeration to call this courtyard a city.

Yang Zongheng had also seen the mansions of the Liu and Mo families, which were already luxurious, but compared to this Falling Mountain City, they were still inferior. The carriage did not stop until it reached the door of the mansion on the cliff of the Shenjiang River, and Qin Shanyue took Yang Zongheng into the mansion and stopped until he walked outside a seven-story hall.

The entire mansion and the mountain peak are integrated, and this seven-story hall has become the top of the mountain, Yang Zongheng saw this, and he was worried about what to do if it rained and thundered, and they didn't have a lightning rod, so wouldn't this building become a live target?

At this time, a person came out and nodded to Qin Shanyue, and Qin Shanyue walked into the main hall with Yang Zongheng. At this time, the hall was already full of people, as if they were waiting for him, and there were many acquaintances among them.

The Sea Clan was led by an old man, followed by Feng Jiulang and Feng Wuyue, the Mo family was led by Mo Qingshan and Mo Yansi with Wang Yufu and Mo Qingyan and others, and the Liu family was Liu Daorong and Liu Xiaoxiao sitting on chairs.

Some of the other families have seen them before, but they are only a little impression.

These people saw Yang Zongheng coming in with different faces, and the old man of the Qin family, who was sitting in the first place, gave Qin Shanyue a look, and Qin Shanyue took Yang Zongheng aside.

Yang Zongheng sat in his seat and listened to them say some polite words, and he went around to observe the situation of these Legalists.

I saw Feng Wuyue looking at herself fiercely, as if she was still resentful of him for what happened at the beginning.

And Wang Jinfu beside Mo Qingshan just sneered, then turned his head, Liu Xiaoxiao still looked like frost as if he didn't see him.

After a while, these people talked about the arrangement of entering the mountain, and they only heard Liu Daorong say lukewarmly: "I don't know if the eldest lady will follow our Liu family this time or act alone." ”

Liu Xiaoxiao took a sip of tea and said coldly: "Liu Daorong, do you mean that I can't represent the Liu family?"

In front of everyone, Liu Xiaoxiao called him by his name, which made Liu Daorong blush for a while, and then snorted: "On behalf of the Liu family, there must be a handwritten letter from the head of the family, do you have it?"

Liu Xiaoxiao said: "You don't have to use the head of the family to press me, the head of the family has been in retreat for many years, who knows if your handwritten letter is true or false?"

The Liu family's little is very clear and they don't want to care, they want the Liu family to lose both, which will be beneficial to them.

But after all, the Qin family is the host, and Qin Yuanren still has to persuade him on the surface, so he said: "Why should the Liu family hurt the peace for this matter, don't any of you get treasures for the Liu family?"

Liu Daorong and Liu Xiaoxiao each suppressed their anger and stopped talking. The men sat for a while and then dispersed, concentrating on waiting for the tiger to descend.

But when the Divine Tiger will come out of the mountain, these mages are not sure, they are all through divination, night observation of the sky, and observation of the feng shui here to determine that the Divine Tiger will come in the near future, but the specific date is unknown.

Originally, Yang Zongheng planned to continue to wait like everyone else, but he thought again: "There are many of them, and the spells are strong, and it will definitely not take advantage of them to snatch the Divine Tiger together, besides, I have the incense of the tiger, so it is better to take advantage of them not paying attention to the first step." ”

Thinking about it that night, Yang Zongheng waited for the magic wheel to fly towards the mountains surrounded by smoke and clouds. Yang Zongheng took the "Tiger Incense" in his hand and slowly flew in the valley, and the swishing cold wind made him shiver incessantly.

After looking for most of the night but not seeing the shadow of the Divine Tiger, Yang Zongheng was afraid that he would be discovered at dawn the next day, so he returned to Luoshan City to rest. Yang Zongheng returned in vain for several nights, which made Yang Zongheng wonder if the "Tiger Incense" was fake.

That night, Yang Zongheng came to the mountains again, but he still didn't find anything, he was about to go back, only to see a white figure trying to get closer.

"Who is it?" Yang shouted in a low voice.

As soon as the words fell, the person had already arrived in front of Yang Zongheng, and it turned out to be Liu Xiaoxiao. "Why are you here too?" Yang Zongheng asked in surprise. Liu Xiaoxiao glanced at Yang Zongheng and said, "That's not how to use the tiger incense. ”

As he spoke, he took the Yinhu incense in Yang Zongheng's hand, and then stretched out his left hand, and a flame had already ignited in his palm.

Yang Zongheng patted his head and said: "Why didn't I think of lighting it with fire, and I suffered from freezing for a few days in vain." ”

Liu Xiaoxiao was about to light the "Tiger Incense", when suddenly there was a "whirring" wind, Yang Zongheng said: "This incense has not been lit before the Flying Tiger is here?"

I saw Liu Xiaoxiao frowning and shaking her head: "No" At this time, a huge bat suddenly appeared in Yang Zongheng's field of vision, the bat was as big as a cow, with six wings on its body, and in a blink of an eye, it had already arrived in front of Yang Zongheng and the others.

"Six-winged bat?" Liu Xiaoxiao was shocked, only to see the huge bat slowly transform into a figure, slowly drifting past Yang Zongheng, and then Yang Zongheng saw his face clearly.

"Wang Yufu?" Yang Zongheng was a little unconvinced, Wang Jinfu sneered: "Sure enough, as my master expected, you sneaked up on your own to hunt for treasures, since you have met it, then we will settle the grievances." ”

As he spoke, his ten fingers suddenly stretched out an inch-long claw, and he instantly arrived at Yang Zongheng's side, and before Yang Zongheng could react, there were already three more blood marks on his face.

Wang Yufu was about to dig into Yang Zongheng's heart, only to see that Liu Xiaoxiao's jade willow branch had already entangled Wang Yufu and pulled him aside, and at this moment, Yang Zongheng's magic wheel had already slammed into Wang Yufu.

I saw Wang Yufu smile pitifully: "Yang Zongheng, should you be the only one who has an adventure?"

His hands were sealed, and a puff of black smoke came out from behind him, and then turned into countless black bats to entangle the magic wheel. Wang Yufu shouted: "Fall." ”

The magic wheel did not land, but returned to Yang Zongheng's hands, and then the countless bats flew towards Yang Zongheng.

Yang Zongheng hurriedly took out the fire crow bag and opened it, only to see countless fire crows rushing towards the black bat, and for a while, the fire crow and the bat collided like a red cloud and a black cloud fighting, illuminating the valley in a flickering light.

Yang Zongheng saw that the fire crow worked, and was about to get the dragon staff, when suddenly a black shadow flashed, and his Qiankun bag had been snatched away. Then the fire crow bag also fell into the man's hands, and at this time, Wang Yufu's bat was also depleted, and it could not pose a threat for the time being.

Yang Zongheng looked at the black shadow, only to see Feng Jiulang stuffing the fire crow bag into his Qiankun bag, and said to Yang Zongheng: "Now the sea clan treasure has returned to its original owner." ”

Liu Xiaoxiao said: "What kind of hero is the Sea Clan taking advantage of the danger of others?"

Feng Jiulang smiled: "Don't worry, I won't take this treasure for nothing, otherwise I will help you deal with this big bat?"

Wang Yufu said with a smile: "Today is my personal grudge with him, and it has nothing to do with anyone else. ”

Feng Jiulang shook his head and said, "This really makes it difficult for me." He said to Yang Zongheng: "Brother Yang, otherwise, how about I burn more paper money for you when you die?"

Yang Zongheng said: "How do you know that I will die?"

Feng Jiulang sneered and didn't speak, only listening to the loud wind around him, and it didn't take long for the eight major families to gather around Yang Zongheng.

I only heard the Bai family mage say: "Yang Zongheng, we have investigated and dealt with the Seagod Cave that day that you killed more than a dozen mages of my family with a magic wheel, and today we will avenge them." ”

The Mo family said: "You also carry the lives of the Mo family, and you have insulted the lintel of the Mo family many times, and a hundred deaths are not enough to atone for your sins." ”

Feng Jiulang said: "We didn't have any grievances, but you offended a lot of people in the Sea Clan, and they didn't want to see you, so you can't live in my hands." ”

The brothers of the Qin family saw that Yang Zongheng was besieged by everyone, and they were just about to go up the mountain to speak, but they were already stopped by the elders.

Yang Zongheng looked around at the door and suddenly laughed and said, "Everyone in the Legalist family is nothing more than that. Hearing this, those families seemed to be shocked by thunder, as if this was an untouchable taboo for the Legalists.

Mo Qingshan said angrily: "Yufu killed him." I saw Wang Yufu stabbing at Yang Zongheng with a black smoke.

Yang Zongheng hurriedly used the magic wheel to resist, and at the same time used the eight directions of thunder, only to see a strong wind in the valley for a while, the wood broke and the stones flew, the thunder was loud, deafening, and the blood-colored phoenix danced in the wind.

Some mages who couldn't dodge had already been injured and fell to the ground, only to see a golden light burst out of Mo Qingshan's body, and then flew towards the wind, followed by several other mages with high mana.

I saw that they each used their own mana to suppress the wind and thunder, and only the phoenix was still resisting them.

Yang Zongheng slowly couldn't support it, and suddenly there was a roar, and the blood-colored phoenix exploded, and Yang Zongheng flew into the chaotic wood, full of blood.

Those few family mages only took a few steps back, and there was no damage, just as they were about to step forward to kill Yang Zongheng, they only smelled a strange fragrance that instantly spread throughout the entire valley, and those family mages hesitated slightly. Liu Xiaoxiao had already picked up Yang Zongheng and flew towards the mountains and forests.