Picked up a fairy island

Chapter 367 Please enter the urn
Inside the study.

Yang Fan, alone and defeated, and Zhao Yan, sat cross-legged.

Through the introduction of Lonely Baitian, Yang Fan and Zhao Yan got acquainted and became a pair of plastic friends.

At least on the surface, they are all good, and the two of them boast about various businesses.

"Hehe, Master Yang is already an eighth-rank alchemist at a young age. He is unparalleled in alchemy. He can even get rid of such a strange poison as Guiku Caiyou. It's really amazing. It really makes my old bone feel ashamed!"

"Where is Master Zhao talking? How can I compare with you, an old senior of Alchemy Dao? Right now, I am extremely honored to be able to sit with an old senior like Master Zhao and discuss Taoism with wine!"

"Haha, well said, come on, drink this cup!"

...

After talking nonsense for more than ten minutes, Zhao Yan suddenly remembered the purpose of this trip, so his face suddenly became solemn and he gave Dugu Baishi two winks.

Seeing this, Yang Fan smiled tactfully, cupped his hands and said, "Since the two of you have something important to discuss, then I'll go back first and leave!"

Dugu Baitian still wanted to keep him, but Yang Fan had already left.

"Tell me, what is the Sheriff's attitude towards that plan, and did you agree?"

"I agree, I am here to assist you this time, and I also brought along the three city lords of White Holy City, Black Dragon City, and Heavenly Sword City!" Zhao Yan said.

"What, those three damn old guys are here too?" Lonely Baitian suddenly stood up from his chair after hearing this, "Why are you telling me now? Where are they now?"

"What are you panicking, they are drinking herbal tea in your reception hall, and I heard that you have a feud with these three guys, so I decided to let them dry for you!" Zhao Yan said calmly.

"You, forget it!" Lonely Baitian took a deep breath, and teleported to the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion.

Zhao Yan chuckled and followed.

Inside the hall.

The three city lords of White Holy City, Black Dragon City, and Heavenly Sword City are staying in the main hall.

Two of them were sitting on a chair with their eyes closed, while the other was walking around in the hall, looking out the door from time to time.

"Dugu, this is obviously trying to show us off on purpose, wow, I'm so pissed off!"

As soon as this person finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the hall.

"Oh, I'm really sorry, I've kept the three city lords waiting for a long time because of some trifles. I'm really sorry, come and cut a pot of Wuying tea again!" Lonely Baitian said as he cupped his hands and walked in. In the hall, and then said with an apology.

"Hmph, troubled by trifles? Who are you coaxing? What big event can we wait for so long with the three city lords? Lonely city lord, I haven't seen you for a long time, your airs have become bigger!" the impatient city lord bit Teeth, snorted coldly.

"Hehe, Maoshiqiang City Lord, you think too much, this City Lord has no airs at all, but the airs of the three City Lords are really great!"

"Old Dugu, do you dare to insult me?"

"Okay, let's start discussing business matters!" At this moment, Yang Rui, the lord of Baisheng City, said suddenly.

After he finished speaking, he turned his attention to Zhao Yan again, "Master Zhao, although the Lonely City Lord proposed this plan, the governor entrusted it to you, Master, so you can preside over it!"

"Very good!"

Dugu Baitian's study room.

Everyone found a place to sit down.

"This plan, although the county guard entrusted it to me, the details are still up to the Lonely City Lord, Lonely City Lord, please!" Zhao Yan asked.

Lonely Baitian glanced at the three people who had different personalities with him, and then said in a deep voice, "This time the plan is very simple. I will pretend to be sick, and you all need to lie in ambush. As for the rest of the matter, you can just listen to my secret signal."

This is simply not a plan.

Apart from the three city lords, even Zhao Yan was taken aback.

Because the plan that Dugu Baitian said at this moment is completely different from what he said before.

What about this game?
"Hmph, Lord Lonely, are you treating us as fools, or are you treating our enemies as fools?" Mao Shiqiang, the Lord of Black Dragon City, sneered.

The Lord of Heavenly Sword City has never said a word since he came to Lingyun City, and he was ruthless, like a sharp sword that was about to be unsheathed at any time, in short, it was full of force.

"Lonely City Lord, I don't want to mention whether the plan is good or bad. I just want to ask you, has the ghost crying Caiyou in your body been cleared?" Yang Rui, the Lord of White Dragon City, asked indifferently.

After hearing this, Lonely Baitian's face darkened, and he stared at Yang Rui suspiciously.

The temperature in the study dropped suddenly.

"Ahem, what is this for? Lonely City Lord, don't suggest it, I told them this on the way here!" Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Zhao Yan said hastily.

After he said this, the expression of loneliness and defeat eased down, but there was a question left in his heart.

At this time, Yang Rui raised his hand and flicked the sleeve of his white robe gracefully, and then said with a warm smile, "Don't mind the Lonely City Lord, I just ask out of concern among colleagues, there is no other reason."

"Hmph, is it? Then I really thank City Lord Yang for his concern!" Lonely Baitian glanced at Yang Rui in a nonchalant manner, and then at Mao Shiqiang and Zeng Wuya, the city lord of Tianjian City.

"That's right, I'm indeed a ghost crying in my body, but after Master Zhao's action, the toxin is suppressed, in short, he can live for three to fifty years, so if you have any ideas, you should restrain yourself as soon as possible, after all You know my temper best!"

After closing the words, he continued, "That's the plan this time, I will be in charge at that time, and you will wait for the queen!"

"Listen to you!" Yang Rui still had a gentle smile on his face, anyway, it's your territory and you are in charge!
Zeng Wuya was still wandering with his eyes closed, as if this plan had nothing to do with him, neither objecting nor agreeing, loving whoever!
On the contrary, Mao Shiqiang was full of dissatisfaction, but he had no choice but to stare blankly.

"Master Zhao, what do you think?" Lonely Baitian cupped his hands and asked.

Zhao Yan's face twitched slightly, but he could only nod in agreement.

"By the way, Lonely City Lord, how can you be sure that the enemy will come to assassinate you?"

"It's easy to say. At that time, I will send my subordinates to spread the poison in my body, and wait for the news that the ninth-rank elders of the Pill Palace will come to treat me. In this way, after the other party hears the news. Even if they know that this is likely to be a trap, but I will also take the risk to come here to try, after all, this is related to the prosperity and survival of a certain family, are you right, City Lord Yang!"

While Lonely Baitian was speaking, he squinted and asked with a smile.

"Hehe, there is something in the words of the lonely city lord, but since the other party dared to assassinate a fourth-rank city lord of Xianchao, he obviously came prepared, and the power behind him must be extremely high.

"After all, a city lord says it's important or not, but he doesn't take it lightly, so even if he knows there is a trap, he will definitely send someone to check it out. Lonely city lord, your move to invite the king into the urn is very clever!"

"Really?" Lonely Baitian said indifferently.

Then, he said again, "Okay, then the plan will be carried out like this!"

……

into the night.

The city lord's mansion was extremely quiet.

The entire Lingyun City also became quiet.

Of course, this does not mean that there are no people on the street.

In short, the sound is very small, almost negligible.

A small tea shop that is still open.

Two early stage monks in the fairyland were sitting down drinking tea and chatting about some irrelevant topics.

"By the way, have you heard? After the battle in Bailipo that day, the Lonely City Lord seems to have heard of a strange poison that cannot be cured. Right now, he is waiting for the ninth-rank elders of Xiandu Dandian to come to heal him. "

"Hey, you can't talk nonsense about this. Besides, this news is so important, where did you get it from?"

"This was accidentally discovered by a friend of my cousin's sister who works as a maid in the city lord's mansion. However, this news has been completely blocked. I only secretly told you because you are a brother. You must not tell others. Otherwise, it’s over if you don’t find out!”

"Nonsense. How dare I find someone to tell such shocking news!"

"Well, that's good, let's drink tea. After drinking, go to Lanxianglou to make two cups, and call two dancers by the way."

"Very good, very good!"

……

A day later, the news about the poison in Lonely Baitian's body suddenly spread in Lingyun City, and it spread more and more violently, spreading rapidly like a virus.

At night, a large number of casual cultivators mixed into Lingyun City.

A battle is about to kick off.

"Get ready, tonight is destined not to be peaceful!"

(End of this chapter)