At this time, a tall figure appeared from the dark shadow not far away.
It is the lord of Yunmeng City, Yun Ziyang!
Yun Ziyang's cold gaze stared directly at Murong Wudi, with murderous intent in his eyes.
Murong Wudi looked at Yun Ziyang with a very calm look.
After a while, Murong Wudi said in a deep voice: "Did you do all this?"
Yun Ziyang's lips curled up: "Thanks to the cooperation of your son and daughter-in-law, otherwise, how could I have caused such a big battle in Hongye City without anyone noticing."
His expression was full of joking: "You are indeed a foreign race. You have contributed so many people to the city and you don't even blink an eye."
Murong Wudi's eyes flashed with sharpness: "What did you promise him?"
"I promise him that I will protect him in the future."
Yun Ziyang said with a look of disdain: "Actually, I know very well his little thoughts. He just wants me to make him a wedding dress. It's just that you think that with your son's ability, you can take advantage of it from me."
Has it passed?"
Murong Wudi suddenly laughed: "Perhaps he is not prepared to take it by himself at all?"
Yun Ziyang narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean?"
Murong Wudi said: "If you really think Murong Yu is stupid enough to believe your empty promise, then you are stupid."
Yun Ziyang said in a deep voice: "You mean, he has other back-ups?"
Murong Wudi lit up a purple flame between his eyebrows, and his whole aura surged.
Yun Ziyang suddenly realized something and said in surprise: "Is it you?
In fact, in Murong Yu's plan, you are his support, right?
You are the most important part of his plan."
Murong Wudi shouted: "Murong Yu, get out of here!"
The sound spread far away in the night.
However, the surroundings were still the same as before, with no sign of Murong Yu.
…
On the distant city wall, Murong Yu clearly heard the old man's shout.
Zhou Lang glanced at Murong Yu cautiously and stood solemnly behind Murong Yu, motionless as a mountain.
"Father, please forgive your son this time. I am also thinking about our Murong family."
Murong Yu looked in the direction of the beam of light and said in a solemn tone: "Many times, your ideas are too pedantic... Instead of being constrained and frustrated everywhere when you go back to China, there is nothing comparable to the freedom and ease we have in the Jedi occupying the city and becoming the king..."
He sighed: "Human, where is life not living?
Why do you have to go back to China to suffer?"
…
Chu Tianshu had been paying attention to Fu Changying in the air, lest the old guy take advantage of him.
Yun Ziyang said coldly: "No one can stop my plan... Anyone who blocks me will be destroyed by me..."
As he spoke, he slowly pulled out the long knife from his waist.
Chu Tianshu noticed that after the blood bead in the light pillar swelled to a certain extent, it stopped getting bigger and began to condense and shrink. However, the eerie red light emitted became even more dazzling.
Even from a distance, Chu Tianshu could feel the terrifying energy emanating from the blood beads.
Zhou Lang, who was on the top of the city in the distance, looked at the blood beads in the beam of light, his eyes glowing with scorching light.
Murong Yu glanced at Zhou Lang coldly: "You want it?"
Zhou Lang hurriedly lowered his head: "This is something that belongs to the city lord, and the subordinates dare not covet it."
Murong Yu snorted coldly and looked back at the blood beads in the beam of light, his eyes even more fiery than Zhou Lang behind him.
At this time, Ge Miaoqing stepped on the long sword and came from the air.
Her flowing clothes and beautiful face made her look somewhat fairy-like.
Fu Changying laughed loudly: "Junior sister, are you here too?"
Ge Miaoqing said: "Brother, how about we cooperate?"
She was good at tempting: "As long as we, brothers and sisters, join forces, that's what we have in our pocket."
After hearing the conversation between the two, Yun Ziyang, who was at war with Murong Wudi, took a few steps back and temporarily gave up his attack on Murong Wudi.
He is not stupid, so he naturally does not want to lose both sides with Murong Wudi and let others benefit.
Yun Ziyang looked into the air, his expression full of solemnity.
What I originally thought was a foolproof thing, I didn't expect so many changes to happen.
Fu Changying stroked the feathers on the back of the golden eagle's neck, and asked with a half-smile: "Then what?
How do we separate?"
Ge Miaoqing said: "Let's get the things first. As for how to divide them, why can't we, brothers and sisters, discuss it?"
From the looks of them, it's as if the things already belong to them.
Yun Ziyang's eyes flashed rapidly for a few times, he threw the long knife into the air with both hands, then he stood up from the ground, stepped on the long knife, and rushed towards the blood beads in the light column.
Seeing this, Ge Miaoqing and Fu Changying also pounced on the blood beads.
Purple flames flashed between Murong Wudi's brows, and his figure was like the wind, rushing towards the light pillar.
Looking at Ge Miaoqing and Yun Ziyang with their swords flying in the air, Chu Tianshu's eyes were slightly envious.
The old man's voice sounded in Chu Tianshu's mind again: "Are you envious?"
Chu Tianshu didn't say anything.
A scene similar to what I saw before me was something I had seen in the underground palace of Qin Shihuang.
The old man continued: "Hurry up and improve your cultivation level. When your cultivation level reaches Ziyan, you can also fly with a weapon."
Chu Tianshu said: "My grandpa is also Zi Yan, why did he..."
The old man said: "He may not be exposed to the corresponding skills. If he has the appropriate skills, he can also fly with a sword."
Chu Tianshu suddenly felt something in his heart: "The skills I practice should be okay, right?"
"Don't even think about it."
The old man said angrily: "My skills are not taught to anyone."
Chu Tianshu said: "Of course I know that your exercises are not taught to outsiders. What I mean is, do you have any suitable exercises?
I'll give it to my grandpa."
The old man said: "There are some, but I can't give them to you so easily."
"Uh..." Chu Tianshu asked, "Then why are you willing to give it to me?"
"When you break through to Ziyan, I will give you a skill and ask you to give it to your grandpa as a token of filial piety."
The old man said: "If I don't motivate you, you will never be interested in practicing."
"Breakthrough to Purple Flame?"
Chu Tianshu sighed: "How long will it take..."
The old man said angrily: "Let your kid not practice Falun Gong."
Chu Tianshu said: "Life is not only about cultivation, but also poetry and distant places. If you spend all your time on cultivation, no matter how high your cultivation level is, what fun will there be in life?"
"fart."
The old man yelled loudly, "You are the only one who is wrong."
Chu Tianshu laughed "haha".
The old man said: "But I have to admit that you are very lucky, and now is a good time to make a breakthrough."
Chu Tianshu glanced at the blood beads that were still condensing in the light column: "Are you talking about that thing?"
The old man said: "The energy and blood of so many people are condensed, and the energy is huge."