Yan Ling fantasy world

Just when the news of the Duanmu Family's purge of forces in Anyang City swept through Anyang County, Anyang City, the core of Anyang County's economy and strength, was filled with an inexplicable smell at the moment.

After the war, Anyang City is now in ruins, but the reconstruction work has begun. However, the attitudes of the people in the city are completely different, including joy, excitement, fear, and panic.

Many flamers in the city looked at the dilapidated mansions of many aristocratic families, and they were all panic-stricken at this moment. In the previous battles between various aristocratic families, everyone could clearly feel the fluctuations of the flame spirits even though they were tens of miles apart. This kind of confrontation of strength has already occurred.

This has not happened in Anyang City for who knows how many years.

However, the merchants in the city are already jumping for joy at this moment, because they have welcomed the new master of Anyang City, the Liu Qing Family.

However, the Liu Qing Family is obviously not the source of excitement for them. According to the clues, the power behind the Liu Qing Family must be the Duanmu Family, one of the five major families in Phoenix Continent. This will also mean that Anyang City must be the Duanmu Family

Under their rule, the trees they built were big enough to enjoy the shade, so they could use the power distribution of the Duanmu family to further expand their business outside the county. In the process, they would naturally have to pay a high "protection fee" to the Duanmu family.

They had some doubts about such a "protection fee" before, but the price offered to them by the Liu Qing Family made them extremely satisfied. It was even more fair than they imagined. For a moment, they were somewhat lucky to be here.

Guidance from the Liu Qing family.

As everyone knows, the ambition of a wolf will never be satisfied, and everything is just a precursor to the coming storm.

Anyang City, a high-rise building in the center of the city, does not have too many gorgeous decorations, but the simple attic building is dozens of feet high and seems to be extremely stable. It is said that this building has been baptized by Jie Chen for hundreds of years.

The reincarnation of several generations, the name of the tall building is: Zifeng Pavilion.

The Summer Palace in Anyang and the purple phoenix flying eastwards are the meaning of the attic.

At this moment, there are silhouettes of people moving around on all floors of the attic. Many people in Yanzhao costumes are standing outside the attic. They are all curiously looking at the current Anyang City, as if they are observing the customs and customs of other places.

On the top floor of the attic, there is a huge living room. Dozens of giant chairs are placed in the living room. At this moment, the giant chairs are filled with many flamers, and the fluctuations of inflammation emitted by these flamers can be described as

To describe it as terrifying, it is the same, and there are dozens of people. There are even two people wearing flame pattern robes among them, one is an old man with snow-white hair and a face full of wrinkles, and the other is an old man with an appearance.

An extremely handsome middle-aged man, both of them had their eyes closed at the moment, as if they were deep in thought.

In the center of the hall, on the giant chair in the middle, a middle-aged man was constantly moving his body, as if something was shaking his head when he sat down. This man was the deputy head of the Liu Qing family, Liu Qingxie. He looked at the side

On one side is a young man with extremely delicate features. The latter holds two golden balls in his hands, making a squeaking sound. His face shows no expression at all, but he does not say any words. The same is true for the man on the giant chair in the center.

He could only shake the iron fan in his hand gently, and many beads of sweat on his forehead continued to overflow.

This person is the new master of Anyang City, Duan Murong.

A moment later, the sound of rapid footsteps entered the hall from below the top floor of the attic. At this moment, the sound of the golden ball in Duanmurong's hand suddenly stopped, and everyone looked in the direction of the attic stairs in unison.

Just when everyone was looking at him like this, Liu Qingxie's hand holding the iron fan tightened even more, because the reason for today's formation was because of his Liu Qing family.

On one side of the stairs made of light red Qingyuan wood, a middle-aged man wearing a flamer costume walked out of the Qingyuan wood stairs. Looking at the people in the center of the hall, his face was already livid, and it immediately became even more serious.

point.

Liu Qingxie looked at the middle-aged man walking obediently in front of him, with a slightly unnatural look on his face. This man was Liu Qingmiao, a strong man from the Liu Qing family, and his strength had reached the fifth level.

Liu Qingmiao stood in front of the hall. Except for one of the middle-aged men wearing a flame pattern robe, he could feel that the strength of these people was far greater than his own, especially the four people beside Duanmu Rong, who had extremely delicate facial features in front of the hall.

The people who oppressed me were all extremely powerful beings, and one of them was wearing a flame pattern robe.

Watching the visitor come to the front of the hall, Liu Qingxie gritted his teeth and respectfully asked Duan Murong, who had extremely delicate features: "Mr. Rong, my younger brother has already arrived. Look..."

Duan Murong glanced at Liu Qingxie in the hall. There was no anger in his brows. There was even a smile on his lips. He said with a smile: "Liu Qingmiao is from Uncle Xie's house. We will not interfere. You can just ask your own questions."

That’s it…”

Liu Qingxie looked at Duan Murong and said this, and more beads of sweat overflowed from his forehead. As the backbone of his clan, Liu Qingmiao's strength is undoubted, but unexpected events occurred in the rectification of Anyang City this time.

He also needs to be held accountable. Duan Murong's words are obviously to see how he handles the situation. At this time, it is undoubtedly like cutting flesh for him from the Liu Qing family.

Although he is in the center of this high hall, how could he not know that he is just a puppet of Duan Murong beside him, and beside Duan Murong, there are three people with the ninth level of Fangjing, one of whom is Anyang City

He had already met Xie Moke, the head of Xie Mansion, a well-established family, and the other two in Liu Qingcheng.

As for the two Flame Pattern Masters wearing Flame Pattern robes in front of the hall, he could also feel that the latter's mental power was extremely strong and fluctuated so much that they had definitely entered the ranks of second-grade Flame Pattern Masters. He even doubted the white-haired one in front of him.

The old man may have entered the third level, because his mental power made his consciousness feel extremely depressed. In addition, the strength of the remaining five flamers was also above him, and they had reached the eighth level of Fangjing.

, and they are all from Anyang County. As for what means and how Duanmu Rong was conquered at the moment, it is unknown...

Under such circumstances, Liu Qingxie could only sigh softly.

As for the merits of joining the Duanmu Family camp, it is unknown, but the reputation of the Liu Qing Family in Anyang City is definitely unique now, but all of this is due to the big hand of the Duanmu Family behind the scenes.

People with discerning eyes can also see clearly...

In desperation, Liu Qingxie sipped the tea on the table, a trace of bitterness slowly poured into his throat, and then he said sternly: "Liu Qingmiao, how did the old man from the medicine shop escape while you were chasing him?"

Looking at his brother who was asking questions in the middle of the hall, Liu Qingmiao never knew that the situation in the hall now was very unlucky for him, but he was also extremely depressed. He was just cleaning the merchants in various shops in Anyang City, but unexpectedly he met

A Realm Release Flamer whose strength was even higher than his own, could only watch him leave from under his eyes. As for how the latter left Anyang City, he really didn't know.

Liu Qingmiao also finished speaking.

"A drug store merchant has such strength, even above the fourth level. Is Anyang Chen really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon?"

But just as he finished speaking, Duan Murong, who was sitting quietly in the hall, creaked the golden ball in his hand. After a moment of pause, he sighed in a soft voice.

"Impossible, I, Xie Moke, have been operating in Anyang City for decades, why didn't I find such a powerful pharmacy store?"

"When did the Bronco Flamer become a bad guy on the streets?"

"funny..."

Just when Duan Murong's voice just hit the ground, a burly old man stood up from the giant chair. The dark black flames on his side appeared like a shadow. He looked at Liu Qingmiao in the center of the hall and said sternly,

It is Xie Moke, the head of the Xie Mansion. Although he is very old, his hair is indeed jet black now. Even so, he looks much younger, especially in sharp contrast to the white-haired tattooist in front of him.

When he finished speaking, the hall instantly became quiet.

Liu Qingxie in the hall did not say anything. There was no problem with what Xie Moke said. It would be almost impossible for an old man with a fourth-level strength to open a medicine shop in Anyang City without being discovered.

, as for why Liu Qingmiao said this, he didn't know.

At this moment, he could only frown and watch.

In the hall, the golden ball creaked, and Duan Murong slowly stood up from the high chair and walked slowly to Liu Qingmiao. His exquisite appearance and upright and decent temperament made Liu Qingmiao feel a little awkward.

, looking at Duan Murong in front of him, who was much lower than him in both age and strength, the fear in his heart grew to the extreme at this moment. This fear made him dare not look directly at Duan Murong.

Duan Murong looked at Liu Qingmiao with misty eyes, smiled slightly, and said: "Uncle Lu, please go deep into his sea of ​​consciousness and investigate..."

Hearing Duan Murong's words, Liu Qingxie in the middle of the hall held the hand of the iron fan and stabbed it hard into the palm of his hand. A feeling of pain poured into the depths of his body. He was extremely restrained and slowly fought.

He stood up and said: "Master Rong, such investigation will have a great impact on my brother!"

Peering into the sea of ​​consciousness, that is, the flame pattern master penetrates his spiritual power into the sea of ​​consciousness of another person. You must know that the flame pattern master has a soul. The sea of ​​consciousness has been polished and opened up, and it has truly become a sea of ​​consciousness.

, but for non-Flame Pattern Masters, there is no soul at all in their sea of ​​consciousness, and they are also in chaos. Such an investigation may not be successful at all. It will damage the meridians, ranging from internal injuries to becoming idiots in severe cases.

How could Liu Qingxie not be frightened by such a terrifying approach?

After all, the time, energy, and talent required for the Liu Qing Family to train a Realm-Released Flamer all require a lot of dedication.

However, even if he said this, the gray-haired old man on the giant chair still slowly opened his eyes and looked at Liu Qingmiao in front of the hall. The touching eyes directly made Liu Qingmiao shiver all over. The old man's eyes

It seems to be filled with extremely strong spiritual power.

Seeing this situation, Liu Qingxie held the iron fan in his hand with even greater strength. Although he had already said what he said, there was nothing he could do if Duan Murong really wanted to do this.

Duan Murong, who had delicate features, looked at Liu Qingxie above. A smile appeared on his handsome face, blowing in front of Liu Qingxie like a "spring breeze", but this smile made him shudder.

"Uncle Xie, don't worry. Uncle Lu is a third-grade flame pattern master of my Duanmu family. His control of mental power has already been superb and he will not hurt Liu Qingmiao..."

After Duan Murong finished speaking, the old man with white hair slowly stepped down from the giant chair and walked towards Liu Qingmiao.

Although everyone felt that the old man's mental power was terrifying, when Duan Murong finally came up with the third-level result, their hearts were still rising and falling like a tide.

A third-grade Flame Pattern Master is to a certain extent more rare than a Sensing Flamer. Likewise, appearing in Anyang City is so terrifying. Many local Flamers in Anyang County feel fear in their hearts when they see such an old man.

The same is true for Xie Moko.

Liu Qingxie, who was in the hall, heard Duan Murong's words, and the color on his face became a little pale.

A feeling of powerlessness emerged from deep inside.