Yunli waited for them to digest it for a while, leaving enough time to weigh the pros and cons, and then made a request slowly: "Hand over the person, and we will leave immediately."
The old city lord's eyes flickered, "You little girl has such a big temper. You must know that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. This orange silk ribbon of yours is indeed very powerful, but we are not unable to avoid it."
His cloudy eyes slowly turned, scanning the eight people one by one, and his words were threatening: "I just don't know if the cultivators behind you can resist?"
Yunli rolled her eyes, looking like a fool, "You also said that they are human cultivators."
The old city lord was a little unsure. Generally speaking, monsters and monsters have different paths. When they meet, it's life and death. However, there are many cooperation, especially the monsters who are contracted as spiritual pets. They will fight to the death to protect their master.
His eyes once again passed over several people, and finally landed on Wei Lin, who was standing side by side with Yunli, and asked tentatively: "I heard that spiritual pets are limited by their master's cultivation. Is he your master?"
"Take a guess," Yunli's eyes were calm and she changed the subject with a cool tone, "I am a person who values martial ethics first. When fighting, I always gnaw on the hard bones first, and never crush the soft persimmons first."
The old city owner's eyelids twitched and he couldn't help but look at the swimming orange silk. It was as thin and soft as a cicada's wing, with fine pieces of light orange brilliance flowing, and the dark red moonlight couldn't suppress its brilliance.
At this time, it had lost its previous terrifying power and seemed to be just an ordinary silk yarn. However, the old city lord couldn't help but feel palpitated. He did not dare to stare at it for a long time, and he was not completely sure that he could escape its attack.
He lowered his eyes, thought for a long time, struggled with his expression several times, and finally had no choice but to compromise: "I am not in the city. Counting the time, I have already moved to Fengcheng. You can go to Fengcheng to ask for someone."
Yunli wouldn't believe it if she hadn't searched the whole city herself. She was about to continue practicing Tai Chi and proposed to search the city herself. With a creak, the door of a nearby shop was pushed open and a young man came out.
"Lies! Why did you move to Fengcheng? All the uncles and brothers were obviously killed by you!"
"Duan Xingyi?" Yunli was shocked. He was in the early stage of foundation building and he was still alive!
"Are you still in the city?" The old city owner's eyes widened, and he was more surprised than she was. He turned his head sharply and asked a male ghost next to him, "What's going on with this store? Haven't you searched it?"
The male ghost looked like he had seen a ghost: "Impossible, why are you still in the city?"
He personally led his men to search every inch, and nothing was missed!
Hearing this, Yunli was even more surprised. After the whole search and even hiding under the eyes of the ghost cultivators for several days, Duan Xingyi also had an immortal mansion, right?
"Nothing is impossible." Duan Xingyi walked quickly to Yunli and the others without even looking at them.
He obviously knew what Yunli was really concerned about, and he responded in a clear and coherent manner: "I have searched the city these days, and there is no scent of Fairy An. She has never been here.
Everyone must have come in from different places. We have not met anyone else. Fairy An must have been sent to another place. "
Yunli put away his inspection and confirmed: "There is nothing missing? The City Lord's Mansion has also been searched?"
"Searched." Duan Xingyi was very sure, "I have a little secret method that can shield ghost cultivators. I went to the city lord's mansion on the first day. They revealed in and out that my uncles and senior brothers and I are the only ones these days. Those who arrive at the City Lord’s Mansion will repair it.”
As soon as these words came out, the old city lord's expression changed slightly, "It's so dark under the lamp."
Duan Xing's words were full of temptation, and Duan Xing said quietly: "Don't worry, I didn't eavesdrop on your secrets. If I could get close to you, I would have left long ago."
Wei Linfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Duan Xingyi quietly, and sighed to himself: What a thoughtful thought.
When someone entered the mansion, the city lord was naturally worried that the secret would be leaked. Duan Xingyi pointed it out and dispelled his suspicion.
In this way, the old city lord will not be desperate, and everyone can discuss it.
And the reason why he revealed the special secret was because he needed their protection.
The target of Ah Li and himself is An Ran. Before he is found, if he encounters any danger, he and Ah Li will give priority to protecting him;
After finding An Ran, I will definitely accept his love, and I will not abandon him when danger arises.
In addition, this is also conveying to future travelers like them that his secret method is just like that, just hiding and cultivating, and it is not worth snatching.
In a few words, the danger was eliminated without a sound!
After thinking about it, Wei Lin took the risk to send a message and asked: "Has the city lord's personal attendant arrived? Which one has the lowest cultivation level?"
Duan Xingyi lived up to his expectations and immediately understood what he meant, and replied: "The fourth one behind the old man."
Wei Lin raised his eyes casually and glanced at him. It was a middle-aged male ghost with an ordinary face. His eyes were slightly closed, his face was expressionless and without any characteristics.
Wei Lin then sent a message to Yunli and briefly explained the plan.
Yunli was surprised again. His senior brother's soul was very powerful. It was normal to be careful in transmitting messages so as not to be intercepted by ghost cultivators. However, Duan Xingyi, with a small foundation, was able to transmit messages under the nose of a ghost cultivator with a powerful soul!
incredible!
While thinking about it, she drove Huanshi Ling, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, and captured the city lord's attendant with lightning speed.
The shadow cast by Huanshi Ling on the ghost cultivators was too big. When they saw it flying, the ghost cultivators retreated like lightning and avoided like snakes and scorpions.
Unexpectedly, Chengsha retreated in a flash. When he regained his composure, the city lord's personal attendant was wrapped like a rice dumpling and flew towards the opponent under the tug of Chengsha.
Only then did the ghosts discover in shock that it was not Cheng Ling who would die if he touched it, but something else that threatened them.
Before they could figure out what it was, Wei Lin offered up the soul-sealing bead. Yunli opened the silk gauze in time, and the attendant was taken into the soul-sealing bead.
The whole process happened in just a few breaths, and Yunli Weilin cooperated very well, especially in the latter part when he collected his soul into the pearl, the connection was seamless and they seemed to have a tacit understanding as if they were one person.
After being stunned for a moment, the old city lord was angry and fearful, and asked in a deep voice: "What do you want?"
"Of course I'm leaving." The reaction of the ghost cultivators made Yunli feel reassured. As expected, those who are strong are afraid of those who are violent, and those who are violent are afraid of their own lives.
As long as they cherish their lives.
She smiled slightly: "Isn't it because I am unfamiliar with the place and I need a guide? The city lord won't be so stingy, right?"
The old city lord turned blue with anger. He said a few harsh words and then walked down the steps set up by his subordinates to let Yunli and his party out of the city.
After sending the people away, the old city lord finally vented the anger he had been holding in his heart, raising his hand to stir up a dark wind, destroying the surrounding area.
All the subordinates hurriedly shouted: "City Lord, calm down."
Someone with a quick mind kept persuading: "The other party has an extraordinary origin. To protect the safety of the city, we have no choice but to report this matter to His Highness Tulan as soon as possible."
The old city lord's anger disappeared and he smiled sadly: "Yes, of course such a big matter must be reported to His Highness Tulan!"
After speaking, his voice revealed joy, and he turned briskly back to the city lord's palace. Within a moment, a message was sent to Fengcheng.
(End of chapter)
