Outside the wall of Panlong Academy, two old pine trees that had been standing for a hundred years shook themselves without wind, and threw away a tree of dust, as if two green giants awakened from their sleep, directed two golden lights with green backgrounds to the soil through the roots of the tree, and then transmitted from the soil into the city wall, instantly crossing several miles away and directly entering Zhao Xifeng's body.

A large plaque hanging high above the lobby of the county government, with a powerful and quiet letter on it. At this moment, it was unknown that the plaque was painted with a golden color by the autumn sun, and the flashing golden light on it dyed the autumn sun.

Such a scene still appears at every corner of the town at the same time, in the academy, in the Drum Tower, in the East City, in the ruins of the Sun Family Restaurant, in the abandoned laundry workshop, in the private prison of the Office of the Political Affairs Office, and even on the stove in the Butcher's home, Panlong Town instantly became a town of golden light! The final flow of countless golden lights was Zhao Xifeng's right hand tightly held.

And in his hands, there was a strong man below the Baihai Grassland, who was above ten thousand people, and Baihai left to sacrifice to Mo Qiuyang!

Zhao Xifeng was feeling a powerful force that was definitely not his own flowing in his body. Its power was far beyond the Yuan Ling that had just activated Longya Bi!

Just as the golden light flowed into Zhao Xifeng's body, the order for remittance to Zang, which was about to expire, continued due to the replenishment of new power.

Mo Qiuyang stopped trying to break free, his eyes gradually calmed down, and he slowly said to Zhao Xifeng: "It turns out that Yuzhen still has blood left in the world. I am very pleased. Come back to Baihai with me, your father and sister are here."

While adapting to the warm and mellow power in his body, Zhao Xifeng sneered: "Old sir, have you arranged a cheap dad for me so quickly? Who are you scared? I'm handsome and handsome, how come you look like your prairie barbarians? In my opinion, you should stay and pay off the blood debts of Grandpa Che and Master Qian together!"

Mo Qiuyang frowned, stopped talking, and simply sat next to Zhao Xifeng.

This was beyond the reasonableness and expected thing, which made Zhou Zhe and Ku Hai, who were qualified to watch the game, feel a lot of emotion.

"Mr. Mo came by the wind, and the sea of ​​clouds stood tall. He was indeed powerful, but Mr. Chunqi walked in the town, spreading the city formation, and then put the last bit of calculation on the child. It was really a stroke of magic, even better." Ku Hai sighed and said, "You and I should have confirmed the true origin of this child. After hesitation and observation for a long time, there was no unique eye that another teacher could see in a hurry."

Zhou Zhe shook his head and smiled, "When the family master was lingering in the town, Xifeng was still young, and all kinds of different images from ordinary people had not been revealed, so he didn't know who was the orphan of Princess Yongle. However, since the eternal light in the palace had not yet been turned off, it means that the bloodline was not extinguished, and anyone with a strong body would definitely be extraordinary. When they are in danger of survival, they will definitely jump out. I think this is the end of the family master."

Ku Hai sighed and said, "Mr. Mo counts the time, but Mr. Li counts the right place and the hearts of the people, and is even better."

At this time, Mo Qiuyang, who had been sitting next to Zhao Xifeng, suddenly figured out something, looked up and smiled, the hand that was not caught took out a book out of thin air, and started reading it with great pleasure.

This move was too abrupt. No one present expected it. Looking at Zhao Xifeng who was looking at him in shock, Mo Qiuyang looked up and smiled and said, "What? Should I read Mr. Xiaoman from Shengjingcheng, do you want to read together?"

"Aren't you worried that you can't break free?" Zhao Xifeng asked blankly.

"Why am I worried?" Mo Qiuyang asked back.

This question made Zhao Xifeng speechless.

Mo Qiuyang smiled slowly and said, "My little friend, you don't look as good as you are. You probably haven't learned how to use the power in your hands. This is the Liancheng Town, a unique town in Tianqingsi. It can transform the world of heaven and earth into your own use. It is magical and unreasonable. But since you have not learned this formation, you naturally cannot activate many of the killing methods. No one can hurt me at the presence of the world. As long as I am exhausted from the world, I will naturally escape from the trap, so why worry?"

Zhao Xifeng had no choice for a moment, and gritted his teeth and cursed: "Old thief!"

Mo Qiuyang laughed and nodded and said, "You are right. For Dazhou, I am indeed the biggest thief."

The court was in a deadlock again for a while, and no one could do anything to anyone.

However, as the energy of heaven and earth became thinner, Zhao Xifeng could clearly feel that the power pouring into his body was gradually weakening, and it became increasingly difficult to hold Mo Qiuyang's right hand tightly.

Mo Qiuyang also clearly felt it, tilted his head and said with a smile: "At most, there is an incense stick of world. If you can't find a solution, you have to watch me kill your two division commanders, then take away Xingshi and Longyabi, and then pull out the tiger's eyes from Miss Zhong's body. I'm sorry."

Zhao Xifeng finally couldn't help but curse, all kinds of dirty words and swear words came out, but Mo Qiuyang didn't take it to heart, and didn't even listen to it, just lowered his head to read.

Just when Zhao Xifeng was about to let go of the star stone and pick up Longya Bi for a dangerous gamble, suddenly heard a sigh at the top of the city. Monk Kuhai forced himself to stand up, walked to Zhao Xifeng and Mo Qiuyang, put his hands together and pronounced the Buddha's name, and bowed deeply.

"You little monk, come here," Mo Qiuyang shook his head, "You know I don't believe in Buddhism."

Ku Hai smiled tiredly and said, "Donor Mo misunderstood, he just started to be courtesy and then to be soldiers."

Mo Qiuyang sat upright and said coldly: "So, you monk has a backup plan? Why not use it together."

"Amitabha, I dare not say anything about the backhand, but the little monk did make some preparations." Ku Hai lowered his head slightly and continued, "For the past year, the little monk has never appeared in the town. The people of Panlong Town think that I am traveling outside, but in fact, it is not the case. The little monk spent a year in the world, sitting in a small temple, refining himself and the liu. So now the liu is a little monk, and the little monk is a liu."

Hearing this, Mo Qiuyang's face, which had been holding Zhizhu, finally changed color and said coldly: "But just now, in order to fight against my lead cloud hanging ink technique, you entered Liancheng with a barrier."

"No," Ku Hai clasped his hands again, "so the little monk is half the master of this Liancheng Formation."

"But you are not the real master of Liancheng Formation after all," Mo Qiuyang said in a deep voice, "If you force yourself into the master, no matter whether I die or not, you will definitely die."

Ku Hai smiled calmly and said, "If Mo donor breaks the city, I will die as well. What's the difference between dying early and late?"

"Master!" Zhou Zhe took a step forward and shouted anxiously.

"Donor Zhou, I built a temple in the south of the city that day. Mr. Li was watching on the city wall, and then turned around and laid out Liancheng in the town. I think what I did today was also in his calculations. I was just a chess piece, but..." Ku Hai turned around and smiled, "I am willing."

Zhou Zhe wanted to say something else, Ku Hai ignored him and looked back at the old man in white and barefoot in front of him.

"Mo Qiuyang! Please go back with me!"
Chapter completed!