The town's buildings were generally around five stories high, similar to rural houses, one household per building. Even though the household registration book only listed two or three people, the houses had four or five stories plus a large yard.

The comfort of living was unmatched by big cities. "Pat!"

Moyan Tianwang landed on the roof of a three-story residential building. As soon as he steadied himself, he saw the alluring Zhisha Gongzhu in a red dress rushing out from the residential building diagonally opposite. She stood on the roof, wearing a silver mask, her skirt flying, her beautiful hair dancing.

The two confronted each other across dozens of meters, with the dark night sky above their heads and a gentle evening breeze around them. Moyan Tianwang's lips curled up:

"If you want to know the truth about the Chu family's massacre, you can just ask me. Just list some evidence of officials' corruption and bribery, and I'll exchange it with you." "How simple is that? Is it worth such a big fuss?"

"Well, you still have a chance now. Give me a list of bribed officials from Songhai or Jiangnan Province, and I'll tell you the truth back then. Of course, this time you definitely have to return to The Way of the Extraordinary." Zhisha Gongzhu also raised her red lips, softly saying:

"Are you done talking? If you're done, let's do it. I don't like talking nonsense with lunatics." Moyan Tianwang looked down at the town, raising his eyebrows:

"You want to fight me here? Heh heh, isn't this the method I use to deal with the Songhai branch? Alas, this method is indeed not very technical, and it's easy for me to do..." Just arriving here, Moyan's eyes suddenly lit up with red light. The corners of his mouth split open little by little, his smile twisting little by little, his handsome face filled with fighting spirit and ferocity. "Guess how many moves it will take for me to kill you? Will it affect the people in the town?"

A cluster of red threads exploded behind Zhisha Gongzhu, thousands of strands of lines, like tentacles, slowly dancing in the air. Her soft, silver bell-like laughter echoed in the night: "Town? Are you sure this is a town? Open your three eyes and take a look. Oh, I forgot, your eyes can't see through the illusion created by the Voids." Moyan Tianwang's expression stiffened, and the split corners of his mouth slowly closed.

Zhisha Gongzhu continued:

"Moyan, the prey you're targeting is just a puppet I created, a puppet with flesh and blood. I also killed the stalkers you sent. Then guess, why didn't I erase your mark?"

"Why am I still talking so much nonsense with you now, instead of running away immediately?" The fighting spirit and ferocity on Moyan Tianwang's face completely solidified.

"Hahahaha..." Zhisha Gongzhu laughed so hard that she swayed, laughing so much that she bent over: "You have this day too, Moyan. When I snap my fingers, your death date will arrive." She raised her snow-white arms and snapped her fingers with a "snap."

Moyan Tianwang's heart trembled, and his eyes showed a momentary daze, filled with pessimism, despair, and frustration. High-end musicians often only need the simplest methods to hypnotize.

Combining the actual situation, a simple sentence can hypnotize the enemy and affect the target without anyone noticing.

In addition, the snap of fingers was a signal to start the war. At the moment when Zhisha Gongzhu snapped her fingers, a bright streamer shot from the sky, carrying terrible high temperatures, and crashed into Moyan Tianwang on the roof. The elder of the Chihuo Gang was the first to arrive.

The streamer "boom" hit Moyan Tianwang, causing the buildings below to collapse layer by layer.

The illusion suddenly shattered. Moyan Tianwang was not standing on a three-story red brick building, but on a tall tree. The tree was directly turned into coke in the previous impact, and a deep pit was blasted out of the ground on the spot. In the pit were Moyan Tianwang and an old man with a tall figure, knotted muscles, and red hair. With tiger eyes, a square face, sword eyebrows, and a fierce aura, he looked like an ancient general who charged into battle.

The red-haired old man knelt on Moyan Tianwang's chest with both knees, holding a fire-凝聚 spear in his hand, the spear tip pointed at the third eye on Moyan's forehead, making a stabbing posture. Moyan Tianwang's chest revealed hideous burns, his flesh and blood blurred. His hands grasped the spear tip, and no matter how hard the red-haired old man tried, he could not advance even an inch. Under the two of them, the soil was melted into dazzling and bright magma.

"Among the fire thieves I've met, you're a little short."

Moyan Tianwang's forehead eye "gululu" turned and spewed out a golden-red beam.

The red-haired old man's eyes immediately flashed with madness. Under his skin, muscles sometimes wriggled and sometimes contracted, as if countless small insects were wriggling. This was a phenomenon of blockage and riot in the power of his body.

Even a Fire Master in the Dominator realm could not resist Moyan Tianwang's "gaze" without being affected to some extent. Moyan Tianwang suddenly exerted force in his palm, and the flame spear collapsed. He placed his palms on the red-haired old man's chest.

"Roar!"

A clear dragon's roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, dispelling evil.

The red-haired old man suddenly woke up, and his body instantly collapsed into thousands of streamers, avoiding Moyan Tianwang's attack. The streamers reunited in the distance,凝聚 into the old man's figure. His expression was still a little crazy, but the power in his body was calmed down by the effect of the dragon's roar.

Moyan Tianwang bounced up and turned into a black shadow, rushing towards the zoo gate. He wanted to escape from here. As soon as he rushed out, tidal waves of red threads came from the side, overwhelmingly entangling him.

At the other end of the red threads was a beautiful woman.

Moyan Tianwang had no intention of pitying her. He raised his arm,沾住 thousands of red threads, made two circles, and then yanked hard. "Collapse!" The red threads snapped instantly.

Zhisha Gongzhu quickly formed hand seals. The snapped red threads were given a second life, as good as new, and entangled Moyan Tianwang again. But Moyan Tianwang had already escaped the range covered by the red threads. The zoo gate was in sight.

"Whining..."

A shrill wind sounded, and a gust of wind blew up outside the zoo, sending sand and rocks flying. The surrounding trees broke one after another. The second to arrive was Luoshen Elder from the Water God Palace. She was wearing a black, lotus leaf-like layered long skirt, a black women's leather jacket, her hair scattered, and a black gauze mask covering her face. She drove into the zoo on the gale.

"Cough cough, cough cough..."

Moyan Tianwang, who was about to rush out of the zoo, suddenly felt an itch in his throat, his body weakened, and his face quickly collapsed. He was sick.

The gale carried germs that were enough to kill a Saint, and although it was difficult to kill Moyan Tianwang, it also briefly affected his state. Luoshen Elder seized the opportunity, and her body disintegrated into waves covering the sky and the earth, real waves.

"哗啦啦..."

The layers of water 推操 on Moyan's body, engulfing him.

At the same time, outside the zoo gate, an arc of light like daylight lit up. When it lit up, it was still outside the zoo, but when it was clear its arc, it had arrived in an instant and reached Moyan Tianwang nearby.

Poof!

The arc of light separated the water waves and struck Moyan's chest, exploding large swaths of blood. Moyan Tianwang staggered back.

Outside the zoo gate, a middle-aged man wearing fish scale armor and a jade-like face, holding a bronze ancient sword, strode into the zoo. Then, a curly-haired teddy dog窜入 the zoo, raised its paw, and slapped down hard.

"Seal!"

As soon as the voice fell, a emerald green light curtain suddenly rose, covering the entire zoo.

The water waves meanderingly danced,凝聚 into a woman in a black dress and black clothes, wearing a fine sand checkered mask, standing on Moyan Tianwang's left. Zhisha Gongzhu came 御风 and stood on Moyan's right.

And behind him, a pillar of fire descended, and the red-haired old man显化 in the pillar.

Further away, a hazy yellow figure drilled out of the ground, its body composed of stones, with no hair, no facial features, and exuding a heavy and majestic aura. Moyan looked around at everyone and raised the corners of his mouth:

"Interesting!"

Late at night, the air conditioner blew cool air, and the curtains swayed slightly. Zhang Yuanqing lay on the bed, too excited to fall asleep.

If this can't solve Moyan Tianwang, then I can only pack my bags, leave my hometown, and apply for a job in Jiangnan Province. As for how to explain to grandma and the others, explain what? In the face of life and death, everything is floating clouds.

Zhang Yuanqing retracted his thoughts and, as if sensing something, looked towards the bedroom door.

The chubby Infant Spirit, wearing a blue bra on his head, climbed in happily. After many days, he finally stole another bra.

The bra was like a large eye mask, covering the little逗比's sparse baby hair, with the shoulder straps hanging on both sides of his face. This looks滑稽 again拉权. "Aba Aba."

The Infant Spirit麻熘 climbed onto the bed and offered the underwear like a treasure.

You really haven't forgotten your original intention. Wouldn't it be better to steal your uncle's wallet? Zhang Yuanqing silently twitched his face, and casually threw the underwear on the pillow, continuing to wait for news. After the Infant Spirit offered the treasure, he rolled off the bed with a clear goal and crawled towards the game console.

It lay on the game controller, raised a short finger, and carefully pressed a button, immediately looking at the screen expectantly. The screen was dark and did not light up.

This was different from what it thought.

The little逗比 anxiously crawled around the game console a few times and angrily拱翻了 the game console. With a snap, he was startled and quickly looked at the master on the bed. Seeing that he was indifferent, a "sigh of relief" expression appeared on the Infant Spirit's face.

As Zhang Yuanqing rose to level 3, the Infant Spirit's intelligence improved significantly and gained great growth, but his body would not grow any longer. If he died young as an infant, he would always be an infant. Bored, Zhang Yuanqing grabbed his little aunt's underwear, put it to his nose, and sniffed it lightly.

He smelled a faint fragrance and the scent of shower gel. There was no doubt that the little逗比 had found it from the bamboo basket in the bathroom.

Since the last underwear theft incident, the little aunt had been extra vigilant about her perverted nephew's attempts to her underwear, and would wash the underwear after showering. "It's only been a few days? Jiang Yu'er is really unreliable in doing things, and she's lazy again."

Zhang Yuanqing planned to secretly return the underwear later.

At the same time, a doubt flashed in his mind. The little逗比 seemed to have an extraordinary preference for the underwear worn by the little aunt. Jiang Yu'er didn't wash it clean tonight, so he immediately stole it.

But the little逗比 didn't touch the clean underwear in the closet.

An ignorant infant certainly wouldn't have perverted thoughts, so it was very strange. Where did the problem arise? If it was said to be affected by the master, but I don't like this kind of original flavor either...

At this moment, a slightly harsh ringtone echoed in the silent dark bedroom, interrupting Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts. The screen displayed the name of the caller—Fu Qingyang!

His heart tightened and jumped wildly. He turned over and sat up, impatiently answering: "Centurion, is there a result?" Fu Qingyang's clear and cold voice came from the speaker:

"The elders have captured Moyan and imprisoned him in the zoo."

Hoo. Hearing this reply, Zhang Yuanqing breathed a long sigh of relief.

He felt relaxed in body and mind, all troubles were gone, and the world was so beautiful. Then, he caught the problem in Fu Qingyang's information: "Imprisoned?"

Why not just kill him? Since he could be captured, he could definitely be killed. Capturing a Dominator alive was much more difficult than killing him. Fu Qingyang explained:

"Moyan is a Heavenly King of the Military Sect and cannot be killed. Killing him is tantamount to letting the tiger return to the mountain." "What do you mean?" Zhang Yuanqing didn't understand.

Perhaps because Zhang Yuanqing had joined the White Tiger Guard, Fu Qingyang was forthcoming in many aspects.

"Elder Gou said that it was related to the rule-type item of the Chu family. The Heavenly Kings of the Military Sect have a chance to be resurrected once. Moreover, the resurrection location is where that item is located." "The rule-type item of the Chu family, the rule-type item that was taken away by the Military Sect back then?" Zhang Yuanqing排牙道;

"It's a pity, fortunately, there is only one chance of resurrection. Wait, Centurion, what if Moyan Tianwang enters The Way of the Extraordinary during his imprisonment?" Fu Qingyang 淡澹道: "Then naturally he will die in The Way of the Extraordinary and be resurrected in the North."

Zhang Yuanqing cursed "#" in his heart, and then heard Fu Qingyang say:

"The Dominator's The Way of the Extraordinary mission cycle is very long, so there is no need to consider this issue in the short term. Moreover, the person is in our hands, and there are many ways to deal with it, such as taking blood and flesh for future use." "That's good, that's good. Wait until Ghost Eye is resurrected in the future, and then咒死 him." Zhang Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked:

"Are the elders injured?" He originally wanted to ask, no one died, right?

"The Elder of the Water God Palace, the Elder of the Chihuo Gang, and Zhisha Gongzhu are seriously injured, and the other three Elders have suffered some minor injuries," Fu Qingyang said. Hiss! Zhang Yuanqing gasped inwardly.

Imagination

Moyan fought six, seriously injuring three?

This was still without any living beings providing him with "berserk."

And Moyan seemed to be ranked at the bottom among the four Heavenly Kings of the Military Sect. How terrifying would the other three Heavenly Kings be? Evil occupations are indeed the peak of combat power, but fortunately their numbers are not as large as those of the orderly occupations.

"Rest well, and prepare for the arena competition next. I look forward to your performance." Fu Qingyang hung up the phone.

The time for the start of the arena competition was less than a week away. I hope Little Yuan can hunt down a Temptation Demon for me before the arena competition starts. Zhang Yuanqing recalled the little逗比, satisfied with the quilt, and fell asleep.