Xiang Yao was revealed such a secret private matter, but she did not lose her composure. Instead, she changed her expression and her charming look disappeared. The eyes seemed to have deep affection between her eyebrows and eyes, and she said softly: "The unfilial descendants depend on Xia Zhenren to take care of her."

"Actually, the real person misunderstood the purpose of someone coming today! Why don't you explain it in detail? The same person exists, and the different persons will depend on you?"

Xiang Yao is worthy of being the best cultivator of Fengyue Avenue. Even if he said it was black at the last moment or the next moment, his expression was naturally moving, and he would not feel disgusted at all.

She judged the situation again and immediately put forward such a tempting proposal, such as if Xia Pingsheng nodded and presented all the layout of the "Flower Temple" with both hands. It was really a "win-win" idea.

For any force, allies and opponents are changing, and it is very likely that they will be transformed by each other.

After all, the "Flower Temple" did not cause any losses to "Tiangong Kaiyu" on the surface, so it cannot eat the other party, but it also has a demand for profit, so it is not uncommon to seek alliances instead.

Xia Pingsheng didn't even fluctuate his eyes, and just said, "I'm done? Get out!"

Suddenly, the trees and grass were whistling, the low whistling sound in the wind was suppressed and full of danger, and then screams kept coming from all around.

Xiang Yao was surprised and turned around and saw several subordinates entangled by vines drilled out of the ground.

Those vines climbed onto the human body very fast. When a small branch was placed on the skin, more than ten would rush over like crazy. No matter whether you use swords or magic weapons, you could not clean it up at all. You would wrap the human body into a ball of thread in a moment.

The most terrifying thing is that the green vines are emitting blood-red light, which is like the pulse of the human blood vessels, spreading rapidly throughout all the vines. The exposed hands and feet of those people quickly lose their blood and become pale and gray. After a moment, their skin wrinkles and atrophy.

Outside the square, the new green light spot burst out again and expanded outward. This time the expansion momentum had no intention of stopping. Not only did it suppress the defensive formation like the colorful glass in Yan Mansion, it was also rushing towards the outside world.

What kind of strong man has such terrible power?!

"The Heavenly Position..." Xiang Yao murmured, and all the charm on her face was wiped out.

However, this does not make sense. The real person in heaven must be famous on the Futu List. None of Xia Pingsheng's surname, name, appearance or supernatural powers were matched.

If Xia Pingsheng's magical image before made her foresee that she would lose at first sight, now it made her feel that she could not resist from the bottom of her heart.

She suddenly felt fear and vaguely realized that if this continued, not only would this place fail, but the overall situation would also collapse. As long as the fear was, it would be difficult to suppress it easily.

Xiang Yao himself is a master of confusion. Of course, he understands that this kind of thought has no fighting spirit. Besides, if Xia Pingsheng is really a real person in the heavenly realm, even if he summons all the powerful people in the "Flower Temple" in the city, he will not be his opponent.

The person who was likely to compete with him, obviously would not go to the front desk just after sending that message, and it was even more impossible to take action. She shook her head, and suddenly disappeared from the spot, without looking at her subordinates in the small square.

Since Xia Pingsheng began to kill and establish his authority, it is impossible to save him.

At this moment, most people are struggling in the vines, and occasionally one or two stand in a dead corner, not being entangled at the first time, and are still running wildly.

The team of men in black in various parts of the mansion was retreating like a tide, and the managers who were mixed among them also left together. The monks of the Yan Mansion were still at a loss, without interception, and did not know what to do next.

Until the protection of the palace slowly calmed down, the green spots disappeared, and everyone heard a familiar voice, "Close the government, return to their own positions, rest after the war."

Only then did everyone move quickly as if they had a backbone. The war in the "Demon Time" had just ended, the wounded were settled, the weapons were repaired, the branches were comforted, and so on, and the mountains of common affairs were waiting for them to deal with.

Since the sky cannot fall, the things at hand must be completed well. As for those in charge who follow the man in black, the vacant seats can always be filled.

Xia Pingsheng fell directly in front of a row house in the outer courtyard.

This is a large-scale rest place for Yanfu Grand Manager, which is divided into two places inside and outside. There are accounting rooms, large living rooms, flower halls, and warehouses outside. There are small suites inside for the Grand Managers to stay temporarily.

The mansion had just encountered a change, and although the fight did not start in the end, the signs of collusion between inside and outside could not be concealed.

More than a dozen big managers in "Tiangong Kaiwu" have gathered in the large living room at this moment. Many of them have just come down from the battlefield outside the city or inside the city, wrapped in bandages.

The atmosphere in the hall was strange, and everyone's face was not good-looking. It can be said that they had ulterior motives or were guarding against each other. The more they were without ghosts in their hearts, the more nervous they became. You should know that during civil strife, the first person who was killed was that they did not form cliques.

Xia Pingsheng didn't enter the house either, so he just stood at the door of the hall, looked inside, and then turned to the back with his hands behind him.

When Xia Pingsheng appeared, the officials jumped up in unison. At this time, they said nothing and couldn't help but look at each other.

Someone asked: "What does Mr. Xia mean?"

Someone said: "It seems that the chief executive has already issued an order."

Another person suddenly said, "Yes! Yes! Yes! Let's rest after the war!"

Someone bowed to everyone and said, "The pharmacy is under the jurisdiction of my brothers. Now it must be a heavy-duty department. Let's take a step first. I'm not relieved if I don't go and watch it."

The rest of the world looked at each other and scattered. Even if there were people with other thoughts inside, they had to discuss it in another place. Are they afraid of being exposed in the same yard with Xia Pingsheng?

The suites of the big manager are all in the outer study and inner dormitory.

The whole room entered the yard, and there were only people in Hu Donglai's room.

The window of the study room facing the courtyard was half open, and you could see someone writing urgently at the table.

Hu Donglai was not disturbed by the outside world and was writing a thick product catalog booklet. There were tall information on the table next to him, which was taller than the one he was sitting.

When Hu Donglai heard someone coming, he finished writing the last word first, put the pen on the shelf, and then stood up to greet him.

He bowed and said, "Shi Xia." Then he turned to look at the piles on the table and explained, "The 'Quancai Conference' in the summer is about to be held. Although there are many things recently, the trade event is also a major event of the craftsman's office. I will do some desk work first."

Hu Dong said calmly, and he was handsome and elegant, so he had to praise the young talent no matter who saw him.

Xia Pingsheng looked at him for a while and said lightly: "Where are others?"

Hu Donglai was silent for a moment, and his voice turned cold and said, "If you are asking the Lord of the Mansion, he has never come back after the war."

Xia Pingsheng nodded, turned around and left.

Hu Donglai suddenly rushed to the door and shouted: "Sir Xia! Where did I not do as good as him?!"

Xia Pingsheng turned around, looked into his eyes, and slowly said, "The direction is wrong, no matter how hard you work, it is not the right way." After that, his figure disappeared from the spot.

Hu Donglai was stunned and stood there in a daze.

Outside the high walls of Yan Mansion, Xia Pingsheng's figure suddenly appeared from mid-air, and then said to a void beside him: "Come out."

Fu Mingxuan was full of sword intent, and his breath was as cold as ice and snow. He had not yet withdrawn from this realm. When he saw Xia Pingsheng, he only asked indifferently: "Da Lang is not in the mansion?"

Xia Pingsheng glanced at him and said, "It turns out that it is from the 'small gate'. Your gate emphasizes whether it is natural or not, and all laws return to the sect. However, if the laws are not ruled, it is impossible. If you follow this path of ruthless killing, don't forget your original heart and rules."

Fu Mingxuan's eyes slowly dissipated, and he returned to his gentle and humbleness as he had always been, and bowed and said, "Thank you for your teachings. The city is too chaotic. Do you know where Brother Ting'er is now?"

Xia Pingsheng shook his head and said, "Let's look for it."

The Tu family’s old house and the City Lord’s Mansion are actually two blocks on both sides of the avenue. The Tu family has been in the position of the City Lord for nearly a hundred years, and the two blocks have become increasingly integrated. Now, there are only some symbolic boundaries, thus creating a street with the longest and most prosperous full name.

Now most of the magnificent streets are trapped in the sea of ​​fire.

I don’t know if the magic circle of the protector was broken or it was not activated at all, and I can’t see any signs of magic power fluctuations.

On the contrary, the long-range weapons held by the attackers have been blessed, just like the pearl crossbows that ambushed Feng Yizhi in the alleyway, which will cause a mana explosion after landing. For the Tu family guards who are obviously inadequate in defense, the lethality is extremely terrible.

The invaders were also a group of men in black masked with red scarves. The weapons they carried were obviously used for group battles. They were all sabers and long-range magic weapons. Compared with the monks of the Tu family, the single combat power was not superior, but when forming a formation attack, it was a one-sided massacre.

Looking at the entire battlefield from a high place, we can find that the main target of the man in black is not the city lord's mansion, but only a small team was assigned to harass him, and the main attack direction was the Tu family's old house.

The guards outside the Tu family had retreated. The men in black were not afraid of being surrounded, and they did not clean up the surrounding guard posts, so they directly advanced to the center line.

Feng Yizhi stood on the ruins of a building like a sinking water, looking at the chaotic battlefield ahead.

He originally wanted to send Yan to a safe area for court, but after leaving the alley, he realized that the interception was probably not for him. The war in the Tu family made him not have time to send people back to Yan Mansion.

The neighborhoods within the vicinity are not all quiet, and there is no idea where there is ambush. Yan Kaiting is more than enough to deal with ordinary monks, but his left shoulder is very injured at this time. As long as he meets Min Hong or Luo Jin again, it will be a lot of danger.

Feng Yizhili took the clothes that were messed up during the fight, grabbed Mo Dao in his hand, turned his head and looked at Yan Kaiting and said, "Follow me closely. If Min Hong or Luo Jin appears, don't show off. If you can escape, run away quickly."

Yan Kaiting said, "It's not just the two of them who want to avoid it? No one is in charge of the battlefield here?"

Feng Yizhi's expression of a hot potato on his face, "So, Master Yan, please take care of yourself! Don't let the Tu family be demolished by these bastards by then, but Xia Pingsheng instead!"

Yan Kaiting said curiously: "Master Xia is the power of producing all things, which is not as good as the killing power of your 'Jianghu Night Rain' sword intent, right?"

Feng Yizhi said with a tooth pain: "He can tear off half of the Yujing."

At this time, Feng Yizhi suddenly looked solemn, and he didn't even have time to greet him, so he threw himself into a corner of the Tu family's old house.

Yan Kaiting was a little concerned, and his face changed slightly. Two groups of people were fighting fiercely, and they looked like they were all dressed in Tu's family.
Chapter completed!