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"Come!"
Immediately, in this ordinary corner, a wonderful card game started!
Mayor Ah Huang silently withdrew his mental power. He found that he had just heard a lonely story. This was nothing!
Even though he has adapted to the existence of players, he still sometimes cannot understand what the players are thinking, especially the speed at which they jump inexplicably from one thing to another.
So he yawned helplessly and prepared to squint for a while, but just as he closed his eyes, his brows tightened.
Just because he noticed an old man wearing a white shirt and holding a silver gentian gun coming towards him quickly. It's you - old Zhao Zilong!
Mayor Ah Huang rolled his eyes subconsciously, then stood up quickly, preparing to find a place to hide first.
After hearing about the decisive battle from some new people in the town, the elderly Zhao Zilong asked three times to fight on behalf of Wuyou Villa!
However, this matter was rejected by Qin Fan three times. After all, after Taoyuan Town has experienced an expansion, what it needs most is stability.
Moreover, the realms of these newly joined warriors are uneven. Although they have a certain degree of execution, their tacit understanding is basically zero. When the time comes, they will probably be wiped out in a wave.
But the elderly Zhao Zilong, including the former leaders of each village, felt that something should be done. After all, after they merged into Taoyuan Town, Qin Fan generously gave each of them a high-level spiritual magic.
For them, this is a precious thing that they could not get even if they sold themselves to those big forces.
Sometimes these casual cultivators are very cunning, and sometimes they are very pure, especially when they are exhausted physically and mentally and prepare to spend their whole lives like this after seeing the darkness of the outside world.
The emergence of a spiritual mysticism is likely to allow them to break the upper limit of their current realm and usher in a new life.
After the villagers from each village were merged into Taoyuan Town, they quickly adapted to the new environment and were not ostracized or discriminated against in any way. Qin Fan also began to fulfill the exaggerated promises made by the Pancake Demon.
So they were very grateful to Qin Fan, not to mention that after meeting Qin Fan, it was hard not to have a good impression of the young man who looked weak but always had a warm smile.
But the key is that after thinking about it, they realized that apart from their own lives, there seemed to be nothing they could do in return, so they asked the elderly Zhao Zilong to ask for battle three times.
"Mayor Ah Huang, this time is not about a decisive battle!" Perhaps he guessed that Ah Huang was about to run away, but before he entered the house, the elderly Zhao Zilong shouted.
Mayor Ah Huang froze, and soon lay back on the rocking chair. When the old man Zhao Zilong came to him, he pretended to be slowly waking up.
"Xiao Zhao, what's the matter?"
The old man Zhao Zilong's face darkened. He really wanted to say that his surname was Xu, but he didn't know how the aliens passed it on, so he changed his surname inexplicably.
Fortunately, he was an orphan since he was a child, and his name was chosen casually after he joined the Xue Xuan Guard, so he was not too obsessed with this aspect. Otherwise, if it were to be placed on some family members, they might start to work hard.
Then he looked solemn and said:
"Mayor Ahuang, the patrol team found some unusual footprints around the outside of the town.
It stands to reason that the decisive battle has already begun. It is really suspicious for a spy to appear at this time!"
Mayor Ah Huang frowned slightly. Some time ago, there were not only people wandering outside Wuyou Villa, but also people who were preparing to sneak into Taoyuan Town. In the end, Wang Jingyu slapped them all to death.
The results of the questions he asked before his death were similar to those of Qin Fan's memory search at that time. It was someone who deliberately spread some messy rumors and attracted some people who wanted money rather than their lives.
But it stands to reason that after Qin Fan's large-scale cleanup, everyone should be dead, whether they should die or not.
Just as he was thinking, a powerful aura suddenly burst out outside the town, and this aura was even more mixed with an extremely sinister and evil aura.
In an instant, the entire Taoyuan Town was wrapped in a golden mask, completely isolating this aura. However, similar auras were released one after another, almost forming a series of dark clouds outside the town.
"It's the Corpse Cult."
After leaving these words, Mayor Ah Huang's figure disappeared in a flash, which took the elderly Zhao Zilong, who was still staring at the sky blankly, for a while to react.
After all, even he didn't know that Taoyuan Town had such a powerful formation. If he hadn't just relied on that momentum to attack, there would have been a lot of casualties in the town.
Immediately, he turned around and prepared to go outside the town to assist Mayor Ahuang. However, as soon as he took two steps, he suddenly realized that he should first appease the people in the town.
So he hurriedly headed towards a crowded place in the town.
At this time, in a corner of the town, players who were obsessed with playing cards all raised their heads, looked at the scene of overcast clouds, and noticed the inexplicable rising golden light.
One by one, they began to rub their eyes subconsciously, and even wondered if they were playing cards crazy.
"Oh my God, this is a monster attacking the city." A player decisively threw down his cards and ran anxiously out of the town.
The player sitting next to him silently opened his deck and took a look. This junk card was no wonder he ran so fast, so he followed closely behind him, threw his cards to the ground, and said seriously:
"It's time for us to defend Taoyuan Town!"
Then he disappeared in a flash.
The player sitting next to him secretly opened his deck, glanced at it, and then calculated the possibility of winning the game, then stood up decisively and said:
"Since it's a monster attacking the city, it must be recorded. I'm going to record it now!"
Then, just like Calabash Boy saving his grandpa, they abandoned their cards one by one and left, leaving only one player who had drawn a good deck of cards and was about to win the game, looking at the empty surroundings with a blank look on his face.
At this time, outside Taoyuan Town.
One after another, gloomy figures appeared. They were disciples of the Underworld Cult. After receiving the news from the Ten Thousand Poison Palace, they began to implement the next step of the plan.
It’s no wonder that Wu Yong was so confident before. After all, in addition to a powerful grandmaster carrying a golden corpse coffin, there were four Xiantian realm masters carrying a silver coffin, and the rest of the dozen or so were all Tongmai
territory.
With this lineup alone, they can defeat the Gongsun family, which is also one of the four top forces in the Chaos Realm.
Um, no, now we should talk about the two top forces. After all, the other two were destroyed by Wuyou Villa.
Only dealing with a mere Taoyuan Town... hum.
The old man who took the lead lifted off the hood that concealed his appearance, revealing a skinny face. His hair had fallen out, his skin was not only pale but also wrinkled, and the evil aura emanating from his body was more like that of someone who had just returned from the cemetery.
Just like crawling out of it.
At this moment, he was raising his head and looking at Taoyuan Town, which was shrouded in golden light, with a hint of disdain in his eyes:
"The formation is a small path after all, how long can it last..."
Then, just as he gave the order to prepare to launch a strong attack, he saw a little old man slowly walking out of the formation. The moment their eyes met, the little old man called out his name that he had almost forgotten.
"Bu Qibai, do you want to be beaten again?"
"Who are you?" The great master of the Underworld Cult frowned tightly. After all, except for some old guys, few people should know his name. Even the kid named Wu Yong didn't know.
"Me? Do you really want to know..."
At this moment, Mayor Ah Huang's originally rickety body gradually straightened up. Disaster clouds gathered in the sky, and ghostly auras spread in all directions, causing endless disturbances.