Yan Ling fantasy world

The light in the morning gradually strengthened, and the forest outside Liuqing City began to vibrate. Many casual cultivators gradually poured out from Liuqing City and began their own journey of experience. However, when they crossed dozens of miles of forest

, when we arrived at Shuanggang Town, which we were once familiar with, our faces were filled with shock. Apart from the scorched earth on our faces, there were no traces of the past.

Anyang City, a high-rise building in the center of the city, does not have too many gorgeous decorations. The simple attic building is tens of feet high. The high-rise building gives people the feeling of Anyang Summer Palace, where the purple phoenix flies eastward, and this is the purple phoenix flying eastward.

Feng Pavilion is where the headquarters of the Duanmu Family is located.

On the top floor of the attic, in the huge hall, there are giant chairs tens of feet tall, arranged in distinct layers. It is very clear that at this moment, the giant chairs are all filled with flames, and the rhythm of the flames emitted by these flames is all.

fear.

Among them were several well-known figures, two people wearing flame pattern robes, one an old man with snow-white hair and a face full of wrinkles, and the other a middle-aged man with an extremely handsome appearance.

In addition, Xie Moke, Liu Qingyan, and Liu Qinghe were among them, but now Liu Qinghe and Xie Moke could no longer sit in front of the seats.

Beside the giant chair, there was a young man with extremely delicate features. The latter held two golden balls in his hands. He did not make any sound at this moment, and there was no expression on his handsome face. This man, Duan Murong, is the current president of Anyang County.

Lord, but now he has not sat down, as if he is waiting for the arrival of some big shot.

"Ahem..."

In the silent hall, a sound of dry coughing suddenly came from the side door. The next moment, on the three giant chairs in the center of the hall, the space squirmed, and three figures slowly emerged.

A middle-aged man with blood-red hair, an old man with an old complexion and snow-white hair, and a strong young man appeared. The peaceful atmosphere in the hall was immediately wiped out.

The upper layer of cold air is like a death state, and the hair falling to the ground can be heard clearly.

"Welcome to Lord Blood Eagle, Lord Bai Ling, and Chief Prince Yu!"

At the same time as the three figures appeared, many flamers stood up on the giant chair below. Even Duan Murong had not sat down at this moment. Only the snow-white-haired Mr. Lu was still sitting on the giant chair, holding his head.

Take a sip of tea in your hand and savor the aftertaste.

On the giant chair, with snow-white hair and drooping eyes, is Master Bai Ling, a powerful person of the Duanmu family. At this moment, the latter is squinting directly, as if sleeping.

And that person with blood-red hair and a face full of murderous intent is Lord Blood Eagle, and he is also another strong person in the Duanmu family.

The young man in the middle, the chief of Prince Yu, has already shown his identity as the latter. He is the heir apparent of the Duanmu family and is also the chief of the Fangjing realm and the true master of the same realm.

Compared with Bai Ling's joy, Lord Blood Eagle, who was full of blood-red color and extremely murderous, raised his head directly, looked down at the people below, as if looking at Cao Suga, and shouted sternly: "My brother Duanmu He,

How on earth did you die in this poor and remote place?"

Blood Eagle's words were obviously an apology, which made everyone below him feel cold in their hearts, especially Liu Qingyan and Liu Qingxie. The death of Duanmu He happened to be witnessed by them, and he even had his

The handwriting is like this, and there is a hint of fear in my heart.

Looking around, no one dared to answer. The next second, an invisible pressure of flames filled the surroundings of the Blood Eagle, filling the entire Zifeng Pavilion and wrapping up several pavilions below.

Suddenly, the sound of porcelain falling to the ground under the attic was particularly clear. Many flamers in Zifeng Pavilion were trembling even more at this moment. The people on the seats were also suppressed by this pressure.

I had to be a little out of breath.

"Duanmurong, tell me!"

The blood eagle's anger was like burning firewood. It was so fierce that ordinary people would never be able to utter a single word under the pressure.

However, when Xue Ying called Duan Murong by name, he who had not yet sat down and was holding the golden ball in his hand had a frivolous brow and a strange smile on his lips. The golden ball in his hand made a squeaking sound.

He also knew that he would be questioned about today's matter. After all, Duanmuhe ran Anyang County, and so did he.

Now that Duanmuhe has fallen and he has replaced him, everyone will have such reverie.

But in a big family like the Duanmu Family, there are only eternal interests, how can there be family ties? Under Xue Ying's question, Duan Murong did not answer, but with a smile on his lips, he slowly walked to the giant chair and sat down firmly.

.

"Xue Ying, you don't have to yell here. Don't you know my brother's living habits?" Mr. Lu, who was still drinking tea, put down the tea cup in his hand and looked at Xue Ying beside the giant chair.

scoffed.

On the giant chair, the angry Blood Eagle heard the words of the third-grade flame pattern master in front of him. His face immediately darkened, and then he said with a strong sense of threat, "Lu Xuan, what are you talking about?"

"Giggle... Mr. Lu, what you said is true. Duanmuhe's quirks are indeed a bit unflattering, but after all, he is Uncle Blood Eagle's younger brother. He shouldn't die here, right? What's more, Nuo

Doesn’t the large Anyang County still have a huge business chain?”

"Although his hobbies are not very good, his contribution to the family is still considerable. Brother Rong, tell me, am I right or not?"

What Lu Xuan said did not give in at all, and immediately caused the blood eagle to boil with anger, and it was about to explode. However, just when the latter exploded, Yu in the middle of the seat said softly with an extremely gentle smile.

, at the end of his words, he called Brother Rong in an emphatic tone. Such a call was rare.

In this situation, the implication behind his words was extremely obvious, as if he did not want to throw away the cake of Anyang County, even if it was a "barren land".

Duan Murong stopped holding the golden ball in his hand, looked at the young man in the middle of the seat, and said with a smile: "Brother Yu, what you said is true, the cake is so big, whoever eats it depends on who can produce a bigger cake.

no?"

Duan Murong was full of confidence and with a smile on his face, he looked at Xue Ying and said: "Uncle Xue Ying, I will make up for the two hundred thousand fire stones provided by Uncle He every year. In addition, Anyang County now

There is a situation of great unification, and if Uncle Blood Eagle can settle it, my nephew will donate 800,000 more fire stones every year. With such a quantity of flame stones, I think Uncle Blood Eagle will be able to reach a higher level."

Blood Eagle, who was still burning with anger, heard what Duan Mu Rong said in front of him. His face full of anger turned around and disappeared, and his smile gradually appeared. For him, millions of fire stones were a waste.

, Under such circumstances, his strength will naturally travel thousands of miles day by day, and he is so happy that he has long forgotten the death of Duanmuhe, and turns to look at Duanmu Rong, but he feels a bit comfortable in his heart.

"Haha...Uncle Blood Eagle, how are you? I just said Brother Rong has always been sensible."

Yu, who was sitting on the giant chair, had a face as warm as the east wind. He looked at Duanmu Rong in front of him, as if he had a hint of admiration, but there was a different and unknown look in his eyes.

One million fire stones, that's an astronomical figure. Duan Murong directly dedicated it to the Blood Eagle, and this does not include the existence that was paid to the Duanmu family. In this way, Duan Murong's strength is obviously unreasonable.

Although Duan Muyu is extremely confident in his own strength, he is still somewhat cautious about his peers.

In the face of interests, siblings are just a joke.

What Duan Murong said had an obvious meaning: unifying Anyang would make a contribution. In Xue Ying's view, these were just random things. He didn't take it to heart and instead smiled and said: "Well, I'm quite sensible.

It’s just a matter of unification, so let’s put it aside for now.”

Blood Eagle's explosive temper was instantly restrained, and he even said he would put it aside. Finally, he slowly closed his eyes, the pressure instantly subsided, his figure squirmed, and finally disappeared on the giant chair.

The departure of the Blood Eagle immediately made all the flamers in the hall take a deep breath, and a sense of relief rose from deep in their hearts. Little did they know that the murderous intention just now was as high as the god of death, and now it was for profit.

Forget about the life and death of brothers.

Duan Murong, on the other hand, had some doubts on his face. He was temporarily put aside? It was really not Blood Eagle's habit.

In this way, Duan Muyu saw Xue Ying turn away and look at Duan Mu Rong in front, with a smile on his lips and said: "Yuan Luling, how are you finding?"

What Duan Muyu said was not muddled at all and went straight to the point.

In this way, Duanmu Rong also knew where Xue Ying meant what he said.

"Brother Yu, Yuanlu Ling rarely appears in Anyang County. After searching for it for thousands of times, we only found ten!"

Duan Mu Rong heard what Duan Mu Yu said and knew the latter's purpose. The light of Najie flashed, and strange tokens floated in front of him. Seeing these, Duan Mu Yu frowned slightly, turned around, and passed by with light fingers.

The ten Yuan Deer Orders in front of him were directly out of Duan Murong's control and headed towards Duan Murong.

"Brother Rong has worked hard during this period. Uncle Blood Eagle will definitely unify Anyang County for you in the future."

"Then thank you brother!"

"Oh, by the way, if Yan Cheng discovers any problems or problems, please remember to notify me in the First World!"

In this way, after Duan Muyu made his final explanation, the space around him and Bai Ling squirmed at the same time. The two figures disappeared out of thin air, leaving only three seats. On the ten giant chairs below, six figures also

At this moment, he slowed down his fighting strength and turned towards the bottom of Zifeng Pavilion.

The sound of trampling on the stairs gradually faded away.

On the seat, Duan Murong, who had a slight smile on his face, gradually turned his face away, and slowly lowered the iron ball he raised.

Duan Murong didn't find anything wrong with his previous words, but the last situation in Yan Cheng, informed by First Jie Chen, made his face gradually look ugly.

The departure of Duan Mu Yu and his party members finally allowed Zifeng Pavilion to return to its previous posture. Duan Mu Rong also slowly slumped down on the giant chair, and the golden ball in his hand made a squeaking sound again.

"Mr. Rong, do you really want to share this cake in Anyang County?"

After the flamers under Duanmuyu's control left, Lu Xuan, who was sitting on the seat, slowly raised his old face, looked at the relaxed Duanmu Rong, and asked in confusion, even if there are millions of flame stones,

If they unified Anyang County, they would definitely have a large share.

Duanmurong's move is no different from sharing Anyang County.

What Lu Xuan said immediately attracted many flamers on the seats to watch. They followed Duanmu Rong, and they also coveted the flame stone. Now, the tiger stood out and was about to be robbed. Although they were unhappy, they did not dare at all.

Talk too much.

He just looked at Duan Murong solemnly to see how he would choose.

"Anyang County certainly has a big cake, and it is not easy to build such a situation, but this is definitely not our goal."

Duan Murong's words were extremely ordinary, and others would have thought it was the same as before. However, to the ears of those present, there was a hint of coldness. As a result, everyone below immediately fell silent, and looked at him with courage that they had never had before.

Because, the last time Duan Murong was like this, a massacre occurred.

On top of the huge chair, Duan Murong's light tea table turned around and moved his palms slightly. In this way, everyone finally let go of their hanging hearts and slowly retreated. In the huge hall, only Duan Murong and Lu Xuan were left.

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"Uncle Lu... I still hope that only you and I will know about Yan Cheng!" Duan Murong didn't show his joy or anger. He slowly lifted himself up from his slumped position and looked at the hair in front of him with cold eyes.

Snow-white Luxuan.

I don’t know why, but with the mental power of Luxuan’s third-grade flame pattern master, at this moment, a trace of fear arose in my heart...

In the large hall, candlelight flickered, an old man and a young man sat facing each other, looking at each other speechlessly...