The Evil Lord of All Realms

Mo Yang did have some worries in his heart, but he was not worried about himself, but worried about Feng Rukong.

Now that he has this four-legged divine dragon by his side, this is a huge change for the world of cultivation, because until now, even Feng Rukong doesn’t know that the divine dragon who escaped from the dragon lock city has been subdued by him, and the world doesn’t know either. May know.

Even if he encounters the two immortal realm experts that Xu Qing mentioned, he is not afraid.

He was afraid that the two strong men would find the upper hand first!

And now the surface is calm, but the undercurrent is turbulent. There are too many strong people hiding in every corner, like arrows on a dark string. Once they are shot, it will be hard to guard against.

"Boy, I'm getting some jars of wine, so I can satisfy my craving today!" Shenlong raised his head to face the mouth of the wine jar, holding the wine jar with the mouth facing down in both hands and shaking it constantly, leaving every drop on the wall of the jar. The wine on the table fell into its mouth along the mouth of the altar.

Like an old drunkard who has not tasted fine wine for countless years, he is reluctant to waste a drop.

Mo Yang retracted his thoughts and was stunned when he looked up and saw this scene.

"Boy, don't look at me with that look. I have been suppressed for thousands of years. Is it easy?" Shenlong said without blushing, and continued to shake the wine jar vigorously, and then replaced it with another empty wine jar.

"Four Legs, do you like fishing?"

As he spoke, Mo Yang took out a jar of immortal drunkenness from the Najie and pushed it in front of the four-legged dragon.

Seeing the jar of wine, Shenlong's eyes instantly gleamed. He had seen Mo Yang and the great emperor sitting opposite each other drinking before. How could he not know that this was a rare and fine wine? But at that time, he really didn't dare to move and could only swallow secretly.

It directly shook open the mud seal, raised the wine jar, raised its head and drank half of the jar in one gulp. It kept smashing its mouth, closed its eyes and thought about it for a few breaths before looking at Mo Yang and said: "Boy, what are you talking about? "

"You should have a general understanding of the situation in the cultivation world now. There are many strong people hiding in the dark. I want to catch some first and get rid of some first. If I can catch a few big fish, that would be even better. !" Mo Yang said in a deep voice.

After speaking, Mo Yang thought for a while, then raised his hand to create a restriction, covering the private room.

The four-legged dragon didn't care at all, and responded vaguely while holding the wine jar: "Boy, if you want to fish, go fishing. If you catch big ones, just leave a few for me, and I will roast them and eat them!"

Mo Yang: "..."

He was ready to vomit blood at this moment. He was really talking to a cow. This guy probably really thought he was just going fishing.

He frowned and whispered to himself: "The Imperial City is a good fish pond, but it cannot be in the city, otherwise the ancient city will not be able to bear it..."

After the four-legged guy had had enough wine and food, he followed Mo Yang reluctantly and left the restaurant. It was already dark now.

"Hey, this mundane smoke and fire really makes me nostalgic..."

Then it seemed to remember what Mo Yang said before, and immediately asked: "Boy, aren't you going fishing? Where are you going to fish?"

Mo Yang gave it a blank look. Now he didn't want to talk to this four-legged reptile.

Sijiao Guzi said: "Back then, I met a golden carp in a spiritual pond. That thing was really delicious. You humans have an old saying that the carp leaps over the dragon's gate. I don't know which turtle son said it. It's common sense. I don’t understand, it’s not a dragon, no matter how much it jumps around, it’s just a fish!”

Mo Yang: "..."

However, Sijiao was very cautious. After entering the imperial city, he completely restrained his aura. Coupled with the word-changing scroll used by Mo Yang, no one could see its true identity.

Along the way, Mo Yang was silent, thinking to himself.

Although there are many powerful people walking outside now, and the rules of the Imperial City have become a decoration to a large extent, but no one takes the lead, many powerful people may still have scruples.

After thinking about it, at some point, a man and a dragon had arrived in front of the city gate, just following Mo Yang all the way. At this time, he looked up and saw the city gate, and immediately asked: "Boy, are you leaving now? I am Haven’t you warmed up your butt yet?”

Mo Yang also stopped, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said: "You still have to leave this city for fishing!"

Shenlong was a little suspicious, but when he saw Mo Yang silently walking towards the outside of the city, he followed him.

At the same time, in the two attics in the imperial city, several people were watching Mo Yang.

The two old men dressed as scholars who had entered the imperial city before were now sitting cross-legged on the roof of a loft. The two of them just stared at the figures of Mo Yang and the four-legged dragon silently, but neither of them said anything.

After a few breaths of silence, one of them frowned slightly, as if asking the other person, "Four-legged? Have you heard of this name among the younger generation?"

The other person glanced at the four-legged dragon from a distance, and then said expressionlessly: "I've never heard of it!"

The man then asked: "Are you worried about him?"

The person who just asked the question raised his eyebrows and said: "This young man surnamed Mo holds the imperial weapon, and the people traveling with him may not be ordinary juniors!"

The other man shook his head slightly and said: "I have heard a lot about him. It is said that when he first appeared at the Taoshan Festival, he was surrounded by a few unpopular juniors. On the contrary, he was not the same as the Tianjiao. I have never traveled together before!"

Then both of them stopped talking and slowly closed their eyes. Reading books

In another part of the Imperial City, there was also a pavilion. Two strong men who were reclusive in the Imperial City were also watching Mo Yang and the four-legged dragon.

"He's actually gone. Could this be the reason why you saw the changes before?"

The old monster was also a little confused at this time, and said with some uncertainty: "Maybe it is, maybe it is not!"

The old monster continued: "Didn't you hear? This kid is going fishing, and I'm afraid he wants to go out to shady people. Just wait and see, I'm afraid there will be another big news in a few days!"

…

Outside the gate of the Imperial City, Mo Yang and Sijiao walked out together.

Then Mo Yang took down the jade jue that Feng Rukong gave him and put it into the Star Emperor Tower. Then he silently turned the scroll and restored his original appearance.

Seeing Mo Yang's actions, the four-legged dragon was a little confused, but it didn't ask any more questions.

Does fishing need to restore its true appearance? What it wants to know most is, where is Mo Yang going to fish?

It followed Mo Yang full of doubts, dozens of miles away from the imperial city, and then Mo Yang chose a green mountain, flew to the top of the mountain, and sat down like this.

"Boy, aren't you going fishing?" Shenlong couldn't hold it in any longer and asked.

"The bait is already there, just wait for the fish to take the bait!" Mo Yang responded calmly.

Then he glanced at the four-legged dragon and said, "Stop talking!"

Shenlong looked around suspiciously, then looked at Mo Yang, as if he had thought of something, the brilliance in his eyes flashed, and he said in a low voice: "Boy, are you using yourself as bait to deceive others?"

Mo Yang glanced at the four-legged dragon as if he were an idiot, then quietly closed his eyes to rest without replying.

The Evil Lord of All Realms