"My lord, that's it!" In the hall of the Casting Hall, a person who looked like a subordinate was half-kneeling on the ground, reporting to the head Li Batian.

Li Batian's face was expressionless, and he waved his hand slightly to let his subordinates retreat, and sat upright on the seat, making it impossible to see what kind of thoughts he had in his heart.

Three years ago, the Casting Hall suffered many unknown losses, and up to now, under the vigorous investigation, although there were some gains, it was impossible to determine the whereabouts of the other party.

And a few days ago, Li Fengyun, the son of the hall master Li Batian, and the second prince of the Great Xia Empire died in the Cuiyan Tower at the same time, which was like adding fuel to the fire, making Li Batian, who was already angry, break out again.

That night, if it weren't for Xia Mingfang, one of the ancestors of the royal family, to stop him, I am afraid that the people of that night would inevitably be burned to ashes under his anger.

Even so, Li Batian still did not let go of the people who guarded Li Fengyun in the Casting Hall except for the guards of the Xia family, and his actions made all the people in the Casting Hall silent, and when facing Li Batian, he was cautious, for fear of provoking him to get angry again.

And at this time, after getting what the person said before, coupled with the clues obtained before, it will definitely be able to eliminate the person who secretly destroyed the Casting Hall, Li Batian's anger can be vented, and they, the people below, can also breathe a sigh of relief and no longer have to live in fear.

After a while, Li Batian, who was silent, opened his mouth indifferently, causing the people below to gather a spirit: "Li Wuyi, notify the Xia family"

"Yes!"

"Li Liuyi, order Li Chengfeng to close the net!"

"Yes!"

"The rest, come with me!"

......

Wang Mo looked at the small courtyard where he had lived for three years, silently packed up the last belongings, put the array plate and casting furnace in the casting room into the storage ring, and even the walls of his characteristics were removed and installed one by one.

I plan to go out to seek a breakthrough, and I don't know how long it will take to come back, these things must be taken away, otherwise, when I get to other places, I will have to trouble again, but fortunately, there is a storage ring, and his own strength is far beyond ordinary people, and it is naturally much more convenient to pack it up.

As the last piece of earth wall was put into the ring, the small courtyard became the situation when Wang Mo first arrived here.

With a long breath, he took one last look at the small courtyard where he had lived for three years, Wang Mo slowly turned around and left, disappearing around the corner of the street, conniving at someone to find that the people who lived here had disappeared, and that was many days later.

In the past three years, Wang Mo has been living in seclusion, mostly honing his skills and learning, and rarely having the opportunity to deal with people, so that most of the people around him don't know him, and when they meet occasionally, they are just passers-by.

Therefore, there was no one to say goodbye to Wang Mo.

"It's time to go see the potatoes!" Thinking of potatoes, a smile crossed the corner of Wang Mo's mouth, perhaps, in the past few years, except for thinking of potatoes, he didn't know when he had a smile.

Although the potato was sent to the mountains by him for more than two years, its attachment to Wang Mo has not changed at all, and every time they meet, there will always be a coquettishness, like a child.

In this regard, Wang Mo felt quite relieved in his heart, two lives, counted as nearly forty years, feeling that Wang Mo, who had entered the age of not being confused, although he sometimes felt lonely, but the attachment of potatoes to him made his heart warm from time to time.

Although Wang Mo's current cultivation has reached the point of being unattainable for ordinary people, he still likes to rush with his legs, because the feeling of rushing in this way can make him always remember that he is a person, not those so-called strong people who regard human life as a mustard.

"Huh?" Wang Mo, who was strolling along, suddenly frowned slightly.

Although the person only glanced at it, Wang Moliuzhi was so keen, and that kind of scrutinizing gaze fell on him, and he naturally reacted.

But Wang Mo didn't look at the other party, still pretending not to know, and walked forward slowly, but his scrutiny secretly dispersed and probed around.

Under the sense of his powerful divine sense, everything within a radius of the surrounding kilometers was clearly displayed in his mind.

I saw a few people whose faces looked ordinary, but their eyes were always intentional or unintentional, glancing at Wang Mo's back, although they were very well disguised, but Wang Mo's divine sense was so powerful, under the all-round scan, the slightest movement would expose their intentions.

"Stalking?" Seeing such a situation, Wang Mo still didn't understand that he was being followed, although he didn't know who the other party was, but from the slightest hostility from them, he knew that they were friends and foes.

What's more, Wang Mo has not had too much intersection with others in the past three years in Xiajing, and even Yang Shan'er, who has a great relationship with him, has not recognized her for the sake of her safety.

In this way, only the people of the Casting Hall who remember him will follow him!

Thinking of this, Wang Mo secretly said in his heart: "I still underestimate these big forces!"

I felt that I had never shown my true face, and my whereabouts were quite secretive, and I was not afraid that I would be known by outsiders, but I didn't expect to be found by someone, and it seemed that I had made arrangements for myself.

Wang Mo sneered secretly, even if they knew, with his current strength, if he wanted to leave here, no one would be able to stop him!

Even though he knew that he was being followed, he felt that there was no danger, so Wang Mo pretended not to know anything and continued to move forward, and those who were following him, without knowing that they had been exposed, were still hanging not far behind Wang Mo.

......

"Da Da Da!" The East City Gate, which was originally full of people coming and going in an orderly manner, fell into chaos with the arrival of a large group of knights.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, block the gates!"

A team of brightly armored guards of the Imperial Guards quickly separated the crowd and closed the city gates, and the pedestrians who walked slowly were pushed open by their brutality!

Under such behavior, no one dared to resist at all, after all, the clothes of those people all showed their identities to people, and the royal guards were in Xia Jing, and no one dared to provoke them.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know!"

"Looks like something big is happening!"

"Whatever, just watch the excitement!"

There were many voices of discussion in the crowd, some were indifferent, some were curious, some hurried away, and the behavior varied, but everyone knew that something must have happened when the royal guard acted like this.

And the person led by this team of centaurs is none other than Xia Mingfang, who received news from the Casting Hall that the person who killed Xia Wuya had been found by them, and tried to get out of the city, so they quickly sent someone to stop him.

As the person in charge of this matter, Xia Mingfang naturally had to come in person, not to mention, it was one of the heirs of the royal family who died, if he couldn't understand it, then the royal family would inevitably become the laughing stock of the empire like a casting hall!

Before, there were one after another accidents in the Casting Hall, and the royal family did not take these things less, and sneered at the people of the Casting Hall, plus three years ago, the Casting Hall arrogantly demanded to erase the Huayun Pavilion, although a large amount of resources were paid, but the Huayun Pavilion, as an old-school force in the empire, was even more meritorious to the empire when it was founded.

But Li Batian actually ignored the imperial face at all and forcibly started a war with Huayun Pavilion, although he didn't know why the clan suppressed this matter, Xia Mingfang, who felt that he had lost his royal face, was quite dissatisfied with this matter.

Unexpectedly, three years later, one of his heirs died in Cuiyan Building with Li Fengyun, the son of Li Batian, which made him have nowhere to vent his anger.

Knowing the exact news from the Casting Hall early this morning, Xia Ming conveniently led his people to the city gate non-stop, waiting for the people in the mouth of the Casting Hall to come.

He wanted to see who was so bold as to dare to kill the people of the royal family, Xia Mingfang, who felt that he had lost face in front of Li Batian, hated the person who killed Xia Wuya.

Although he didn't know why the people of the Casting Hall had not seen him for a long time, Xia Mingfang felt that he could deal with it alone, so he didn't pay much attention to it, after all, he had already learned that there was only one person on the other side.

Although the death of the two is strange, it can only show that the other party's sneak attack skills are too clever, and such a person, once exposed in broad daylight, does not have much combat effectiveness.

Xia Mingfang, who felt that he could eat Wang Mo, sat on horseback like this, standing quietly in front of the city gate, waiting for the person to appear.

......

"Hmph, Li Batian, what do you mean by this?" In front of the branch of the Bichao Sect, an old man glared at Li Batian in front of him and said in a deep voice.

"Bi Haifeng, hand over Yang Shan'er and Qin Sulan, the two little sluts, and we can be safe!" Li Batian looked at the old man expressionlessly and said.

"Don't say that the two of them are disciples of my Bichao Sect, even if they aren't, you hurt the people of my sect in front of my sub-department, and you still want people, it's just a fool's dream!" Bi Haifeng glanced at several wailing disciples on the ground and flatly refused.

Don't talk about anything else, just because the Bichao Sect is the top force in the Great Xia cultivation world, it can't tolerate others being so bullied.

What's more, Li Batian came to the door without saying the reason, he hurt people and asked for people, which is tantamount to slapping Bichao Sect in the face, such a thing, how can he, as the head of the branch, agree?

If this is the case, he can agree, and he doesn't need to go back to the sect to apologize, I'm afraid that someone in the sect will come to clean up the portal.

"Hey, hey, I really don't shed tears when I don't see the coffin! The deity gives you the face of Bichaozong, ask again, do you pay it or not?" Li Batian was not surprised when he saw this, if Bi Haifeng handed over someone, he felt strange, but at this time, he couldn't tolerate the other party not handing over.

"What if you don't pay it?" Hearing Li Batian's sneer, Bi Haifeng's heart jumped suddenly, but Bichao Sect's face was big, and he couldn't let him think too much, so he was still stiff.

"On board, those who dare to obstruct will be killed!" Seeing this, Li Batian didn't say anything more, and immediately gave an order, and saw six figures, brazenly jumping out from behind them, and rushing towards the blue sea wind.

"What?" Seeing this, Bi Haifeng looked at this scene in disbelief, heard the screams around him, and immediately didn't care about anything else, and said urgently: "Don't you dare, aren't you afraid that my Bichao Sect will be held accountable?"

He couldn't have imagined that Li Batian would dare to ignore the power of the Bichao Sect, the top force, and dare to give orders to kill his disciples.

"Hmph, frog at the bottom of the well, your opponent is me!" Li Batian saw that Bi Haifeng was going to rescue his disciple, and his body shook, and he rushed to his back like a goshawk.

Then, a scuffle began!