Starting from the control of Hongmeng, fishing for the heavens

Mu Bai's gaze also followed these seven or eight famous martial artists.

The cultivation base of the two reached the peak, and the rest are in the category of great masters.

The population of the entire Demon City is tens of millions, and it is quite normal that two top masters and several great masters were born.

"Uncle... why are you here?"

At the same time, Wenren Muyue greeted a middle-aged man with a rich complexion.

This plump middle-aged man is called Wenren Qixin, he is the younger brother of the current Chinese Emperor Wenren Jingzhi, and also the younger uncle of Wenren Muyue's two sisters.

After the separation of the royal family, they have been in charge of the branch on the Modu side.

"Uncle Cai was eating at the hotel just now. Hearing that Guixu came to make trouble, he hurriedly contacted many famous martial arts masters in Shanghai, and then came to help together. How is the situation now?"

Wenren Qixin glanced at the chaotic scene and asked in a deep voice.

Chapter 248

"I have tried two times, fortunately I am not disgraceful..."

Wenren Muyue roughly told the situation once.

"So, we have already won two dragon talismans? Haha, good, very good! You have done a very good job, and you have not insulted the prestige of our Chinese martial arts world and the royal family."

Everyone who heard it burst into laughter.

"Father, your son's face is ugly like a pig's head after being beaten by outsiders, are you still in the mood to laugh?"

At this moment, Wenren frivolously covered his flushed face and walked over full of grievances.

"Frivolous, what's going on? Who beat you?"

Wenren Qixin was taken aback, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

There is only such a son under his knee, and now he is beaten like this?

It just doesn't make sense!

"It was my master who beat me. If I hadn't begged for mercy, my cousin might not be able to keep his arms."

Talking about this matter, Wenren Muling still looked angry.

"Mu Ling, who is your master?"

Wenren Qixin frowned tightly, his face was cloudy and uncertain.

"Master, come here~"

Wenren Muling turned and trotted away, dragged Mu Bai not far away, and said proudly:

"Uncle, this is my master, the second-generation disciple of Hongmeng Town Tiangong, white clothes stained with frost, if he hadn't made the move just now, we would have lost by now, and my sister and I are probably now hostages of Guixu."

"Hongmeng Town Tiangong? Are you a disciple of the Immortal Sect?"

Wenren Qixin looked at Mubai coldly, his eyes were full of astonishment and doubt.

"That's not right, there are only three disciples of Hongmeng Town Tiangong in the secular world. They are Mu Bai, Ma Xiaoling, and Meng Qianqian. When did someone named Baiyi come?"

"That's right... where did this white dress come from?"

Those who questioned were the seven or eight famous martial arts masters who arrived later and hundreds of young Tianjiao from the martial arts world in the magic capital.

Hearing these gossip, Mu Bai curled his lips, really too lazy to explain.

Because he disdains!

"Seniors, we sisters can guarantee that this white robe is really a disciple of Zhentian Palace. We have had contact and intersection in Xianxia Secret Realm before."

Wenren Muyue frowned and said.

Although she doesn't have much cold for Mubai, but she has known each other for a while.

Judging from some clues, there is no doubt that Mu Bai is indeed a disciple of Zhentian Palace.

"Eldest princess, second princess, you are still young and inexperienced, so you can't stand up to the sweet talk of outsiders. It's normal to be deceived by others. I can be very sure that this white-clothed disciple is currently pretending to be a disciple of Tiantian Palace." , with bad intentions."

At this moment, a determined voice clearly reached everyone's ears from more than ten meters away, showing a good martial arts cultivation.

As the crowd dispersed, I saw a sedan chair with eight people coming slowly.

The sedan chairs were carried by eight warriors who were cultivated at the ninth rank of Xiantian. Along the way, there were many young girls in ancient costumes dressed in fancy clothes. They walked slowly with the sedan chair, carrying flower baskets in their hands. Spread out some petals.

One time!

The whole street is filled with a strange floral fragrance.

"It's a big show, who is the person in this sedan chair?"

"This kind of retro ostentation is simply nondescript in a modern city street. Isn't it too much pretentious?"

"Shh, if you don't want to die, shut up quickly, this kind of eight-person sedan chair, and the ostentation of throwing flowers along the way, in China, only the Long family, a hermit family, has such a custom!"

"Hiss~ You mean to come from the Zhongnan Mountains, a disciple of the Long Family, a hermit family?"

The crowd went into a complete commotion.

The ordinary people who eat melons are still a little unclear, but the faces of the seven or eight martial arts masters present and hundreds of young martial arts talents from the magic city have changed dramatically.

Throughout China, in terms of martial arts schools, Shaolin, Wudang, Emei... the seven schools are most familiar to the world.

But apart from these seven blessed lands, there are also many hidden martial arts families.

These martial arts hermit families generally don't care about world affairs and concentrate on cultivation.

The background is also very extraordinary, and a few of them are even surrounded by strong people in the Creation Realm.

And the Long family in the Zhongnan Mountains is one of the best.

Amidst the sound of gasping one after another, the eight-person sedan stood firmly in the middle of the road. As the curtain of the sedan chair was lifted, a slender young man stepped over the sedan chair slowly.

This person has an extraordinary handsome face. He is wearing a black narrow-sleeved gown with auspicious clouds embroidered with gold thread on the cuffs. He has an elegant temperament and a compelling bearing.

To describe it in common language, it is handsome and scumbag.

"So handsome~"

Wenren Mu Linghao folded his wrists together, committing a nympho again.