Breaking the Formation Spirit Shuttle! Golden elixir demon cultivator!
Hearing this, everyone in the White Crane Tower was shocked. Most of the people who came to the White Crane Tower were monks, so they naturally knew what these meant.
Looking at the horrified expressions on everyone's faces with satisfaction, the monk with a short beard continued, "In my opinion, Luoyao City will be unable to resist the monster sooner or later, and once Luoyao City is defeated, next, It’s us, Linyuan City, who are facing the beast tide!”
"When the time comes, hehe!"
As the short-bearded monk said these words, the White Crane Tower suddenly fell into silence. The original high-pitched talk disappeared without a trace, leaving only the curl of music on the high platform.
Hearing this, not only Lingchu, but also the expressions on Jiang Yanzhi and Mo Huai's faces changed. Even the rather nervous Qin Mo and the unworldly Jiao Zheng noticed something was wrong.
"There's something wrong with this monk." Mo Huai, the oldest and a casual cultivator with considerable experience and knowledge, said through his voice as he glanced at the short-bearded monk with a vague look in his eyes.
Lingchu put down the silver stick in his hand and twirled the small teacup. His eyes fell on the elegant orchids embossed on the jade teacup. With a slight smile on his face as always, he also transmitted the message, "Luoyao City is trapped, the human race When there is an attack on the town, the news is blocked. I didn’t expect that there are people who know these things so well in a small restaurant.”
"Moreover, among the human races who came today, even the Sword Studio in charge of Linyuan City, only the monks with Jindan or above knew why this group of human races came." Jiang Yanzhi didn't know how he learned about this, but , everyone thought of the respectful attitude of the Jianzhai disciples towards Jiang Yanzhi along the way, and also thought that Linyuan City was the territory under the jurisdiction of Jianzhai after all, so there was not much doubt.
"I have also heard Senior Brother Si Bai say that not everyone in Luo Yao City knows about the attack on human towns." Jiao Zheng also had great curiosity about Senior Brother Si Bai. , Therefore, on the way to Yuancheng, Jiao Zheng had found many opportunities to chat with Si Bai, so he naturally knew a thing or two about the situation.
Mo Huai didn't have the intelligence that many people had, but based on his years of experience, he had an intuition that something was wrong with this person.
Qin Mo, on the other hand, has been quietly listening to everyone's analysis, nodding from time to time by drinking tea.
Several people secretly communicated and discussed, but the monk with a short beard over there continued to incite people.
As expected, when he heard a monk anxiously asking what to do, the monk with a short beard showed a smile on his face, and his eyes were filled with success.
"When the beast tide comes, we monks will definitely be the ones to resist, while those mortals who have no power to restrain the chickens will definitely hide behind us and use our blood to exchange the vitality of those mortals, and , I also heard that those mortals in West City can still receive supplies from Linyuan City every day? You know, those things originally belong to us Linyuan City people."
"Before the beast tide came, we people in Linyuan City had to take out what we had in our pockets to feed them. But when the beast tide comes, we still have to sacrifice our lives to feed them. How unfair! How unfair!"
"Every time I think about this, I always feel very uncomfortable in my heart. What's the use of raising those mortals? It's better to send them to the front line of Demon Falling City to serve as bait for the beast tide, which can be of some use."
Having said this, the monk with a short beard made a look of hatred on his face, clenched his fist and hit the table. His tone was full of pity and unwillingness, which made people feel shaken.
After analysis by Lingchu and others, when Qin Mo and Jiao Zheng listened to the short-bearded monk's words again, they felt that they were full of malice, and the expressions on their faces were a little uneasy.
In fact, Qin Mo frowned, and a faint burning sensation appeared in his palms.
"Don't be impulsive." Lingchu stretched out his hand to pick up the white porcelain orchid teapot on the table, and held up the cyan sleeves embroidered with lotus patterns with one hand. The silver antique bracelet gently collided with the delicate wrist, while explaining what Qin Mo had seen in front of him. Adding tea to the tea cup at the bottom, he said.
Qin Mo listened to the clear and soft voice in his ear, raised his head and glanced at Lingchu again, suppressing the anxiety in his heart.
"Are we going to just listen to that person fanning the flames and inciting people's hearts?" Qin Mo raised his tea cup and drank a gulp of tea. The cold tea flowed down his throat and went straight into his chest. Although it calmed him down a little, he still felt a little angry in his heart. Unfair.
"A disciple of Chiyang Dao Sect, his temperament is quite suitable for the sect." Looking at Qin Mo's peach blossom eyes that seemed to be lit with two clusters of flames, Jiang Yanzhi suddenly smiled and said.
Upon hearing Jiang Yanzhi's words, Qin Mo immediately forgot his anger just now and turned to look at Jiang Yanzhi with peach blossom eyes.
Seeing Qin Mo being so easily diverted by Jiang Yanzhi, Lingchu and Mo Huai both smiled softly.
Although Jiao Zheng was just like Qin Mo, he knew it later, but after all he had the advantage of age. Compared to Qin Mo, he was calmer. Seeing Qin Mo's angry look, he couldn't help but send a message to him.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, Junior Sister Yu, they are right. We can't take action here. If we make a big fuss, it will only make this matter more difficult."
If they attack the short-bearded monk now, this matter will really become a big deal. By then, what was originally just some suspicion will turn into something different, especially since Jiang Yanzhi is still a disciple of Jianzhai, or in other words, Especially at their table, most of them were disciples of major sects.
When the time comes, the short-bearded monk says that they are trying to cover up the situation, and the impact of this matter will really expand all of a sudden.
It’s hard to clean up.
Rumors can only be rumors.
Therefore, they cannot take action here.
At this moment, Qin Mo really calmed down, knowing that Jiang Yanzhi was deliberately changing the subject. Although he always felt that Jiang Yanzhi was not teasing him, he still knew what was good and what was wrong.
He remembered what his master said. His master always said that he still had the temperament of a child.
Qin Mo had always been unconvinced in the past, but now, in front of these people, he felt that he really had the temper of a child.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, don't be discouraged. People grow up slowly. The more they experience, the more they grow." Lingchu smiled and comforted Qin Mo with sincere words as if teaching a junior.
Qin Mo's face darkened slightly and he looked at Lingchu helplessly, "Fellow Daoist Yu, I remember that you are several years younger than me."
Lingchu chuckled, "Fellow Daoist Qin, heroes don't care where they come from, and seniors don't care about their age."
The two people's transmission did not avoid the other people. After just a few words, Mo Huai laughed loudly, Jiao Zheng also clenched his fist to cover his mouth and snickered. Even Jiang Yanzhi raised his teacup to cover the smile at the corner of his mouth. meaning.
