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Three kings and one queen! 8

Cang Shanxue looked aside and Han Tieyi and others looked over when they heard the sound. He immediately turned his eyes aside and stopped looking at her.

At this time, the people who had gone to report the news had already returned.

"Report to the young master, the people in the tower have gone to inform the city lord. The city lord sent word that he will be there in a moment!"

Ghost Bone is undoubtedly Ye Yuan's right-hand man. After losing such an important helper, Ye Yuan, as the city lord, naturally wanted to come and see for himself.

All this was expected by everyone. Cang Shanxue ignored Mo Li and just nodded seriously, "Okay, send someone out and report any news immediately!"

Time passes quickly.

News also spread one by one.

"Report Young Master, the city lord has left the tower!"

"Report Young Master, the city lord is already fifty miles away!"



When I finally heard that the city lord had arrived, everyone became obviously nervous, including Cangshan Xue.

Cangshan Xue led everyone to greet him, and Mo Li took the baby whose hand had turned into a ring into the monster space. At the same time, Mo Li retreated to a distance and sat among the wounded, pretending to be waiting for treatment.

His eyes followed the crowd and looked towards the entrance of the valley.

A group of people and horses entered in a mighty manner.

The leader was the same black-clothed cavalry as the cavalry that guarded the ghost bones last night. According to Mo Li's visual estimation, there were at least two thousand in number.

After the cavalry, dozens of dragoons riding on the backs of bone dragons and dozens of ghost masters in black robes escorted a ten-meter-wide carriage carried by dozens of zombies.

On the huge purple and gold chariot, several young skeletal girls knelt down to serve, and one person sat on the Chinese chair.

The man looked to be in his thirties, dressed in purple clothes, with thin cheeks as pale as paper, vaguely blue-black, and a pair of dark red eyes full of indifference in the deep-set eye sockets.

And vicious.

His hands were equally pale, with his left hand resting on the back of the chair, and the other holding a staff over one meter high. On the top of the staff, inside a black crystal ball, black mist flashed.

Obviously, this Ye Yuan is also a dark mystic master.

What a grand occasion!

Mo Li sighed secretly in his heart.

At this time, Cangshan Xue and others had already bowed their heads to the ground and saluted Ye Yuan on the chariot.

"Meet the City Lord!"

Even the injured who were waiting for treatment all got up and knelt down to him.

Mo Li huddled behind the crowd, pretending to be faint and not moving.

Kneeling to others is not something she would do.

On the carriage, Ye Yuan stared at Cangshan Xue who stood up with cold eyes, "What on earth is going on?!"

"Back to the City Lord!" Cangshan Xue lowered her face respectfully, "What happened is like this. The mining team went into the triple cave to dig for ore as usual. Unexpectedly, when they dug aside, countless demon spirits suddenly appeared..."

"Wait a minute!" Ye Yuan raised his left hand, which was as skinny as a corpse, and slowly moved his fingers through the air, finally landing on one place, "Say!"

Being able to sit on the position of Lord of Jiuyou City, this Ye Yuan naturally not only has extraordinary skills, but also extraordinary courage and intelligence. How could he believe that some ghost bones died at the hands of demon spirits in order to help the mining team.

He had already determined that this matter must be false. When he came this time, he had already made up his mind to take action on Cangshan City and others.

Knowing that Cangshan Xue and others must have made up the matter a long time ago, he specially chose a person who he thought would be the least able to lie.

Everyone moved their eyes in the direction of his finger.

Passing through the kneeling citizens and past the wounded lying on the ground, I saw a thin and frail young man wearing shabby linen clothes, one of his eyes was smashed, and his body and face were stained with blood. He was leaning against a stone.

I don't know whether he was in a coma or fell asleep.

It was none other than Mo Li.

PS: Finished on the 12th.


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