"You are like farts, not at all."

When Lin Xing returned to Tianshi Building, Ye Yu, who had cooked tea, poured Lin Xing a cup, his face full of teasing.

This guy had previously forced Tang Wenchuan to completely remove the Third Demon City from this guarded place.

But now, I agreed to Mo Lu's conditions again.

To describe it as speaking like farts, she probably thought that Lin Xing was a little overbearing.

Lin Xing picked up the teacup, sniffed the tea fragrance gently, and said with a smile on his lips: "If possible, of course I want to remove the Third Demon City from this guardian land.

Although I believe that if Baimeng City and the Third Demon City really start fighting, there might be a miracle that can completely remove the Third Demon City, but by that time, how many people will be left in Baimeng City?"

After the words came, Lin Xing took a sip of tea, and continued with a flash of light in his eyes: "And there is one thing we all want to think about, but we can't think about it.

There is no one in Baimeng City, but there is no one in real life. The people from the Third Demon City have been beaten up, but behind them are a big domain, they are fully capable of refilling a Third Demon City in a short time."

"So, what you said before was all angry?" Ye Yu's eyelashes flashed, and he added a cup of tea to Hua Yiqi and Liu Wangchuan who were sitting next to him.

Lin Xing understood what Ye Yu said.

He put down the teacup, crossed his hands slightly, and sighed, "It's not an angry word, but really want to remove the Third Demon City, but I know very well that Baimeng City is not the Shoutian City."

"It's already very good to achieve this effect."

Liu Wangchuan glanced at Lin Xing and said with a smile on his lips.

Even before, Baimeng City could not have two-fifths of the territory of this guarded place.

It can even be said that if Lin Xing had not been involved in Baimeng City's affairs, Baimeng City would have two-fifths of the territory of this guarded place now.

Even the remaining one-fifth of the territory cannot be kept.

So this effect is already considered excellent.

Moreover, Lin Xing has gained a lot of cheapness. At least the Third Magic City will give up one-third of its territory and let Lin Xing form a food city.

Lin Xing didn't say anything, but just picked up the tea cup and drank the tea in small sips.

This result is of course good for the cultivators in Baimeng City.

But for me, it's not a good result.

But he is too lazy to care about too many gains and losses now.

There is no way. In the face of such a major event, you cannot only consider yourself, but also think from the overall perspective.

This is a responsibility, and it is a responsibility that must be borne by a powerful practitioner!!

"Are you planning to leave?"

Seeing that Lin Xing didn't say anything, Liu Wangchuan asked Lin Xing about it by changing the subject.

Lin Xing nodded slightly and didn't say much.

I can't handle the aftermath.

Moreover, Baimeng City is the largest in Tang Wenchuan.

I have already won all the benefits I can win for Baimeng City.

The next thing depends on Tang Wenchuan himself.

"Where to go? Go back to Shoutian City?"

Ye Yu's eyes flashed slightly twice, and then he looked at Lin Xing without blinking.

The itinerary of people like me can be understood from some subtle details.

But whenever Lin Xing does something, he is almost completely unfathomable.

"Don't worry, I have to solve the things I did a few years ago."

Lin Xing gently shook his head at Ye Yu, put down the teacup and walked upstairs.

Walking on the stairs, Lin Xing suddenly stopped and turned to Liu Wangchuan and said, "You can stay here next. When you break through to the Supreme Emperor Realm, remember to remind me."

Liu Wangchuan looked at Lin Xing's back as he went upstairs and smiled bitterly helplessly.

This place with a larger sesame seeds is like a cage.

However, I am likely to break through to the Supreme Emperor Realm here next.

Even if it is small, I have to endure the impatientness in my heart and leave after breaking through to the Supreme Emperor Realm.

...

The third magic city, Mo Lu appeared.

He stood in the sky, lowered his head and looked at the terrifying cultivators fighting outside the Third Demon City.

Looking at the desperate practitioners, Mo Lu's expression changed slightly.

There was also a thoughtful look in his eyes.

At this moment, he vaguely saw the meaning of Lin Xing’s so-called battle…

Of course, the point he saw was about the meaning of other people's fighting, not about himself, nor about his own domain.

He sighed in his heart, Mo Lu didn't think too much, and the momentum on his body suddenly burst out.

That aura belonging to the realm of Emperor Yan directly suppressed the entire audience.

Those weak cultivators, under that surging momentum, had the courage to fight, even the strength in their bodies was not raised.

And those powerful cultivators were all pale and did not dare to continue to take action.

Just as Mo Lu was about to speak, a look of surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes.

In his sight, those cultivators belonging to Baimeng City were all suppressed by their own momentum, with their backs straight, and their eyes were full of arrogance.

"Is the... low-end version of the cultivator of the Shoutian City?"

Mo Lu felt shocked from the bottom of her heart while murmuring to herself.

I am a person at the level of Emperor Wu, although I look particularly embarrassed in front of Lin Xing.

But to put it simply, apart from those old monsters who are infinitely close to the Supreme Emperor Realm, only a few people like Lin Xing can bring supreme pressure to themselves.

But in this way, the cultivators in Baimeng City are actually trying to resist their momentum.

This made him have to admit that the bones of these practitioners were very hard.

At the same time, he also had a great longing in his heart, and he wanted to know what the cultivator of the Heavenly City was like...

How hard are their bones...

All the thoughts in my mind were ups and downs, and Mo Lu appeared in the sight of countless practitioners.

He looked at all the cultivators present with calm eyes. After watching for a long time, he spoke: "The battle between Baimeng City and the Third Demon City is over. The lord of the Third Demon City and Baimeng City... The deputy lord of the city is invited to Tianshi Building of the Third Demon City to discuss the aftermath."

When the Third Demon City Lord heard this, his expression was slightly dazed.

But soon, he came to his senses.

But there was a hint of bitter smile on the corner of his mouth.

Mo Lu will lose, haven’t he guessed it long ago?

The reason why he couldn't accept it for a while was because he didn't expect Mo Lu to lose so quickly.

Tang Wenchuan was stunned at first, but he quickly guessed the cause and effect.

He raised his hand and his voice resounded throughout the battlefield: "The monks of Baimeng City, return to the city!!!"
Chapter completed!