monk family

Fu Molan rolled up shopkeeper Pang's storage bag, turned around and flew towards Changrun Canal.

Obviously.

Like Fu Yi'an, she was worried about Fu Shishi.

When approaching Changrun Canal.

The sound of fighting in the distance gradually faded away.

Changrunqu did not know when a white magic circle mask was raised.

It's different from the bloody one outside.

There is peace in Changrun Canal.

The monks inside came and went as usual, and the formations isolated everything that happened outside. The people inside didn't know that Baizhou City had changed.

Fu Molan and Fu Yi'an stopped outside the formation mask.

There was anxiety on the faces of the two of them.

"I can't get in, and the message jade pendant and the message tree can't pass the information in, so what should I do with Sixth Aunt?"

"Come on, let's go to the assembly point first."

Fu Molan watched as the surviving monks had already flown towards the palace islands high in the sky.

There was such a big commotion in Baizhou City.

Otherwise.

Fu Longwei in the Princess Mansion didn't see half of it.

The two turned into a sword rainbow and disappeared in Changrun Canal.

Changrun Canal.

It was the rising sun.

A lot of low-ranking monks were going to work in the canal, and a dense crowd gathered around the city gate, but there was no guard at the city gate at this time, and the city gate was closed tightly.The low-ranking monks who couldn't get out were making a lot of noise. Seeing that they missed work for more than half an hour and lost most of their wages for the day, they couldn't help being anxious. The crowd rushed to Wutong Lane, the canal owner of Changrun Canal, wanting to ask for an explanation. .

The owner of Changrun Canal and Wutong Lane.

It is said that it is just a fake Dan monk.

Otherwise.

At this time, Cheng Yezi was standing in front of the other party with his hands tied respectfully:
"Senior Dugu, there is an opportunity, I wonder if you are interested?"

Old man Dugu was dressed like an old farmer. He took two puffs of the hookah in his hand, whimpered, and said calmly:
"I've already talked with your envoys. If you want to rebel, revolt, or massacre the city, it has nothing to do with me, a lonely old man. I'm not interested in the opportunity you mentioned!"

Cheng Ye Zi is confident.

She smiled charmingly.

Cheng Yezi smoothly pushed back a strand of black hair that had fallen on the way to the back of her head.

She lowered her voice:
"Senior Dugu, you have been hiding your name in Baizhou City for nearly a hundred years, isn't your purpose the Wanguimen ruins?"

As soon as this word comes out.

The eyes of the old man Dugu who was smoking a hookah flashed brightly.

The originally hunched body slowly straightened.

He fixed his eyes on Cheng Yezi, as if considering the intention behind the other party's words, he pondered for a moment.

Old man Dugu said leisurely:
"Cheng Xiaoyou, what do you want to say, come and listen."

"Senior Dugu, I know that there is a person who just came out of the ruins of Wanguimen."

"What did you say?!"

"I said I know who came out of the ruins of Wanguimen just now!"

Old man Dugu couldn't calm down anymore.

A pair of round eyes opened like a gong, and a spiritual pressure of the late Nascent Soul was released instantly. Cheng Yezi, who was actually a fake baby, retreated again and again, but was still suppressed by this spiritual pressure, and the corners of his mouth oozed out. wisps of blood.

Old man Dugu looked Cheng Yezi up and down.

muttered:
"So it is, so it is."

Then the spiritual pressure on his body was released.

Restore the appearance of an old farmer.

He reached out and touched a straw rope tied around his waist. In a flash of sunlight, a box that looked like jade but not jade, wood and not wood was suspended in the air. Take the treasure you are looking for, take it!"