Hearing Bai Yaoyao's words, Xu Zimo nodded slightly.
"If Mr. Xu is not busy, can you and your seniors come to our house to sit down? My master and my father would like to thank you," Bai Yaoyao said quickly.
"Forget it, it's not a big deal, we will leave tomorrow," Xu Zimo shook his head and said.
The two were chatting. At this moment, they saw that the competition in the center of the square had reached its final moment.
The two young men who were fighting saw the burly young man roaring angrily.
The muscles all over his body bulged so high that they burst the short sleeves of his upper body.
The burly young man lifted the other man above his head and threw him directly forward.
Seeing the man being thrown out, the people around him screamed in surprise and hurriedly ducked aside.
Xu Zimo frowned slightly, because the direction the burly young man threw was exactly where he was.
With a wave of his right hand, his spiritual energy directly stopped the oncoming person in mid-air.
The man stood firmly on the ground, still in shock, and quickly panted and thanked Xu Zimo.
Xu Zimo nodded, then narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the burly young man.
I saw the other party walking up with a proud face, looking at Xu Zimo with a smile, and said: "I'm really sorry, I only used half of my strength just now."
Xu Zimo was almost certain that the other party did it on purpose.
It's just that he doesn't know the other person, and they have no negotiation, so how could he target him for no reason?
"Miss Bai, you are here too. Are you here to watch our competition?"
At this moment, I saw a young disciple from the Shanhe Sect next to me walking forward and smiling at Bai Yaoyao.
Bai Yaoyao nodded calmly and said, "Mr. Song, my father asked me to tell Elder Qinghe.
If your lord is not in a hurry after the competition, he has prepared some wine and food at his mansion to invite you all."
"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, tell City Master Bai and we will definitely keep the appointment," the young man said with a smile.
When the young man surnamed Song looked at Bai Yaoyao, the love in his eyes was almost unconcealed. I'm afraid anyone can see it clearly.
Xu Zimo then thought about it, he and Bai Yaoyao were talking and laughing just now.
And this young man named Song is an official disciple of the Shanhe Sect, and the burly young man next to him wants to join the Shanhe Sect.
After connecting these clues together, Xu Zimo gradually understood.
Have you suffered an unreasonable disaster?
"Boy, if you're fine, forget it," the burly young man next to him said nonchalantly.
"Do you want to die?" Xu Zimo turned his head and said lightly.
"This young master is now considered a disciple of our Shanhe Sect. Besides, you have not been harmed and cannot do this."
Mr. Song next to him said with a chuckle.
"Miss Bai, I saved you before, shouldn't I repay you in return?" Xu Zimo looked at Bai Yaoyao and said.
"Master, please give me your instructions," Bai Yaoyao replied doubtfully.
"Killing him will be regarded as repaying my life-saving grace, and we will be clean," Xu Zimo pointed at the burly young man and said to Bai Yaoyao.
The face of the burly young man next to him changed slightly.
Bai Yaoyao slowly turned his head and looked at the burly young man. His eyes were as calm as water, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.
"Senior Brother Song," the burly young man quickly looked at the young man named Song, his face a little anxious.
Bai Yaoyao's father is the lord of Baigu City, and her grandfather is the famous Baigu Tianzun.
Around the White Bone City, the intimidating power of the White Bone Heavenly Lord is much stronger than that of the Vast Immortal Sect.
The young man surnamed Song forced a smile, looked at Bai Yaoyao and said with a smile: "Miss Bai, this Wang He is now a disciple of our Shanhe Sect.
Disciple named by Master Uncle Qinghe, if you do this, I’m afraid your father will not agree to it.
It is not cost-effective to destroy the relationship between your Bone City and the Shanhe Sect for the sake of an outsider."
"I don't need to worry Mr. Song about what I do," Bai Yaoyao said calmly.
Immediately, with a move of her right hand, the crowd next to her was separated, and a group of armored soldiers patrolling the city ran over.
"Miss," the leading man, wearing black armor, greeted Bai Yaoyao respectfully when he saw her.
"Take him and hand him over to Mr. Xu," Bai Yaoyao raised his head and said.
At this time, the burly young man Wang He next to him was completely panicked. He quickly shouted: "Senior Brother Song, help me quickly.
I'm doing it all for you."
"What nonsense are you talking about," the young man surnamed Song said coldly, his face condensed.
Without saying a word, the soldiers patrolling the city swarmed forward, suppressed Wang He on the spot, and captured him in front of Xu Zimo.
"We have no grievances. If you name the person who instigated you, I can consider letting you go," Xu Zimo looked at Wang He who was full of panic and said with a smile.
"It's him. Senior Brother Song ordered me to give you a warning," Wang He shouted directly without thinking in the face of a life-and-death situation.
"That's nonsense, Wang He. Before you died, you still wanted to drag me into trouble," the young man named Song's face changed slightly and he said sternly.
"Then I'll give you a chance, kill him, and I'll ensure you leave the Bone City safely," Xu Zimo patted Wang He on the shoulder and chuckled.
Seeing the patrolling soldiers let go of him, Wang He narrowed his eyes and roared directly to kill the young man named Song.
"Wang He, you are crazy," the young man named Song yelled anxiously.
Seeing the two people fighting together, Xu Zimo watched with interest.
"What's the point of fighting like this? It's better to kill them all," the God Emperor said from the side.
"You don't understand the joy of dog biting dog," Xu Zimo shook his head slightly.
At this moment, the old man from the Shanhe Sect who was sitting on the bone chair stood up and noticed the situation here.
"What are you doing?" the old man asked with a frown.
"Uncle Master, this Wang He is crazy, framed his disciples, and wants to kill them," the young man named Song slapped Wang He on the chest, pulled away and shouted.
"That's enough," the old man in gray robe dropped his palm, and the power of the Imperial Vein Realm surrounded his palm, directly suppressing the two of them in place.
"What's going on?" The old man in gray robe stepped forward and asked displeasedly.
The young man surnamed Song quickly told the general story of what happened.
After hearing this, the old man snorted coldly.
He looked at Bai Yaoyao and said, "Miss Bai, this matter concerns our Shanhe Sect. Your father still needs to talk to me. Please step aside for now."
"Brother Qinghe, what's going on? Are you so angry?"
At this moment, a burst of laughter came from outside the square, and the crowd quickly separated into a lane.
I saw a middle-aged man walking in followed by a group of soldiers.
This middle-aged man was wearing a white robe, covering his whole body in the white robe.
And his complexion is very fair, a little bit fragile and childish.
The shape of the bones is reflected on the face, as if he has no flesh and blood, and the bones are covered with a layer of skin.
