Just as Nan Lichen was staring at Leng Su with burning eyes, waiting for her answer, there was a sudden movement outside the door.

Soon, a handsome young man in white walked in surrounded by the guards in Sifang City.

The man in white glanced across him and Leng Su calmly, and then, under the guidance of the guards around him, he looked at the place where the masked man disappeared just now.

"You mean that person suddenly disappeared under your noses?" The man in white asked with a frown.

"Yes, City Lord."

"After the man disappeared, you didn't notice any fluctuations in spiritual power or other movements? Did you immediately surround the place?"

"Yes, City Lord."

Hearing this, the city lord of Sifang City did not continue to ask, but closed his eyes and silently sensed everything in the room.

Soon, the city lord of Sifang City opened his eyes.

The strange thing is that after the other party opened his eyes, he immediately looked at where Leng Su and Nan Lichen were.

The city lord looked at the dark mask on Nan Lichen's face with interest...

"City Lord?"

Everyone followed the city lord's gaze and looked at him with strange and puzzled looks on their faces.

Why is the city lord staring at these two people? Is there something strange about these two people?

"Evacuate everyone, that monk is no longer here." The Lord of Sifang City said.

"Yes, City Lord."

With that said, these guards looked at Leng Su and Nan Lichen.

"You two, according to the rules of Sifang City, you must leave here now."

Facing the expulsion of the guards from Sifang City, Leng Su silently took out the image stone in his hand without saying a word.

"I remember that fighting is not allowed in Sifang City, but if someone wants to kill us, we can't just stand there motionless and wait for the other party to kill us."

As soon as Leng Su said these words, the guards immediately frowned.

Just when the guard was about to scold Leng Su for his strong words, a long, white hand stretched out and took the image stone from Leng Su's hand.

Under the control of the white-robed city lord, the images in the image stone were released.

At that time, in the quiet inner room, Leng Su was lying unconscious on the bed, and Nan Lichen was opening the door.

Suddenly, the door opened, and the masked man attacked them without saying a word, and his moves were murderous.

Nan Lichen and Leng Su were just defending themselves...

Seeing this scene, the white-clothed city lord raised his eyes to look at Leng Su and said, "Young girl is quite capable."

No, I was lying half-dead on the bed, but I still didn't forget to use the photo stone to record it.

"Even if you didn't do it first, this is the rule of Sifang City."

"If you two broke the rules of my Sifang City, how will I govern my Sifang City in the future?" The city lord in white said with a half-smile.

Hearing this, Leng Su frowned and said, "The city lord's words are wrong..."

"In the world of cultivation, the strong are respected. You, the city lord, have the highest cultivation level among all the people in this Sifang City. Therefore, you are the rule!"

"No matter whether the city lord cares about us or not, no matter whether the city lord forgives us two this time, the rules of Sifang City are still the same as before and remain unchanged."

"Because this Sifang City belongs to you, the city lord, because your cultivation level is higher than theirs."

"Ants have no right to speak. The world of cultivation is a place where the strong are respected. Low-level monks have no qualifications, let alone the ability to resist!!!"

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like