Chapter 473

After returning to the courtyard, Su Moyu stayed up all night.

What happened last night had a great impact on him, so that he couldn't calm down for a moment.

Moreover, he really realized what kind of crisis he was in.

But after thinking about it, he decided to swallow all these things into his stomach and not tell him quietly.

At least he didn't want to let him know too much until he left the burial sword City safely.

Just when Su Moyu kept tossing and turning for these things.

In another house more than a hundred miles away from his residence, there was a raging fire.

Outside the fire, several high-level people of the dragon family looked at the fire with blue faces.

In this house, people from the Lu family in beimangcheng, another of the three aristocratic families in Zhongzhou, live.

The dragon family invited all the heroes from Zhongzhou to watch the annual festival of the sword City, and the Lu family in Beimang city is no exception.

Nearly a hundred clan children came to watch the ceremony from Lu Hu, the owner of the Lu family, and all lived in this house.

And now

"Tell several elders that the disciples have found out that there are 97 Lu family envoys in Beimang City, all of whom were buried in the sea of fire, and none of them were spared!"

"What?" at this moment, even the elders of the dragon family, who had seen a lot of scriptures, all cried out in surprise.

There are more than 90 people in the Lu family. They are guests who come to bury sword city to watch the ceremony.

But now he died in the city without understanding. It's like slapping their dragon family in the face.

"This can happen under our eyes. Where do we put the face of the dragon family?" one of the elders said angrily.

At this time, someone nearby gave a long sigh and said, "now, the most important thing is not to lose face. The more than 90 Lu family who came to bury sword city this time can almost be regarded as most of the Lu family's elite. Even so, the murderer can kill all of them silently. What kind of expert should he be? At least I don't think I have the ability!"

Upon hearing this, others nodded one after another. After a long time, someone frowned and said, "there are such means in Zhongzhou, that is, Mo Ruhuan, the first devil of Tianmo, and the one in the ancestral temple... But now Mo Ruhuan and the devil are not here, the one in the ancestral temple is even more unlikely to do it. Is there anyone else we miss?"

This problem makes everyone depressed for a while.

After a long time, a voice said, "it's no small matter. I think I should go to the ancestral temple and let that one know about it."

Hearing this sentence, several people were surprised. No one agreed or objected.

"That's it!" after several people, long Huan accompanied the old man in the daytime and walked slowly.

"Meet the supreme elder!" they knelt down at the same time.

The elder on the stage nodded gently and said, "all right, step back and warn the children of the family that they need to strengthen their vigilance from today on."

"Yes!" the crowd responded with a roar, and then withdrew.

"Grandpa, the next day is the annual sacrifice. Do you need to postpone it..." long Huan suddenly opened his mouth.

The supreme elder gently shook his head and said, "no, it's just a little thing. Seeing that the time is approaching, we can't delay any more."

When long Huan heard this, he nodded slightly, but then frowned a moment later and said, "but Grandpa, do you think Mo Ruhuan and Tianmo Tao are the only way for Su Moyu to let her stay with her.

Two days passed quickly.

Finally, in the morning of the third day, a shrill sword roar rang through the burial sword City, waking everyone from their sleep.

"Is it done?" Su Moyu stood in the courtyard, overlooking the direction he insisted on, where a red light rose into the sky.

At the same time, a strong pressure came from that direction.

Su Moyu knew that it was probably a sign of the formation of the sword spirit.

"Little Lord!" Nie Pinglan naturally felt it for a long time, and looked at Su Moyu with a complex face.

"The annual sacrifice is finally about to begin, but in the end we don't have a helper." Su Moyu shook his head with a wry smile and gently knocked the waist token with his hand.

When several people first entered the burial sword City, he tried to use this waist token to invite the disciples of Baijie cliff to help, but according to the situation, it seemed that none of them had received the information.

"Little Lord, I'm afraid this annual sacrifice will not be too successful. In my opinion..." Nie Pinglan said here, and stopped talking.

Su Moyu naturally knew his worry, but at this time, he couldn't retreat, whether for himself or quietly.

"No harm!" he took a deep breath and spit out the two words from his mouth.

At the same time, Bai quietly and Lin Susu also went into the yard.

"Let's go and have a look!" Su Moyu threw his long sleeve and pushed the door out.

(I didn't come back until I went out today. I started updating, but it will be late.)