Xiniu Hezhou, under Moyun Peak!

The Han Empire, the Yin City!

A hundred years ago, the supreme and ruling the Han Empire for hundreds of years The Silver Bell Empress was killed by the demon king Mountain King Mo Xuan, the biggest backer Ziwei Emperor was injured by Mo Xuan and closed the pass, the Han Dynasty was a thousand miles away, and it was no longer the power of the past, however, the so-called tiger disease is still there, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and there are still few people on the West Niu He Continent who dare to touch its tiger might, but the huge empire without a strong leader has barely maintained for nearly fifty years, and the phenomenon of division has begun to appear.

Princess Yinling did not leave an heir, after being killed, she was in the position of Zhongtian, so, did not choose a good inheritance, so after death, the country has been jointly controlled by several powerful ministers, and now, the silver bell era of the several ministers who cooperated to control the government have died of illness, and their descendants obviously do not have the mind and courage of the elders, they each have one side, fight and kill, and use the sword to open the prelude to the division of the Han Kingdom.

But all this did not affect Yin City!

Because Yin City is under Moyun Ridge, and Moyun Ridge is the territory of Mountain Monarch Mo Xuan!

Mountain Monarch Mo Xuan, this is the most famous name in the world in the past hundred years, although he has not been born again since the first battle of Ziwei Palace a hundred years ago.

But this did not affect his fame in the Three Realms.

Especially among the demon clan, his name has been on par with the Seven Great Sages, and has even faintly surpassed the Seven Great Sages.

Although the Seven Great Sages are strong, they have not heard that they have taken the initiative to stand up for the demon clan, and Mo Xuan is different, he defeated the Heavenly Court with the strength of one person, seriously injured the Ziwei Emperor, and forced back the fear of leaving Sun Buddha, all of this is enough to become a talking point, not to mention, since the battle a hundred years ago, the situation of the entire Three Realms Demon Clan has indeed been greatly improved, and the behavior of the human monks has begun to become cautious, no longer expelling and hunting monsters at will, and everyone's life has improved.

Why?

Needless to say, no one wants Mo Xuan, a madman, to come to the door, especially the monks in the world, in the battle of Lingcheng, they can be regarded as having an understanding of Mo Xuan's strength, combined with the power of 20,000 elite monks, plus the help of the Seven Stars of the Southern Dipper, to form a great array of ten thousand immortals, the final result is still defeat, not only defeat, but also complete defeat, the gap in strength is there, no sect will risk offending Mo Xuan, the big demon, for a little demon pill, not to mention, those sects with deep backgrounds have also received information from the predecessors of the Heavenly Court, that is, low-key, low-key, and low-key。

Therefore, the monsters in the human world, especially those who are relatively low-level and do not have enough protection ability, are full of gratitude to Mo Xuan, and invisibly, Mo Xuan's status in the hearts of most monsters in the human world has been extremely high.

As Mo Xuan's lair, this Moyun Mountain naturally became a place where the demon clans looked up.

What's more, the surroundings of this Moyun Mountain Range are all surrounded by Mo Xuan's huge formations, and ordinary people and demons can't enter at all, which further strengthens its mysterious color.

It is precisely because of the above reasons that within a thousand miles of the Moyun Mountain Fangyuan, whether it is a human monk or a monster of the demon clan, they dare not make trouble here, those generals and ministers who are vying for power and profit in the Han Kingdom, which one does not have one or two strange people around them, these people naturally know what Moyunling is, and from time to time remind the people they assist not to fight the idea here, so, this back and forth, compared to other places, here is calm and tight, but there is some paradise meaning, so, the Yin City at the foot of Moyun Ridge, not only did not decay in the war, but slowly prospered。

There is a noisy small street in Yincheng, this street is not on the main road, nor is it in the downtown area, but just across the side of the most lively Dafu Street, the name of this street is Xiaodian Street.

Because all the shops on this street are small shops, and on this small street about 300 meters long, full of small shops, there is a tea and wine shop.

The so-called tea and wine shops are those that sell tea and liquor.

Compared with those big restaurants on Dafu Street, this tea and wine shop can be said to be a little smaller, but the business is good, and the people are not less than others, but the customers here are at the bottom of the level, and they are all coolies, casual workers, pawn peddlers and other characters, so the price of wine and tea here is also cheap, and in general, the business is passable.

The proprietress of the tea and wine shop is a woman of about forty years old, tall and tall, a head taller than the average man, the appearance is average, the man has been dead for a long time, five years ago with four children came to this Yin City, and took down this small shop, until now.

At noon, the sun overhead scorched the earth like a furnace.

There are not many pedestrians on the road, even if there are, one by one they have all hid in a cool place, the small hall of the tea and wine shop is already full of people at this time, a wooden-looking, five short figure of the little two is busy outside, serving tea and pouring water, although this little two looks stupid, but the body is flexible tight, a person is busy outside, even not delayed at all.

"It's hot, it's hot, it's hot!!" a man trotted all the way, shouted, and rushed into the tea and wine shop, this man had a fat face, and his shy feet shook up and down like a meat ball, and he looked at the shop for a long time, only then did he see an empty seat, and he stepped over in three steps and two steps, and then sat down.

Because his body was too large, he didn't pay attention when he sit, so he was in a hurry, and suddenly squeezed the person who was sitting next to him under the stool.

"You don't have fucking eyes!!" He squeezed off the bench was a sturdy man, who was originally sitting well, but he didn't expect to be accidentally hit by a fat man and sat on the ground with a butt, who is this replaced, he will also be unhappy, not to mention, he has never been a good-tempered person.

"Hehe......!" The fat man cracked his mouth, laughed innocently, and apologized to the man again and again, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, didn't you watch, it's too hot this day, I didn't pay attention, I really didn't pay attention!"

"Didn't pay attention?!" the man was annoyed, "You knocked me to the ground, say sorry, didn't you pay attention?!" he said, and reached out to grab the fat man's collar.

A cold glint flashed in the fat man's eyes, and the man's movements suddenly stopped, his eyes became dull, and his hand slowly went back.

"Come here, sit-!" the fat man grinned and pointed to the empty seat next to him, and the man nodded sluggishly, walked to the bench and sat down.

"Okay, good!" the fat man touched the man's head with satisfaction, and the whole shop fell silent.

Everyone looked at the fat man with a look of surprise, but the fat man patted the man's shoulder again, and the man's head hung down and slowly reached the table.

The eyes of the people around him began to be full of fear, and some of the timid ones had already run out of the shop.

Then, the frightening thing happened again, when the fat man's hand was on the man's shoulder again, the man's body quickly dried up, and at this moment, the bolder people around him could no longer sit still, and they all rushed out of the door.

The fat man still had a smile on his face, looking at the people who were scattering and fleeing, his face did not change, he picked up the teacup on the table, and poured it into his stomach in one gulp, regardless of whether anyone had drunk it before.

After drinking, as if he was very happy, he wiped his mouth and put down the teacup in his hand.

Just as the teacup was about to touch the tabletop, it was caught by a pair of hands.

"Guest officer, you don't have any tea, do you want me to renew it for you?!" said Mu Ne's shopkeeper, not panicking at all because of the other party's behavior just now, and he didn't care about the guests who were running away.

"Oh, let's have two more drinks, it's too hot for the hell!" said the fat man.

The shopkeeper didn't answer, just took the teacup, picked it up, poured a cup of tea into it, then put the cup down again, and turned to leave.

"That, Xiao Er!!" the fat man cried out a little depressedly.

"What do you have to say?!" the shopkeeper turned around again and asked calmly.

"Where's your master?!"

"My master!" shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned his head and shouted loudly, "Boss, someone is looking for you!" The voice was so loud that the fat man shuddered, the fat all over his body trembled, and a dissatisfied look appeared on his face, "Xiaoer, can you scream softer!" The shopkeeper ignored him, shouted and ran away, and after a while, he only heard the floor began to make a "squeak" cry, as if it was squeezed by some heavy object.

Then, a dark-faced, tall woman appeared on the side of the stairs and asked in a loud voice, "Who, who is looking for me!" A pair of leopard eyes looked around, and finally stopped on the fat man's body, with a puzzled look on her face, "Are you looking for me?!"

"Yes!" The fat man nodded sharply, not only did he not stand up, but his fat body leaned back on the table behind him, "You are Aunt Hu, right?!"

The proprietress nodded, "Yes, I am the owner of this shop, Mrs. Hu!"

"Oh, you're Aunt Hu!" said the fat man, "I've admired the name for a long time!"

"I wonder what this guest officer is looking for me?!" asked Aunt Hu.

"I'm Yingge!" the fat man said, and then emphasized it in particular, "The warbler of the yellow warbler, not the eagle of the eagle, the song of singing!" Hearing this name, Aunt Hu frowned slightly, "Yingge?" For such a fat man to take a woman's name, she didn't understand very much, but for things she didn't understand, she never forced, "Oh, Yingge, may I ask you for anything with me?"

"On the orders of the sect leader, I am here to invite Mrs. Hu to Fulang Cliff!" said please, but the posture on her body still did not change, but she arched her hand towards Mrs. Hu in a pretentious manner.

Aunt Hu showed a puzzled look on her face, "Your sect leader, I don't know you!"

The fat man's face turned cold, "Be bold, don't be rude to the sect leader!" As he spoke, a cold aura emanated from his body and rushed towards Aunt Hu.

The wind, gently lifted a trace of Mrs. Hu's clothes, and swept past her, whether it was Mrs. Hu or the shopkeeper standing not far away, the expression on her face was the same, and it did not change at all because of the breath that was specifically aimed at them.

Still with a puzzled expression on her face, Aunt Hu asked again, "Who is your sect leader!"

The expression on the fat man's face froze, he knew that the family that opened a tea and wine shop in this small shop street was a monster, but he never thought that their strength would be higher than his own.

His own strength can reach the realm realm, and in his opinion, the real strength of this Aunt Hu is at most about the middle of the human rank, and he didn't expect that she would let her hide her strength and let herself look away, and the shopkeeper was also not afraid of the momentum she exuded.

There is only one explanation for the monster who can hide his strength in front of himself and let himself look away, and that is that his strength must surpass himself.

In a small tea shop, there were two masters whose strength surpassed the realm at once, which he had not expected before, but immediately thinking of the figure behind him and what the master gave him, his waist immediately straightened again.

Lang Sheng said, "I am one of the three immortal envoys under the seat of the Seven Cultivation Sect Leader, and now I am hereby ordered by the Sect Master to invite Aunt Hu to Fulang Cliff to discuss the affairs of my demon clan!"

"Seven Cultivation Sects?!" Aunt Hu was slightly stunned, with a confused look on her face, "What are the Seven Cultivation Sects looking for me to do, what big things to discuss?!"

That Yingge looked at Yile, and looked down on this Aunt Hu a little in her heart, "The intelligence is really right, this family is just a monster who has just come down from the mountain, and he doesn't know anything about things in this world, I don't worry about her not working for me!"

Thinking about this, the smile on Yingge's face became even stronger,.................................................................. "What is he talking about?!" Whether it is Aunt Hu or the shopkeeper, they all looked at Yingge who was talking there in front of them in a daze, this guy has been talking for half an hour, and the main idea is just a few, what "revitalize the demon race", "unity", "sincere cooperation", "fight against the human race" Even, in the end, he even talked about making trouble in the Heavenly Palace, but he was happy, and the two people in front of him either didn't understand what he said, or they weren't interested in what he said, and after he finished speaking, he shook his head at the same time, ignored him, and turned around to leave.

"Stop!!" Yingge snorted coldly, stood up from the stool, the golden light flashed in his hand, and a golden piece of pi Lian shot out from his body, and suddenly entangled Aunt Hu and the shopkeeper tightly.

The two didn't expect such a thing to happen, and when they realized that something was wrong, the two of them were already entangled tightly, and when they looked closely, they found that what bound them was a golden rope that flashed with golden light.

I wanted to break free, but found that no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't break free from the rope tied to my body.

Yingge laughed proudly, "Hahahaha, you don't have to do useless struggles anymore, this is the rope that the sect leader gave him to tie up the immortals, but you two little goblins still want to break free?!"

"Yes, is it so powerful?!" A faint voice sounded from behind him, Yingge was startled, and looked back, but before he could see clearly, a palm covered his head, and then there was a tingling pain, and the last thing he saw was his white brain.

One hand, starting from his head, pressed all the way down, and finally, Yingge's body was squeezed into a lump of rotten flesh by this hand, and a yellowish light shot out of his body, and was grabbed by the other hand of the comer.

The warbler, which was one size smaller, squeaked twice, as if pleading and seemed to wail, but the person who came didn't care at all, just stretched out a finger and put it on the little man's forehead.

"Peng!", the moment the finger touched the villain's forehead, the villain violently exploded, and the person who came was caught off guard, almost sprayed by the blood mist.

"It seems, it's a little interesting!" The face of the person who came changed slightly, he didn't expect that the Yuan Shen of this Yingge would be banned by someone, and he just touched it, and it detonated the other party's Yuan Shen.

"Eminem, what the hell is going on?!" The person who came turned around, dressed in white, with a black ring belt tied around his waist, although the color of the clothes was different, but it was not who Mo Xuan was!

He walked over to the two men who were being tied, and with a gesture of his hand, the rope that bound them was automatically untied and jumped into his hands.

"I don't know!" Aunt Hu said, "It seems to be from the Seven Cultivation Sect, let's go to Fulang Cliff to participate in some oath meeting!"

"Fulang Cliff?!" Mo Xuan raised his eyebrows, this place he knew, it seemed to be on the edge of the Tang Empire in the eastern soil of Ganzhou in the south, close to the Two Realms Mountain.

"In this way, it seems that Tang Seng is about to arrive at the Two Realms Mountain, right?!"

(To be continued)