Don't dare to mess with [system]

Seeing Su Liu's reaction like this, even Mo Shaocong panicked, and lowered his voice, "What's wrong?"

Su Liu closed his eyes for a moment and didn't answer. The room was suddenly extremely quiet, and he could even hear the crackling sound of the ginkgo tree burning outside. After a while, he took a deep breath and said: "can not say."

Hearing this, Mo Shaocong frowned, but didn't ask any more questions. He nodded and said, "I see, I'll report back to Master."

As he spoke, he stood up, Su Liu stopped him and said, "Don't worry, let me think about it."

He held his feather fan, bit his lip and racked his brains. Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he took out a chessboard from the storage bag. The chessboard was not big, only the size of two palms of an adult man, with vertical and horizontal lines and tight lines. Arranged, it looks very ordinary.

Su Liu looked at this chessboard and let out a deep breath. This is the treasure of their master, the Xinghe chessboard. It is made of ten thousand-year-old Chunmu heart. The lines are drawn with 3000-year-old Yan Luo flower juice. In ancient and modern times, it was the first time Su Liu used it formally since he took over to test luck and see the secrets of the sky, so he inevitably felt a little uneasy.

Seeing his cautious and nervous appearance, Mo Shaocong couldn't help feeling a little stressed, and said hesitantly, "Why don't you just forget about it?"

Su Liu shook his head, made a tactic with both hands, and a burst of spiritual power entered the chessboard. After a while, the dense golden lines on the chessboard suddenly lit up, and the streamer turned, which was really beautiful.

After deliberating for a long time, he cautiously made the most appropriate choice. He took out a blank talisman. Su Liu bit his fingertips and quickly drew on it with blood. The speed dazzled Mo Shaocong. Without seeing it clearly, the talisman burned.

After the faint green flames burned out, the ashes fell lightly on the chessboard, blended into it in the blink of an eye, and disappeared. Mo Shaocong couldn't figure it out: "This..."

Before he finished speaking, a gray shadow suddenly appeared on the chessboard. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a phantom of a chess piece. Then, gray phantoms of chess pieces appeared one after another, arranged randomly.

As the chess pieces were arranged, Su Liu's face gradually eased. He stretched out his hand and flicked them, and all the chess pieces disappeared, and said, "Please tell the city lord, this time we only need to ensure that the Tianzihao's reward order leaves Yancheng smoothly. be safe and sound.”

Mo Shaocong heaved a sigh of relief, then smiled and said, "I don't know what the origin of that man is? Why didn't Master just arrest him? From my point of view, the reward is still very exciting."

Su Liu put away the chessboard and said casually: "It's true that the sword is faster than the brain, and you don't even think about it. Who would spend such a high price to capture an extremely ordinary mortal alive? Only those shallow-skinned mallets will be fooled. If The person who issued the reward order really has artifacts and artifacts in his hands, how amazing is his own cultivation? Isn’t it like picking a mortal out of a pocket, why is it so troublesome?”

Hearing what he said, Mo Shaocong took a deep breath, frowned and said, "Why is it so messy?"

"The city lord's thoughts are right, don't get involved," Su Liu looked up at him with a solemn expression, and said, "I have a jade slip here, take it back to the city lord, and ask him to take a closer look. Not to be taken lightly."

When Mo Shaocong agreed, Su Liu took out a jade slip and handed it to him, and the two exchanged a few more words of greeting before Mo Shaocong left.

When the footsteps gradually went away, Su Liu let out a big breath. The sweat on his back had already soaked through his clothes. At this moment, a little chill seeped into his bones. He stood up, his feet were still a little soft, and stood still. After a long time, Su Liu suddenly said to himself: "I will try my best, but I can't stay here for long..."

As he was speaking, he suddenly remembered the situation displayed on the chessboard, and the shuddering sense of fear captured his whole mind again, Su Liu murmured: "I can't say, I can't say..."

Since there is no way to say, there is only one way. Su Liu looked around. He promised his master that he would settle in Yancheng for ten years. Today, it happens to be ten years. They are all familiar to him, even his close friend Mo Shaocong, now that he wants to give up, he doesn't feel much reluctance in his heart.

It can be seen that people who cultivate the Dao have practiced hard for decades, not only to cultivate their mind and body, but even the little bit of blood in their hearts has also been cultivated to the cold.

As night falls, the lights of Fangshi are also lit up one after another. In the night, the stars are dotted together, and they gather together lively, like fireflies. Going there, the city lord's mansion is standing quietly in the direction closest to the east city.

Light footsteps walked through the silent alley, giving off a little inaudible echo. Occasionally, the noise of people outside the alley could be heard, as if it was another world.

another world?

The sound of footsteps stopped abruptly, the sword came out of its sheath, and there was a slight sound. The sharp blade reflected the bright light, which made people feel chilled. Mo Shaocong turned around slowly, and then frowned slightly. no one.

Just when doubts arose in his heart, suddenly, a violent wind swept by, and something rushed towards him, almost making him unable to stand still.

The wind came and went quickly, Mo Shaocong stood still for a moment, then lightly brushed his sleeves, put his sword back into its sheath, turned around and continued walking towards the east of the city.

As the silver moonlight fell, a piece of snow-white paper slowly fell to the ground, stained with dust, and then stepped on by a foot. Su Liu's voice sounded in the silent alley, calling out the name of the person ahead: "Shao Cong ?”

The man turned his head, glanced this way, but said nothing, Su Liu frowned slightly, and said frankly, "I'm leaving."

Mo Shaocong seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then nodded his head in the distance. Su Liu thought he would say something, but he didn't. He watched the figure of the man gradually disappear into the corner of the alley. And indifferent, as if looking at someone who is not related.

Su Liu took a deep breath, and wanted to tell him again that the jade slip must be handed over to the city lord himself, but he never expected that Mo Shaocong would leave in such a hurry that he didn't even have time to finish his sentence. , I have already done my best and listened to the destiny, what happens in the future depends on everyone's chance...

In the East City Lord's Mansion, Mo Shaocong entered the mansion unimpeded all the way, and casually asked a servant: "Where is Master?"

The man replied: "The city lord is in the back garden."

Although the back garden of the City Lord's Mansion is not small, Mo Shaocong knows where his master often goes. There is a lake in the garden. Although it is late autumn at this time, there are still lotus flowers blooming in the lake, the fragrance is floating, the moonlight is splashing, faintly A small pavilion can be seen in the center of the lake, and a thin layer of light appears dimly outside the small pavilion, covering the entire pavilion in it, airtight.

Mo Shaocong then unsheathed the sword, handed it out flatly, and a huge sword aura rushed towards the Huxin Pavilion. Wherever it passed, the pink and white lotus flowers were all broken, and the petals were sucked into the sword aura. The sharp sword intent was torn to pieces, and the sword energy composed of broken petals, like a huge torrent, rushed towards the pavilion in the middle of the lake, unstoppable.

The sword energy collided with the light shield outside the pavilion in the center of the lake, and the spiritual energy surged, tearing the light shield roughly. Mo Shaocong held the sword in one hand, stepped on the sword energy, and fled into the pavilion as quickly as lightning.

The petals fell freely, and the man's voice sounded low and deep: "I haven't seen you for a day, but my swordsmanship has improved a lot."

Mo Shaocong cupped his hands and replied modestly: "It's just a coincidence."

The city lord Bai Rusong pointed to the stone bench opposite, and said, "Sit down, tell me, how is it going?"

Mo Shaocong glanced at the stone bench, sat down as he said, and replied: "They were just passing through Yancheng, and my apprentice took them to buy some pills and talismans. It seems that they want to go to the Million Demon Mountain."

"Million Monster Mountain?" Bai Rusong was slightly taken aback, then suddenly smiled and said, "It's interesting."

He lightly tapped the stone table with his fingertips, and asked slowly, "Did you take them to Su Liu's place?"

Mo Shaocong nodded, Bai Rusong said, "What did Su Liu say?"

Mo Shaocong took out the jade slips, handed them over with both hands, and said: "Su Liu said, Master will know it at a glance."

With a flick of Bai Rusong's fingertips, the jade Jianjian flew over obediently and landed in his hand. He put the jade slip on his forehead without hesitation, and took it off after a while, with a thoughtful expression on his face. After a while, he said, "Have you seen the jade slips?"

Mo Shaocong shook his head and said, "No."

Bai Rusong raised his eyes, glanced at him, and said, "Why are you talking so little today? Su Liu said in the jade slip that you will go to the Million Demon Mountain with that group of people, are you willing?"

Mo Shaocong frowned slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it, he just said: "It's all up to the master."

Bai Rusong looked at the crescent moon in the sky, and said without hesitation: "Su Liu is a direct disciple of the school of divine calculation. His master Tianjizi once promised me to guard Yancheng for 50 years. You may have heard of him. No. 40 years, he kept his disciples to watch for him for the last ten years .”

When he said this, he suddenly said: "Today is the tenth year."

Bai Rusong paused, and said, "Did Su Liu tell you?"

Mo Shaocong replied: "When the disciple came back, he said goodbye to me."

"Sure enough..." Bai Rusong rubbed the small jade slip, and murmured, "The Tianjizi back then, and the Suliu now, must have gotten into something...but," he changed the subject, and said: " The city is where my luck lies, no matter what happens, I will never leave."

"Shao Cong, just as Su Liu said, you find a way to follow those people to the Million Demon Mountain."

Mo Shaocong nodded and replied, "Yes."

Bai Rusong looked at him, and his tone softened: "You are the most proud disciple in my life. With the golden core stage cultivation base, you can see the avenue of swordsmanship, and you are even three-thirds of the teacher in the past. This is a risky journey, and you must protect yourself."

"The disciple understands."

Bai Rusong waved his hand: "Go."

Watching the indigo figure disappear into the night, Bai Rusong's face suddenly darkened. On the stone table opposite, a piece of talisman paper floated down, with dark golden lines drawn on it, without any reaction.