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Chapter 41 The Inner Response of the City

Walking all the way from the West City Gate, the middle-aged man did not pause at all, and flew straight to the Zhao Mansion, the largest mansion in the center of the city.

He seemed to be very nervous, and from time to time he glanced at Mo Ran and Yang Liu'er, who were bound by the big black flag in his hand.

In those sharp eyes, there was a hint of ruthlessness. It's just that he didn't say a word, and he didn't take back the black flag, let alone let go of Mo Ran and Yang Liu'er.

Mo Ran frowned slightly, tightly bound in this black flag, unable to move.

Although he was very dissatisfied with the middle-aged man's approach, he did not ask, but quietly looked at the big flag that was entangled in him.

Moreover, whenever the middle-aged man's strange eyes glanced at him, he returned with a wicked smile that the middle-aged man couldn't figure out.

He knew very well that he was under the control of others, and even if he asked the middle-aged man why he was still binding himself, he would not get any answer.

It's better to wait and see what happens, and when this man wants to speak, he will naturally know what his purpose is.

The most important thing at the moment is to observe with peace of mind how to escape the power of this strange banner, which is the most important thing.

Mo Ran knew it in his heart, but Yang Liu'er, who was also bound by this big flag, didn't think so.

She was a delicate woman who was used to being pampered, and she was born with the appearance of a fairy, and her graceful posture, but now she was bound by someone with a strange banner, and she was still tied with the shameless lewd thief who was repeatedly lighter than herself.

Both of them are ignorant of the age of early spring, and the lust in their bodies is already ready to move, but now that their bodies are close together, the strange feeling suddenly spreads like lightning all over her body, which makes her annoyed and ashamed, and she scolded the middle-aged man: "We are here to deliver an emergency military order, and we are not your prisoners, so let's let go of this girl quickly!"

The middle-aged man glanced at Yang Liu'er expressionlessly, and continued to fly towards the city as if nothing had happened, as if he didn't hear Yang Liu'er's scolding at all.

Yang Liu'er's face was angry, and she was only gasping for breath.

Suddenly, her complexion changed, a blush appeared on her white and tender cheeks, she bit her lip lightly, glared at Mo Ran fiercely, and said softly, "You...... Don't move, be honest......"

Immediately, ignoring Mo Ran's reaction, he turned his head to look at the flowing street below.

Mo Ran shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly, and turned his head to look at Yang Liu'er's eyes.

I saw that under the clouds, on every large and small street, there were dense crowds of people.

Almost everyone was carrying their burdens and fled in a panic in the direction of the east gate, and even those pushing carts full of belongings were also mixed in with the crowd, struggling to follow the slow procession.

Whenever a monk flying overhead, the crowd looked up with envy, hoping that the flying immortal would fly down and quickly leave the city of right and wrong with him.

Mo Ran and Yang Liu'er, who were bound by the black flag, quickly fell outside the gate of the largest mansion in the city under the gaze of these envious eyes.

I saw that on the magnificent red lacquer gate, there was a golden plaque hanging high, and the word "Zhao Mansion" engraved with gold powder on the plaque was very eye-catching.

Without waiting for Mo Ran and Yang Liu'er to ask more, the middle-aged man quickly walked through the gate of the mansion with the two of them, quickly shuttled through this magnificent mansion, and flew towards a remote pavilion courtyard in the mansion.

After being forcibly brought into the room in the small courtyard, Mo Ran and Yang Liu'er looked at this exquisite house at the same time.

The four corners of the room are white marble pillars, the walls around are all carved from white stone bricks, orchids carved from gold bloom charmingly between the white stones, and blue curtains ripple with the wind.

The layout of this room can't help but bring two words to Mo Ran's mind: luxury.

It was really the most powerful family in Dusk City, and this splendid mansion was already so exquisitely furnished, but it was just a very inconspicuous courtyard in the Zhao Mansion.

The middle-aged man cleared his throat and said with a stern expression: "I am the new city lord, this is a forbidden place, no one dares to come, if you have any message, just say it!"

Mo Ran narrowed his eyes, looked at the middle-aged man, and suddenly sighed: "I don't know if you are the city lord, but I have long suspected that the Zhao clan in this twilight city has already fallen into the cult." ”

After a short pause, Mo Ran changed his words and said, "You are the inner Ying of the demon blood baby planted in the city of Dusk!"

Hearing that Mo Ran had recognized the identity of his patriarch, the middle-aged man immediately stared at Mo Ran with a fierce look in his eyes, and said word by word: "How did you know the identity of the old man? How did you know that the old man was the inner member of the cult?"

Mo Ran didn't answer, just looked back at the patriarch of the Zhao clan with a smile, the smile on his face was unfathomable.

He didn't really have a back hand, but deliberately pretended to be prepared to confuse the patriarch of the Zhao clan and delay time.

This trick is very effective, even if this patriarch has been running for a hundred years and reading countless people, he can't see through Mo Ran's idea again.

After looking at each other for a long time, the patriarch of the Zhao clan suddenly changed his face, took out two short swords, and instantly flashed in front of Mo Ran and Yang Liu'er, put the tip of the sword against the necks of the two of them, and said viciously:

"Say the content of the letter, and the old man will give you a happy death, otherwise, don't blame the old man for being ruthless!"

Mo Ran didn't have the slightest fear, he still smiled and didn't say anything.

This Zhao clan patriarch seemed to be very anxious about the message entrusted to Mo Ran by the mad god, and began to exert force in his hand, and the tip of the sword against Mo Ran's neck was heavier inward, and a small stream of bright red blood suddenly slid along Mo Ran's neck into his strong chest.

Mo Ran smiled lightly, but his tone was very firm: "Even if you kill me, don't want to know the content of the message!"

Seeing that there was no way to take this little ghost, the patriarch of the Zhao clan rolled his eyes, stared at Yang Liu'er who was involved with Mo Ran, and suddenly smiled and threatened: "I didn't expect you to have such courage at such a young age, but you have nothing to fear, but the old man can't do anything about you, but this beauty, hehe! The old man has to enjoy it!"

As he spoke, his old palm wiped Yang Liu'er's cheeks, scanned Yang Liu'er's crisp breasts with squinting eyes, and couldn't stop smiling lewdly.

Yang Liu'er was suddenly scared and anxious, and looked at Mo Ran with tears in her eyes, as if she wanted to ask him for help, but she always had red lips and refused to say a word begging Mo Ran.

Mo Ran looked at the poor woman in front of him, his heart softened, and he sighed, blocking the lewd hand of the patriarch of the Zhao clan.

"If you are shameless, I will tell you this message, but the stakes are so high that you need to bow your ears. ”

Yang Liu'er saw that this shameless thief was really willing to tell a confidential message to save herself, and she couldn't help but feel a little more happy in her heart, and her attitude towards Mo Ran in her heart also improved.

When the patriarch of the Zhao clan heard Mo Ran's words, his face hesitated, hesitated, and secretly calculated in his heart.

There is Chi You Qi binding him, and he can't play any tricks, the content of this message is related to the enemy's decision on the situation in Dusk City, and he must get it.

Thinking of this, the patriarch of the Zhao clan no longer had any worries, and did not hesitate to turn his ear in front of Mo Ran.

Mo Ran smiled faintly at Yang Liu'er, who was looking at her, as if to say goodbye to her again, and then whispered in the ear of the patriarch of the Zhao clan: "The content of the message is - implement the plan!"

The patriarch of the Zhao clan was stunned when he heard this.

Execute the plan?Could it be that the other party is still holding its ground in the face of the Ice Pavilion's overwhelming attack?Is it to abandon Dusk City?

Just as the patriarch of the Zhao clan was thinking about it, Mo Ran suddenly bit the ear of the patriarch of the Zhao clan, and the patriarch of the Zhao clan wailed in pain.

He deliberately told the patriarch of the Zhao clan the wrong information in order to prevent the sect from knowing about the decent plan and to stop it. Then he angered the patriarch of the Zhao clan, just to take advantage of the chaos to break free from the shackles of this banner.

But what he didn't expect was that this black banner was also a strange treasure - the Chiyou Banner, and the cultivators who were bound by this flag could not operate the aura in their bodies at all.

Mo Ran helplessly looked at Yang Liu'er, who was staring at him in a little surprise, revealing an expression that had done his best.

Yang Liu'er looked at Mo Ran in a daze, and was suddenly startled by his sudden attack, as if she had never thought that Mo Ran would use such a child's means to try to escape.

When she wanted to use the aura in her body, she found that she couldn't move the slightest aura, so she had to gently shake her head at Mo Ran, signaling that she couldn't do anything with this weird flag.

The patriarch of the Zhao clan covered his bleeding ears, glared at this Mo Ran angrily, and suddenly there was a trace of murderous intent in his eyes, and the two short swords in his hands shot at Mo Ran and Yang Liu'er with lightning speed.

At this critical juncture, a moon-white robe suddenly broke through the window, and the speed was much faster than the short sword, firmly protecting Mo Ran and Yang Liu'er.

At the same time, a Buddha horn came from outside the window.

"Amitabha!"

The three of them looked up at the same time, only to see a fair-skinned monk slowly falling in from the window, standing between the Zhao family and Mo Ran Yang Liu'er.

"It's you!"

Mo Ran shouted out in a lost voice, and suddenly felt happy in his heart, the monk in front of him was the Xuanse Master who fought with the demon blood baby in Polar Night Town that day, and rescued himself and the crazy old man from the demon's hands.

The patriarch of the Zhao clan had a solemn face, staring at the Xuanse master who came suddenly, and muttered: "I don't know why the city lord suddenly came here?

Master Xuanse smiled and said lightly: "The little monk heard that the patriarch Zhao brought two young men who risked their lives to deliver the message of the lord of the mad god city into the city, but they did not send it to our city guard, so he couldn't help but worry in his heart, so he came here to investigate, but he didn't want to, just met the patriarch Zhao to exert his magical powers, and the little monk was afraid that the two teenagers would be injured by the patriarch by mistake, so he intervened to stop it. ”

The patriarch of the Zhao clan changed his face and said coldly: "Since the identities of you and I have been exposed, why should the city lord play dumb riddles, why don't you open the skylight and say something!"

Master Xuanse responded: "Patriarch Zhao is refreshing, and the little monk also expressed his attitude, these two young men, you can't move!"

The patriarch of the Zhao clan said coldly: "These two little ghosts can't get into the eyes of the old man, but the city lord should be careful, the one who attacked the city today is not only my cold ice pavilion, this dusk city is breached, it is a matter of time, the city lord still sees the situation clearly, and the virtuous minister chooses the lord to serve!"

Master Xuanse clasped his hands together and said: "Everything has already been decided, the little monk has his own plans, and the patriarch doesn't have to worry about it!"

The patriarch of the Zhao clan snorted coldly, glanced at Mo Ran again, waved his right hand, withdrew the Chiyou Banner that bound Mo Ran and Yang Liu'er, and said coldly to Master Xuanse: "Old man farewell!"

Immediately, it turned into a black light and headed towards the fierce battle of the West City Gate.

Master Xuanse turned his head to look at Yang Liu'er, although he was a monk, he was also attracted by Yang Liu'er's world-like appearance, he was slightly stunned, his eyes turned to Mo Ran, and said with a smile: "Little donor, let's meet again......!"

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