Chapter 337 Mysterious Son

Kong didn't know how to come forward quietly, approached Long Yi, looked at Yan Sen's figure in front of him, and whispered, "Your Excellency, Yan Sen seems to take the people of Heimutang and Baimutang as his subordinates for granted. It's really too arrogant!"

There is a discord between Long Yi and Yan Sen. Everyone knows it, and Kong doesn't know that his mind is delicate. Naturally, he is the most clear. Therefore, he came forward to speak ill of Yan Sen at this time and was not worried about Long Yi's turn against him. However, one of the most important reasons is that he has already understood that Long Yi is a quite generous and gentle person.

Long Yi smiled faintly and said, "He likes to support himself, so let him go." I just don't know if he can still be so comfortable in front of the lord of the city after returning to Rajia City, hehe!"

Kong didn't know what to say, and there was a look of confusion on his face. Long Yi's words were very meaningful. He knew too little and could not understand. He wanted to ask Long Yi, but Long Yi had looked away and seemed to no longer intend to talk to him, so he closed his mouth and stopped talking.

After Long Yi led the team to leave for a few breaths, three figures flashed over Tiandou City. It seemed that they had always been in Tiandou City, but no one could see them.

One of the three people is a young man with a very beautiful and feminine face, and the two people behind him are all restrained old people.

The young man looked down at Tiandou City below, frowned slightly, and was speechless for a long time.

An old man said, "Son, Luojia City dares to send someone to destroy Tiandou City, which has destroyed the balance of the small wind and star world. Should we do it?"

The young man smiled and shook his head and said, "Beijia sent people to slaughter the city, leaving only three of the four main cities in the small wind star world. It really deserves to be punished. However, Lin Xiong and Maple Leaf City and Ye Gucheng have also started the war. If they want to be punished, they can't escape. But in this way, the whole small wind star world will be hit hard. I don't want to make things so troublesome.

Another old man snorted coldly and said, "Son, this little wind star world is just a small second-level practice world. Even if we erase them all and reorganize the order of the little wind star world, it's not a big deal, right?"

The young man still shook his head and said, "What can be done with the order reform? Isn't it to find a new world saint? Hundreds of years later, isn't it the same thing to repeat today? In my opinion, if they want to mess up, we just let them mess up. We just need to watch and see how they end up. As long as they don't pay the price of destroying this practice world that has grown up for tens of thousands of years, I don't bother to pay attention to them.

"But, prince, we came here this time to make a ruling for the World Holy Election Conference a few years later. At present, they are the first to fight, which is obviously unruly.

The young man smiled indifferently and said, "The practitioners have always been the king of the winner and the losers as the bandits. Whether it is the current war or the World Sage Election Conference a few years later, they are not the ones who are competing. Now it's just starting in advance. Maybe, when the war subsides and the new world saint will stand out, won't this save us a lot of trouble? Ha ha!"

"Son, you are really..."

"Ha ha! Master, Master 2, do you want to say that I'm lazy?"

An old man arched his hand and said, "We are just worried that if the war in the Xiaofeng Star World is allowed to develop like this, it will damage the vitality of the Xiaofeng Star World and be known by the Lord of the World, I'm afraid it will be blamed on you."

The young man smiled carelessly and said, "I'm not afraid of my father's fault. His most severe punishment is just punishing me for decades. It's not that I haven't tried it. Well, Master Second Master, let's decide on the matter of Xiaofeng Xingjie.

The two old men met each other and saw a little helplessness in each other's eyes, but they did not mean to blame. Obviously, they are quite tolerant of the young man who calls them masters.

The young man seemed to remember something and said, " By the way, the young man named Long Yi seems to be very good!"

An old man said, "Does the prince mean his cultivation talent?"

The young man shook his head and said, "That's more than that. He is not only as talented as me, but also excellent in wisdom. Two masters, as you know, I never praise others easily, so I won't be blind.

Another old man nodded and agreed, "It's true. Leaving aside Long Yi's cultivation talent, it can be seen that his heart is extraordinary because he has only been practicing in the practice world for more than ten years, and he can deal with those babies who have practiced for hundreds of years and thousands of years.

The young man pondered slightly and said, "But what I'm most curious about is the flying sword that follows him. I always feel that the flying sword gives me a sense of déjà vu, but I can't remember why I feel this way.

"The sword spirit in the flying sword is really powerful. It is a magic weapon that people who practice kendo for a long time. However, Long Yi practiced the way of the soul. I can't even figure out how he let a flying sword obey him.

The young man nodded and said, "I also feel very strange. It seems that the flying sword spirit has established a deep connection with him. Well, if I can get the flying sword and study it carefully, maybe I can know the result.

An old man said, "Son, am I going to grab the flying sword?"

The young man frowned and said, "Master, how can you talk about this kind of thing in front of your disciples?"

When the old man heard the words, his face turned red, and there was a little shame on his face.

Seeing this, another old man smiled and said, "Your second master's reckless nature has not been completely changed after so many years. Son, please give him some more time. I don't think we need to get the flying sword. As long as we continue to follow the dragon and observe the flying sword, we can see the clue one day.

The young man agreed and said, "Yes! The realm of the flying sword is deep, which is obviously not the thing of Long Yi, and the spirit of the sword in the flying sword seems to be in the stage of gradually opening. If we continue to follow him, we will definitely know the source of the flying sword. Anyway, we don't need to interfere in the affairs of the small wind star world now. There are still a few years left. Let's just think of it as a play!"

When the two old men heard the words, there was a strange smile on their faces, and the same idea appeared in their hearts. Secretly, Lord sent you to adjudicate the World Holy Election Conference, and now you actually regard it as an opportunity to play, alas...

The young man did not know the thoughts of the two old men, and had been aroused by his own ideas. Without further delay, he said, "Okay! They are going far away. Let's follow them to Rajia City to have a look! After Long Yi enters Luojia City, there will be good dramas to watch!"

After saying that, the young man's figure flashed and he was about to disappear, and the two old men also looked solemn. They moved and followed closely.

The appearance of the mysterious young man and the two old man did not attract anyone's attention, and even the little black in the black sword was not aware of it.

Long Yi led more than 1,000 people in the Redwood Hall and followed the three halls led by Yan Sen. There were a total of 5,000 practitioners behind. He was silent all the way and focused on the way. There were no twists and turns. A day later, he had already seen the huge outline of Luojia City!

Seeing the Rajia City, in addition to Long Yi, the practitioners of Rajia City are all happy. Returning to Raga City means that their mission this time is over. They can not only get rest time, but also get more or less rewards from Beijia. Of course, for the practitioners of the Redwood Hall, the joy in their hearts is the strongest, because in addition to the reward that Beijia will give, they are already a large amount of treasure allocated with the permission of Long Yi.

Seeing the city of Luojia, the speed of the team accelerated a little more. Long Yi narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Yan Sen in front of him. Seeing that Yan Sen seemed to be very calm, he couldn't help secretly admiring Yan Sen's mood, which was already incomparable and shameless.

Humph! Yan Sen, you killed Yu Li, killed Shen Qianxing, and took the power of the practitioners in the two halls. You still behaved so calmly. I really want to know, do you pretend, or do you really don't care?

Long Yi snorted silently in his heart, and at this time, Kong Wuzhi came forward and whispered, "Your Excellency, according to the usual practice, after entering the city of Luojia City, you should go to the city lord's mansion with Lord Yan Sen and report the results of the war."

Hearing this, Long Yi nodded and said, "I know. You and Jing Shouxin and his party go back to the Redwood Hall to have a rest. I can go to the city owner's house alone."

Kong didn't know what he said. He bowed his hand and went to Jing Shouxin's side and told Jing Shouxin about Long Yi's arrangement. Soon, he, together with Jing Shouxin, he took the team of practitioners of the Redwood Hall and turned to the direction of the residence of the Redwood Hall.

Long Yi saw them leave and ignored it. He accelerated a little, caught up with Yan Sen in front of him, and said lightly, "Lord Yan Sen, are you ready to see the lord of the city together?"

Yan Sen's expression became gloomy in an instant when he heard the words, but then he hung up a sneer and said, "Successfully eliminate such a big thing as Tiandou City. Naturally, I will report it to the lord of the city as soon as I return to the city. Lord Long Yi, aren't you going to meet the city lord with me to receive credit?

Long Yi smiled faintly and said, "I don't dare to expect anything. It's all those people under my mahoganytang who are desperate, and I haven't done anything."

Yan said, "Lord Long Yi is too modest. You killed Tiandouzi. On that day, the Douzi alone was comparable to the whole Tiandou City. To put it this way, you are the most credited this time.

Long Yi laughed and said loudly, "Lord Yan is more credited. You shoulder the responsibility of leading the three halls of black and white Aoki to annihilate thousands of enemies and raze Tiandou City to the ground. Even if the Douzi is still alive that day, there is no way to threaten the lord of the city any more. If the reward comes down, the lord of the city will also be the first to reward you!"

Yan Sen said, "Your Excellency's reward is moderate. If he really thinks that I am credited, he will definitely not treat me badly."

Long Yi nodded and said, "I think the lord of the city is a person with clear rewards and punishments."

When Yan Sen heard the words, he looked cold and said in a cold voice, "What do you mean by this?"

Long Yi raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said, "What do I mean? It depends on how Lord Yan Sen understands it. Ha ha!"

After saying that, Long Yi didn't say more. He turned around and fell to the city master's mansion below. Yan Sen was behind Long Yi, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes showed a flickering gloomy light. Then, he stopped and flew to the city's master's mansion.

In the city's mansion, there have been practitioners who have been instructed to open the door for Long Yi and Yan Sen, allowing them to enter. After the two entered, thousands of practitioners in the three halls of black and white were also divided into three teams and flew to the direction of their respective camps.

Long Yi and Yan Sen entered the hall at the same time and stood in the middle of the hall, waiting for the arrival of Beiga. After a while, a figure flashed above the main position, and Beiga appeared!

Beijia looked solemn, glanced at the two people with great majesty, and then quietly said, "Sit down."

Long Yi and Yan Sen sat down one after another. Long Yi glanced at Yan Sen. Seeing that Yan Sen's face was serious, he said in his heart, Yan Sen didn't know at this time. Will he feel guilty?

"Are only the two of you coming back? Who can tell me where Wei Li, the master of Heimu Hall and Shen Qianxing, the master of Baimu Hall, are?