Lu Chen nodded, and said in his heart: "What are you moving around?"

Meng Nan knew at a glance, and sighed at the moment: "Alas, my lord doesn't know, the ten city lords of the Dragon Soul Sect are headed by Lord Longkong, and if there is a new city lord on weekdays, he must go to the rest of the cities to walk around and give him a big gift to make friends." Even if you don't go anywhere else, you still have to go to Shangmo City, alas~"

After speaking, Monnan walked away.

Lu Chen finally understood: "So that's the case." ”

Bypassing the gloomy cloister from the front hall, Lu Chen entered the main hall mentioned by Monnan at the very end of the procession.

Compared with the front hall, the main hall is much more magnificent, but it is easy to give people a sense of depression, the four walls are no longer gold paint, it is all pitch black, the concave and convex places show the tragic face sculpture of the ghost, and the whole four walls are this terrifying decoration. The blue-gray floor tiles are covered with a layer of dust that is not very thick, and when you step into it, you will feel the soles of your feet chill, and the wind will slowly rise into the air.

There is still only one chair in the entire hall.

The Ten City Lords slowly entered it, thinking that they had the experience of entering the main hall several times, and they didn't even glance at the main hall with no furnishings around. Accustomed to walking in, he immediately divided into two teams, standing on the two sides of the division centered on the chair.

Long Kong led the team to stand on the left, and below them were Beyu, Han Yu, and Fang Zixin, and the last one was Tuju.

On the right are several people with comparable strength: Li Yu, Shi Yao, E Yi, and Shi Xing.

Lu Chen took a look, and subconsciously walked to the team on the right, so that the two teams were opposite each other, and they were five or five.

The situation seems simple and straightforward, but in reality it is not so simple.

What Lu Chen didn't pay attention to was that Li Yu stood on the right side, slightly behind Long Kong on the opposite side, and separated Long Kong's body, only about one step or so away. Lu Chen didn't care about this, and saw that E Yi and Shi Xing in the back were leaning very closely, and walked around and walked directly to the head of the row, this time, he happened to be face to face with Long Kong.

This move suddenly caused a trace of strangeness in the quiet main hall, and Long Kong glared at Lu Chen, although he didn't say half a word, but a faint aura of anger surged out.

Several people around were smiling silently, and Beyu was even more energetic and threw a wink at Lu Chen.

Lu Chen found that he had a headache, he didn't have the idea of fighting for power, and he didn't care that anyone would look the other way. After being hunted down and killed all these years, he has only learned one thing, and that is to keep a low profile. Low profile before absolute strength.

However, it was this low profile that made him reduce some things that needed attention, such as the identity and status that people in the ghost sect in Xizhou valued the most.

But at this point, Lu Chen would not show weakness, he didn't see it, he put his hands behind his back, twisted his head, and stared at the only huge chair above that exuded a cold and cold atmosphere.