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The moon was sparse, and a few scattered stars dotted the night sky. The surroundings were quiet and calm, but every once in a while, a small group of monks would patrol the city.

The southwest corner of the city is where Wangyou Valley, one of the eight major sects, is located.

At this time, Xue Wanghuai, the master of Wangyou Valley, was standing in front of the attic window, looking at the night outside the window in a daze.

He took out the sound transmission jade slip from his storage bag and held it tightly in his right hand.

He originally wanted to convey some information, but the jade slip of sound transmission only lit up for a few times and then quickly dimmed.

"Sure enough, Pingluan City is already full of restrictions and no news can be spread. It seems that if you want to pass on information, you have to risk your life and leave the city..."

Xue Wanghuai whispered to himself, a dark emotion flashing in his eyes.

He has been lowering his head and pondering whether he should risk his life and leave the city to spread the news that a decisive battle will take place in the city tomorrow.

Now that the war was about to begin, and monsters gathered outside the city, he did not dare to bet on whether this war would focus on the retreat of the monsters.

Although Chu Yang is no longer in Pingluan City, he can't guarantee whether the other party will quickly return from the Chinese realm in a few days.

Until then, he can only continue to hide and wait for the next suitable opportunity to influence the entire battle.

But compared to the actual defeat of the monster, Xue Wanghuai was more worried about his identity and whether his identity might have been exposed and Chu Yang and Qin Yuqing would discover any clues.

If this is the case, the only choice before him now is to risk leaving the city and let the battlefield evolve into a situation that cannot be changed even if Chu Yang returns. Only then can Xue Wanghuai find another way out.

Xue Wanghuai took out the sound transmission jade slip and sent a message. Soon, the figure of law enforcement elder Wang Cheng appeared in front of him.

"tonight

Did anything strange happen on the field? "

Xue Wanghuai turned his back to Wang Cheng and asked in a deep voice, as if he was just asking about the safety of the city as usual.

Wang Cheng didn't think too much and responded calmly to his leader: "Back to the leader, there was no news from my disciples tonight. It seems that your situation is relatively stable for the time being and will not affect tomorrow's battle. "

The guards in the city are not made up of disciples from one family, but some young disciples from each of the eight sects are integrated together to patrol the city in batches.

Tonight's patrol was led by his disciples from Wangyou Valley, supplemented by disciples from the other seven sects.

Xue Wanghuai was originally worried that the manpower patrolling tonight would be arranged this way because Qin Yuqing had discovered some clues about him, but after observing for a while, Xue Wanghuai felt relieved after discovering that there was nothing unusual about Qin Yuqing's side.

"Well, I already know, but the current situation does not allow us to take it lightly. Let the people below pay more attention to the City Lord's Mansion, and always beware of monsters and traitors attacking the City Lord."

Wang Cheng nodded slowly, "Yes!"

…

Inside Fengtian City.

Now all the main forces in the city have been transferred to Pingluan City and several other major auxiliary cities. What is left now is only a group of young disciples with low strength. Now the entire Fengtian City is undoubtedly an empty city.

The young disciples who are now staying in Fengtian City are in panic all day long, always worried that one day the monsters will break through the city and the entire Qingxu Realm will fall into the enemy's hands.

Under such an atmosphere and pressure, everyone had no intention of practicing and had been anxiously waiting for the results of the war in Pingluan City.

And in the eight sects

Among them, the Yunlan Sword Sect has the largest number of young disciples staying in Fengtian City, and the strongest among them has reached the late Nascent Soul stage.

All the young disciples were divided into several teams according to their sect origin. Although they were not hostile to each other, the atmosphere was not harmonious.

Especially after knowing that the army in Pingluan City would have a decisive battle with monsters tomorrow, the entire Fengtian City became even more tense. Before the war started, the young disciples had already started to panic and couldn't stand still.

"If we are defeated tomorrow, won't our lives be lost?"

"Are you kidding? How can Pingluan City lose with so many troops gathered? Even if we lose, the monsters will lose!"

"If any of you dare to disturb the morale of the army again, don't blame me for being rude."

"Oh, now that the eight major sects in the city are not here, what qualifications do you, a disciple, have to say such a thing? It's not your turn to make the decision."

"Any of you who dare to dissent should stand up for me."

A loud shout rang out, attracting the attention of everyone around him.

When they all looked at the person who spoke, they wondered who was so bold and arrogant. But the moment their eyes fell on this person, countless dissatisfied young disciples suppressed their restless emotions and began to He remained silent, as if nothing had happened.

Because the person who spoke was unexpectedly Mo Xun, a strong young man from Wangyou Valley!

Mo Xun was dressed in white clothes, with a long sword on his waist. He had a majestic temperament, and his eyes were piercing. When he looked around, no one around him dared to respond.

And Mo Xun himself is one of the few in Fengtian City.

In the late stage of Yuanying, now that the incarnation spirit is gone, the late stage of Yuanying is enough to control the overall situation.

Not to mention Mo Xun's identity, if nothing unexpected happens in the future, Mo Xun is destined to grow into a high-level executive in Wangyou Valley.

Sophie and Sophie have a deep hatred for each other. Who is willing to risk their future to become an enemy of such a young and strong man.

Mo Xun spoke, and everyone wanted to give this young strong man some face.

But at this moment, a sneer suddenly sounded from the surroundings. The sound was extremely harsh in the silent atmosphere, and the tone was full of contempt for Mo Xun himself.

"Oh, those who know know that you, Mo Xun, are a Nascent Soul cultivator, but those who don't know think you are a high-ranking person in Wangyou Valley. You are just a young disciple. Who gave you the courage to say such a thing? Could it be that the Qingxu Realm has become a Have you forgotten about Yougu?"

A young man in black clothes with a playful look walked forward, and with just a few words, he put Mo Xun on his opposite side. When the onlookers recognized the person, what he said to him was not surprising.

Because this person is clearly Ye Li, a well-known strong man among the eight sects, and he is even more famous than Mo Xun.

In terms of strength, the two may be about the same, but there is no doubt that Ye Li's luck record is more brilliant.

The other seven sects of the entire Qingxu Realm have more or less fought against Ye Li, but Ye Li's record still maintains more wins than losses. In addition, he is arrogant and arrogant, so everyone naturally pays attention to him. Also have some more.

Now that they saw Ye Li coming to the door, all the monks who were watching had more or less playful looks in their eyes.

Some people always compare the two of them, but it's a pity that they have never had any relationship in the past.

They have fought before, and this time the two of them will most likely have to fight.