Lanshan City, Songtaozhai

The magnificent restaurant is a place where He is used for banquets. The head of the family Jose personally shows the guests' noble identity.

Looking at the entire Longzhou, except for the leaders of several powerful families, only a few relatives from the holy lands can have such decent status.

And the person wearing a loose robe is Shi Muzhi, the owner of Wanshou Villa.

In addition to the head of the He clan, Jose, there were also envoys from the farmer and Liu family.

It can be seen that the three great families in Longzhou have put their heart into this mediation.

And this kind of intention is not because of justice, it is purely to sell Wushuang City. When the Master of Void returns to Longzhou, he may be able to ignore past grudges.

Ruyi's plan was so twitching, but he didn't expect Wushuang City to be so tough. Not only did he not accept Shi Muzhi's conditions, he also acted as if he wanted to fight.

In this case, if you want to do the work there, you can only turn it over and work on Shi Muzhi's side.

So Jose came forward in person, hoping that Shi Muzhi could give the three families more time to convince the stubborn scholar to make concessions.

"There are always people in the world who will never die unless they are in the underworld."

Shi Muzhi did not agree to Jose's request, but said to himself: "I have been bothering me for too long, and my subordinates have been impatient. Since Wushuang City feels that he will win the next battle, what else can I talk about?"

After saying that, Shi Muzhi stood up and untied his robe, revealing the bright dragon scales and golden helmets, tightened the dragon horn bracelet with his wrists, and turned around and left with murderous intent.

Jose in Songtaozhai looked solemn, and the messengers of the farmer Liu family looked at each other, and then asked in a low voice: "He family, don't we find a way to stop the Lord of Shizhuang?"

"Stop it, what are you going to stop it?"

Jose sighed: "Shi Muzhi invited out all the two magical artifacts given by Mao Zong, which clearly declared his determination to achieve his contributions in one battle, and he could not stop him."

"Then I can't persuade Shi Muzhi to come forward?"

The unwilling peasant messenger asked again.

"Shi Muzhi was not going to massacre the city, but just wanted to get the murderer who killed Shi Yuqing. Mao Zong would never make any noise in this matter!"

Jose shook his head and sighed: "You should hurry up and notify Wushuang City to recall his disciples. Chixia Mountain will soon become a battlefield!"

The two envoys looked at each other, both speechless. Although they lowered their heads and agreed, they didn't care in their eyes.

...

In the Wushuang City

Since the president announced the Legislative Yuan, the fifth-turn Longmen appeared, Chixia Mountain has always had many visitors and few people left.

But this time, Wanzhou Villa was coming in full force, and many casual cultivators who had been staying in Wushuang City waiting for the new spirit test in September left early. In addition, the aristocratic families recalled their disciples one after another, forming a crowd of people leaving.

And this really cannot be blamed for their timidity. After all, the current Wushuang City Fengping was killed. This scene is comparable to the world's attack on the Tang Dynasty. Many people are afraid that Chixia Mountain will follow in the footsteps of the Longxi Alliance.

But there are those who are afraid, and there are those who are not afraid. Many casual cultivators who were unable to line up took this opportunity to rank their appointments in advance, and some families even wanted to swindle fugitives to replace their inner city property.

Their targets are not only the aristocratic families they want to escape, but also the locals in Wushuang City.

Many people easily replaced the inner city industry with these outsiders because of their pessimism about the battle situation. Even if the city hall issued a message to persuade them, some people still secretly replaced it in private.

In the academy, most of the disciples were panicked because of the news of the war, but there were also some steady people. For example, the disciples of Nong and Liu San’s family were not sure whether they were told or were born brave. They seemed to have not been affected by the news of the war at all. They should go to class and play every day.

But most disciples of aristocratic families are still afraid. Those who drop out of school and those who pretend to be sick are like frightened birds, ready to escape at any time.

The teachers in the college have no opinion on this, and they just go to and end classes normally every day.

This peaceful attitude effectively soothes the restlessness of some people, but in the end, the pessimistic students cannot bear the pressure in their hearts and leave. Not only in the font class, but also in the business department.

Shentu Jihui naturally would not stop this. As long as the application for withdrawal from school is issued, all the applications for withdrawal will be approved.

The inner city is worried that there is no place to accommodate residents in the middle of the mountain, so many tiles can be vacated.

...

The second day of the second month of the Longzhou Calendar

Shi Muzhi led a group of beasts to knock on the mountain Chixia. The driver wearing plain clothes looked cold and the beasts under his seat walked on the waves, confronting the vanguard of Wushuang City in the waters fifty miles north of Wushuang City.

"Mr. Du!"

Shi Muzhi, wearing dragon scale golden helmet, sat on his neck of pure blood and said coldly towards the Ice Aerial Formation of Wushuang City: "In this battle, Wushuang City has no chance of winning. I will turn around and leave, otherwise..."

He sat down with a slut, and the pure blood beast with a sturdy head and a winged tail roared wildly, and the magnificent evil spirit made the water surface tremble, and auspicious clouds covered the sky and the sun.

Facing the fierce power of the divine beasts, many soldiers in the General Star Hall looked pale, and they felt that their internal organs were trembling, but they forced themselves to stand on the shaking ice boat.

As the Sizhu divine beast, Bing's natural magic is to attract people's hearts. A sound of fear can make the guilty person run away with his head in his arms.

Even those with a firm mind must be captured by this evil spirit. Only warriors like Dusha who are as good as stone Buddhas and as strong as iron can be not affected at all.

Although it is not affected, as the leader of the General Star Pavilion, how could Dusha let Wu Bi win over the front?

The evil spirit connected the bloodline power, and the milky white light burst out. A black light mysterious cauldron jumped out of his chest and turned around, pouring out countless round red crystals and plopped into the water.

The red crystals falling into the river swayed and twisted, and when they turned around, they turned into whale sharks and sea dogs, stirring up wild waves and pressing towards the roaring snails.

"It's stubborn!"

Seeing Du Sha dared to take action, Shi Muzhi said coldly, slowly lifted his right hand, and the dragon-horned gold bracelet tied to his wrist flew out, golden light ripples swept out, scattering waves and shaking, and shaking the crystal beast, the shock wave still had the remaining strength to attack Du Sha.

The black light mysterious tripod churned again and crashed towards the golden light.

With a loud bang, the turbulent spiritual aggregate cut through the water at the intersection, and the mist slapped towards both sides like rain.

Shi Muzhi, who could not even beat several moves in Meng Jiao's hands, fought against the first general Dusha, and was in a situation where he could not decide the outcome.

The soldiers of the General Star Hall standing on the ice boat looked at each other, almost unable to believe their eyes.

...

On the windowsill of the dean's office

Tang Luo held the teacup in his hand and looked leisurely in the distance. Yun Xiu leaned on the man's shoulder and stood on tiptoe to look, but he could not see anything except the sea of ​​clouds.

"What are you looking at by my husband?"

"Look at the battle between Mr. Du and Shi Muzhi again."

"Are you fighting?"

Yun Xiu turned around and was about to leave: "I have to go and help."

"No, Mr. Dusha can handle it."

He hugged the woman and carried her back, Tang Luo said lightly: "Let's take a look together, maybe it will be beneficial to your martial arts."

"But I can't see it."

Yun Xiu smiled bitterly and said, although the charming pupil is also considered a divine pupil, its magicality does not grow in her eyes, and she can't see anything clearly at this distance.

“It can be seen.”

Tang Luo gently pressed his palm against Yun Xiu's head and said softly: "Look carefully."

Listening to his husband's words, Yun Xiu looked out the window, feeling that his originally limited vision had become infinite, and his vision seemed to be alive.
Chapter completed!