Interstellar Counterattack Becomes a God

He Feng said: "Then put Yongzheng Hang aside first, and we'll go to the Demon Python Tavern for a bite to eat later."

Everyone packed their things and left the hotel. I don't know if the city lord did it on purpose. The Demon Python Tavern and the hotel are on the same street and can be reached within a few steps.

A big colorful electronic light board is very conspicuous in a group of ancient buildings, attracting at least five people's attention. It was only after arriving at the shop that I realized that I had to be qualified to enter, and this qualification was a hunter certificate issued by the City Lord’s Mansion. The Demon Tavern only entertains hunters.

Everyone had no choice but to return to the hotel first.

He Feng frowned and said, "Do you think the city lord will know that there is such a rule?"

"You think he can get such detailed information, so he doesn't know this little request? How do I feel that he didn't say it deliberately, and then let us go to him tomorrow?" Xiao Luo said.

He Yaoyao thoughtfully, "Isn't there something that might happen tonight?"

Xiao Luo said, "I won't know tomorrow, let's rest first."

He Yaoyao was going to stare at Xiao Luo again, only to find that he was going to sleep under the covers. Had to withdraw his eyes angrily and went to sleep on the bed at the far end.

Tonight is destined to be restless, but this restlessness has nothing to do with Xiao Luo's five.

There was only a small lamp emitting a faint light in the city lord’s bedroom. The city lord stood by the lamp with his hands on his back and looked at the darkness, and said quietly: "The Ten Thousand Grass Sect has fallen asleep?"

"His, yes, they went to the tavern, but they were blocked from going back."

"Wan Xiangzong drinks in the tavern?"

"Sizzle, in the tavern, but only one has been drinking. They seem to be cautious, not quite what you describe."

"Has Zhenghang's whereabouts been found?"

"His, no, maybe it's gone."

"Oh, look for it carefully."

"Hiss, don't you still have a son?"

"If you can't find it, just use Zhengyang."

"His, you are so disgusting."

There was a wicked smile at the corner of the city lord's mouth, "It's all you taught."

The shadows of the two people entangled together, and the light of the small lamp slowly disappeared.

In the Demon Tavern, Xiang Song shook his glass, watching the reflection of himself in the wine. "Are you from Ten Thousand Grass Sect, too?" Xiang Ming said, "I just arrived at noon today. I stayed in the hotel for an afternoon. I was about to enter here just now and was blocked.

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Xiang Song put the wine glass on the table, and said angrily: "I remember that he had prepared the proof as soon as we arrived. Why is it that the Ten Thousand Grass Sect is not letting them come? Is it possible that they are afraid The poison in this wine?"

Xiang Qing took a sip of the wine. The wine was removed by the little things in her mouth. He smiled and said, "It's just a stimulant, why should it be true." Xiang Ming snatched his glass, "You said if everyone here is excited What will happen? Will it explode at one point."

With Xiang Ming's voice, the other side of the pub began to smash the table and beat up people. Xiang Song glanced twice and got up and left, "I still want to fight together."

When the war spread to this side, the person who was ordered to drag Wan Xiangzong into the water found that the person was long gone, and he himself was punched because of this momentary distraction. Soon the task was forgotten, and the fight really started.

Early the next morning, He Feng went downstairs to buy a meal and heard what happened to the diners talking about the tavern.

He Feng listened, and after getting a general idea, he went upstairs with a meal. While eating He Feng, everyone said: "Last night there was a large-scale fight in the tavern, and the demon python, the owner of the tavern was not in the tavern. So many people were injured. Obviously, the city owner has a problem, but he The late action seems to be for our good."

He Yaoyao disagrees with this view, "How do you know that he is afraid that there will be no possibility of a fight if we go? The realm of the people here is too low, I can crush it alone."

Xiao Luo stirred the porridge in the bowl, "Why don't you go find a disciple of Wan Xiangzong and discuss it together?"

There is no need for Xiao Luo to look for them, as Xiao Luo's voice rang as soon as he knocked on the door. He Xi rushed to the door and opened it.

Xiang Song held a fist, "Excuse me, we are disciples of Wan Xiangzong. I want to act with you."

He Yaoyao looked at Song very unpleasantly, "Why? I can't solve it by myself, so I wanted to come and hug our thigh and lie down? I tell you, there is no way.

Xiang Song Canran smiled, "Cousin, don't be so unfeeling."

He Yaoyao roared: "Shut up, who is your cousin. Our family is not as troublesome as you."

Xiang Song shrugged, "He Feng, take care of your daughter-in-law. Come in, sit in."

The Wan Xiangzong members didn't care about He Yaoyao's stinky face, Xiang Song let them in and went in, and asked them to sit down and look for places to sit around.

Xiao Luo stared at Xiang Song, and for the first time he saw someone with such a thick skin who was scolded by others. It was really amazing. And now this wonderful person sat next to him, that is, he sat on his own bed. Intolerable, Xiang Song thought that Xiao Luo was interested in him, but in fact he was really interested. Then Xiang Song wanted to satisfy Xiao Luo's curiosity, then he sat next to Xiao Luo, and finally he was bounced onto another bed. .

Xiang Song's face was pressed against Xiao Luo's adjacent bed, his knees were on the ground, his buttocks were knocked high.

Seeing this, He Yaoyao's eyes lit up, she jumped behind Xiang Song's body, and stepped on her little feet.

Xiang Song sighed that the once soft girl would never be returned, and begged for mercy: "Cousin, let me go." "Hehe, let you sit on Master's bed. His bed is amazing. I hate counseling." He Yaoyao gritted her teeth and said.

He Feng hurried to persuade him to fight, but there was no rush on his face. It was true that the two people quarreled every time they met, and Yaoyao quarreled unilaterally.

"Yaoyao, there is still business right now, so let's teach him when we go back."

He Yaoyao let go of Xiang Song and sat on her bed.

Xiang Song smiled at Xiao Luo, he never blamed anyone better than him.

He Feng temporarily served as the leader of these eight people, "There must be a connection between the city lord and the demon python. In short, from now on, we will treat the city lord as a bad person. I feel that he does not know our strength."

Xiang Song said: "The city lord is no more than a star pill. We wandered around for two days and found nothing. I can't as well just arrest the city lord and torture him to confess."

He Yaoyao teleported to Xiang Song's head and slapped him on the head, then sat back, cursing, "Is it okay to use my brain before doing things? Wan Xiangzong's face is almost lost by you."

Xiang Song proudly said: "I am an outstanding disciple they are proud of. I have already been in the secret realm, do you have it?

Humph. "

He Yaoyao said disdainfully: "I wouldn't have gone to this garbage secret if it weren't for them to beg me."

He Feng helped his forehead and emphasized: "It's the right thing, the right thing."

Xiao Luo said, "I think it's good to use torture to extract a confession. There is a simple way, why not use it?"

He Feng made a decision, "Listen to Uncle Master."

On the contrary, Xiang Song stretched out his arm to signal to pause, "Which teacher are you?" Although he didn't dare to provoke him, he asked, is it illegal?

Xiao Luo smiled and said, "I am the third-generation disciple of Ten Thousand Grass Sect.

Xiang Song swallowed a spit, "Hello, Uncle Master."

Xiao Luo nodded, "Well, good nephew. Any questions?"

Xiang Song shook his head, "It's gone, it's gone."

Seeing that everyone had no objection, He Feng said, "We are eight of us, divided into two groups. Four of us go to the tavern to stare, and four to catch the lord of the city. Who is going to catch the lord of the city?"

Xiao Luo asked, "Where can I get the city lord? It's better to get the city lord all and force a confession directly in the city lord's mansion."

Xiang Song agreed, "I think it's a good deal too."

So all eight people went to the city lord's mansion, and the mighty group of people was led to the living room to warmly entertain them.

He Feng said: "There is a drug in this tea. So it's not a mistake."

He Yaoyao said: "I hate this kind of two-faced person the most. Go and catch him."

Xiang Ming led the way, he had already figured out the general structure of the City Lord's Mansion. Take the seven people straight to the city lord's bedroom. The strange thing is that, except for the housekeeper who was forced to sleep in the living room, there was no one in the huge city lord's mansion.

Everyone felt weird and all accelerated their pace. Xiang Ming pushed open the bedroom door, and the city lord was leaning on the sofa opposite the door, as if waiting for them to arrive.

The city lord counted, "Eight are all here. I only wanted the three impolite dolls of Wanxiangzong. Since they are all here, then I won't drive you away. All stay and feed me. ."

Xiang Song asked, "How old is the city lord this year?" Although they looked young, they were actually very old...The city lord was very happy that the big event was about to happen, and did not think about the reason for Xiang Song's question. He replied straightforwardly: "I am already ninety years old. I didn't expect it, do I look very young? This is all because of my success in cultivation. Although I have encountered a bottleneck, it is not about to break. Thanks. For your dedication."

Xiang Songmu said with a face: "Look at this person, the face is very tender, you can pinch water. Uncle, how old are you?"

Xiao Luo didn't expect to be asked about his age, but he really couldn't remember, and honestly said: "It's too long, I forgot." "Very well," Xiang Song said, "I, one hundred and forty this year. Five years old. You’re afraid it’s not that you’ve seen too much rubbish.

Dare to underestimate the top ten disciples. There is a defensive formation in this room, the layout is not bad. It should be a veteran who has arranged many times.

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Xiang Song walked to the center of the formation, "Come on, you start, try to see the effect."

The city lord was angry, he most hated the arrogant appearance of a major disciple. "Hands." Then the city lord closed his eyes, preparing to welcome the arrival of luck and the growth of cultivation. He has done this kind of thing many times, and he has a lot of experience. But there is no one in the city that can satisfy him, so he put his idea on the disciples of the big sect. He had met one of the Dazongmen disciples, and he had no abilities at all. But who would have thought that it was a fake major disciple, just for bluffing and deceiving. As a result, the city owner miscalculated the strength of Xiang Song and others.

The tragedy happened, and the feeling that the formation backlash was felt by the city lord today.