Chapter 138

While the sickle ghost's body slowly fell down, a dark wind suddenly blew.

The sickle ghost's bloody clothes were blown open by the wind, showing the two black characters on him: 31.

At this time, the sickle ghost is dead, and the flow speed of those two characters is also gradually slow.

Finally, it slowly stagnated and looked like ordinary ink.

Just when Su Moyu thought everything was over, the black characters that stopped flowing suddenly flashed a golden light.

The golden light flashed away and disappeared into Su Moyu's body.

Su Moyu was startled, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't find any signs of discomfort, so he was a little relieved.

The first World War had exhausted almost all his energy.

And he used the spirit sword formula twice in a day. At this time, his spirit relaxed, and he felt uncomfortable.

The thick fog on the long street still didn't dissipate. Su Moyu moved back to his yard with difficulty with his memory.

The courtyard was as quiet as ever. It seemed that the battle just now didn't disturb others. Su Moyu was a little relieved.

Seeing that it was safe here, he quietly returned to his room, plunged into his bed and went to sleep.

At this time, Luo Yunxi, who was still on the tall building in the distance, had not recovered from the previous shock.

She never expected that a man as strong as a sickle ghost would die in the hands of a younger boy like Su Moyu.

"How wonderful and unexpected this is!" Luo Yunxi's eyes glowed green, even her breathing was a little unstable, and the expression on her face was also very excited.

He felt no sorrow for the death of his companions.

She jumped down from the tall building, took her first foot in the air and came to the body of sickle ghost.

"Although things didn't develop as I expected, I saw something wonderful. You're not dead in vain," Luo Yunxi said faintly.

As soon as she brushed her sleeve, a faint phosphorescent light floated out of her sleeve and lit a fire after falling on the sickle ghost. Soon, she burned the sickle ghost's body into nothingness.

"What a heavy fog." she looked up and smiled at the corners of her lips.

At this time, it was under the heaven palace in the inner city of Bailong city.

The Dragon tooth king, dressed in gorgeous clothes, is walking down a winding stone step towards the ground.

Behind him, there was only a groveling Confucian scholar.

"Your Majesty, the Marquis is making a lot of noise these days. Do you want to appease him?" the Confucian asked softly.

The Dragon tooth King snorted coldly and said, "how to appease him? What he wants is for me to start a war with xuanjianzong? But now the Dragon King Festival is about to begin. I have been waiting for this day for nearly a hundred years, and I can't allow any mistakes. If he wants to make trouble, let him make it, just don't affect the Dragon King Festival."

"But he is your son after all!" the Confucian scholar asked tentatively.

The Dragon tooth King sneered and said, "son? As long as the Dragon King sacrifice can go on smoothly, I'm willing to say it's my son or my father."

When the Confucian scholar heard this, he could only laugh twice to echo it, and did not dare to say another word.

For a long time, the two men walked down nearly a hundred feet. The temperature around them began to drop gradually, and the stone walls on both sides were full of cold frost.

The Confucian student suddenly felt a little nervous, so he cleared his throat, deliberately found a topic and said, "Shang Wang, more than two thousand people have signed up for the martial arts meeting this year."

Unexpectedly, the Dragon tooth King shook his head and frowned: "two thousand people, how can it be so?"

The Confucian scholar quickly bowed his head and said, "my Lord, two thousand people are more than the previous two sessions."

The Dragon tooth king suddenly stopped, looked back and said, "but this time, the same time is different."

Hearing the displeasure of the Dragon tooth King's tone, the Confucian scholar was so frightened that his forehead kept sweating and said, "that's according to the king's meaning?"

The Dragon tooth King directly said: "increase the reward and double the number of disciples recruited in the inner city. In addition, the top of the martial arts can challenge the God General of the hundred dragon city. If the challenge is successful, you can be directly promoted to the God General of our hundred dragon city."

The Confucian scholar was slightly surprised and said, "challenge the God general? But which God general is willing to surrender his status and accept this level of martial arts challenge."

The Dragon tooth king didn't want to say, "sea boat!"

The Confucian scholar quickly bowed his head and responded. He knew that this was the punishment of the Dragon tooth king for the defeat of the sea light boat last time. This level of absoluteness was not something he could talk about as a counselor.

The two men walked forward silently for a long time, and finally came to the end of the stone step road.

In front of them, two bronze gates stood tall.

There was no knocker or keyhole on the gate. When the Dragon tooth king came to the two gates, the bronze gate automatically opened. What appeared in the gate was a sea of corpses.

The next morning, Su Moyu got up very late.

Although his cultivation level has been improved compared with that of xuanjianzong, he used the spirit sword formula twice yesterday, which still brought a great burden to his body.

When he opened the bedroom door and came to the yard, Su Moyu found that everyone except himself, including uncle Yan, who hadn't been home all night, gathered together.

Seeing uncle Yan, Su Moyu quickly bowed and said, "senior, I don't know last night..."

Uncle Yan knew what he was going to ask, so he snorted: "last night I searched the outer city and didn't find your friend, so I guess your friend... Is mostly in the inner city."

"Inner city?" Su Moyu was slightly surprised.

He knew that there was an array between the outer city and the inner city of Bailong city. It was impossible for ordinary people to enter at will.

How did the White Emperor do it?

"Mostly so, so if we want to find your friend, we have to find a way to sneak into the inner city first." Uncle Yan shook his head and sighed.

Su Moyu nodded slightly and said, "then... What can you do, elder?"

Uncle Yan suddenly blushed and said, "yes, but I need some money."

"How much?" Su Moyu asked quickly.

"Three thousand taels per person, seven of us here, that's twenty-one thousand taels!" Uncle Yan sighed.

"No problem! But please speak more carefully," Su Moyu replied.

Uncle Yan was slightly stunned, because in his opinion, the 21000 liang of silver was definitely an astronomical figure. Unexpectedly, Su Moyu didn't even hesitate and responded directly.

Seeing Su Moyu so forthright, uncle Yan's impression of him was a little better.

He cleared his throat and said, "we want to go into the inner city to find someone, so it's impossible to break in. We can only go in openly. At present, the best way to go into the inner city of Bailong city is to buy tickets to see the fighting of the Dragon King Festival!"

Hearing what he said, Su Moyu immediately remembered the information he heard yesterday, nodded and said, "it's really a good way. It's not too late. Let's start now!"

Seeing Su Moyu say so, uncle Yan hesitated and said, "wait a minute, Su boy, don't you doubt me?"

Su Moyu wondered, "what do you suspect?"

Uncle Yan pondered for a moment and said, "you should have guessed that the reason why we used money before was to see the fight. Now I find this reason to let you pay for it together. You are not afraid that I deceived you and let you be a wronghead of spending money?"

Su Moyu smiled and said, "I can trust your character, and I can trust twigs!"

After listening to him, uncle Yan stared at Su Moyu's eyes for a long time. Finally, he nodded and sighed: "well, I owe you a big favor. From now on, as long as you have any orders, as long as it is reasonable, those surnamed Yan will do it!"

(happy birthday, I said to myself...)