Reflect the world

Chapter 32

The giant of the Mo family carefully looked at the old man in front of him. Master Ban was flushed with excitement. The mechanical arm in his left hand was waving in the air, and his right hand was also waving to strengthen the power of his words.

Such a move made the Mohist giant sigh deeply, and he said a little tiredly: "Your personal prejudice is too serious. Under such circumstances, it is impossible for you to be led by him sincerely..."

When Master Ban heard such words, he raised his head in shock. He saw that the giant Mohist had put his hand on his waist. With the giant Mohist's ability to fight against Wei Zhuang without dying, at close range, he, a bad old man, was not at all Without the confidence to resist a sword, he said in horror: "Juzi, you..."

The brilliant sword light dazzled his eyes.

………………

The moonlight was like water, Tang Xuanming suddenly rolled over and got out of bed.

He picked up the sword-like Fei Gong beside him, opened the door, and looked at the brightly lit Mohist Trap City. The huge city had come to life, countless people were walking in it, and torches were lit everywhere.

"Very moving flute sound!"

However, Xiang Yu, who was about a teenager, put his hands on his chest and commented there.

Tianming, who seemed to be a head shorter than him, also nodded calmly, full of style.

If it was on Ge Nie, such a posture would be full of style, but it would be ridiculous if it was on these two little devils.

"what happened?"

In order to understand the situation, he first asked the two children in front of him, they had been together day and night for a while, and he was still the most familiar with them.

Although those people in the Mohist institution city are likely to become his helpers in the future, those people still won't recognize him as a Mohist giant.

"I heard that it was Wei Zhuang's Nei Liusha who came to attack. The big iron hammer has already taken the two brothers of the Mo family out. The previous Wushuang ghost and Canglang king have both died in the hands of Master Nie. Now they have sent more A terrible figure has come."

Xiang Yu answered calmly, but a little anxiously, obviously very concerned about the situation outside the city.

"Hey, where did the sword in your hand come from? It looks very good!"

Tianming's focus was always different, and he looked curiously at the sword in Tang Xuanming's hand.

"It was given by someone else."

"Can you show me?"

"cannot!"

"boring!"

……

Tang Xuanming stopped talking to Tianming, a little guy, and continuing to chat with him would only lead to meaningless topics.

Following the guidance of the Mohist disciples, he came to Master Ban's side.

The white-bearded old man was commanding calmly at this time, and Duanmu Rong was beside him, looking anxiously at the outside of the organ city.

Seeing Tang Xuanming approaching, Master Ban's eyes became complicated, but he quickly hid the complicated look. Tang Xuanming didn't notice it, and asked, "What happened? I heard they said it was Wei Zhuang's counter-current Sha is attacking, is there great danger?"

The old man Ban shook his head, showing a confident look, and said proudly: "The so-called group of killer organizations can't do much damage to the Mohist organization. I'm just a little worried about the big hammer."

Duanmu Rong had a worried look on his face, and forced himself to calm down: "Xiao Gao and Xue Nu have already gone out, and they will probably be back soon, there should be nothing serious."

"Xiao Gao, Xue Nu?"

Tang Xuanming showed a puzzled look on purpose, but in fact he was very familiar with Xiao Gao and Xue Nu.

How could he forget such a classic character as Qin Shimingyue back then, Gao Jianli holding the Seventh Water Cold Sword in the World, and that snow girl with superb posture and appearance, the scene of blowing flute in the treetops at night is unforgettable.

"You'll find out when they come back."

The old man Ban sighed heavily, while Tang Xuanming was thinking in his heart.

"The forces attacking the Mohist Trick City are undoubtedly the reverse flow sand of the public loser and Gai Nie. If the memory is correct and the situation has not changed, the hidden bat and the killer with the most top disguise technique have already been dispatched."

"Old man Ban already knows the specific situation, so one of the Mohist disciples who went out with the big hammer should have returned, but the Mohist disciple who wants to come is no longer the original one."

Thinking of this, Tang Xuanming felt a chill in his heart, and looked around blankly. Every Mohist disciple around made him feel strange and terrifying.

"Does anyone know who is fighting the big hammer?"

Thinking of this, Tang Xuanming couldn't stand anymore. He was afraid that someone would suddenly jump out and give him a sword, so he wanted to wake up old man Ban.

"Judging from the injuries on the injured brother, it seems to be a hidden bat. This weird killer practices the terrible blood bat technique. If he doesn't drink blood for a day, he will age a little bit. His appearance is strange and terrifying."

"And without drinking one person's blood, his skill will improve by one point, which is the most evil and weird way of magic."

This kind of method is really enviable. Tang Xuanming, who has already noticed the difficulty in practicing internal skills, sighed a little enviously. In this kind of crisis world, he wished to practice a quick magical secret technique, at least to have the ability to protect himself. Power, don't be so frightened when the time comes.

But such a weird and evil art still feels a little disgusting.

"It would be great if I had Beiming Divine Art."

With a sigh in his heart, Tang Xuanming looked at the relaxed look of the old man, and asked: "Are you sure there is only one? No matter how you look at it, it is impossible to send only one person to deal with such a huge monster as the Mohist Trick City, right?"

"The Mohist mechanism city is not so easy to enter, otherwise it would have been destroyed in history long ago, and it wouldn't have stood for hundreds of years."

Master Ban was very confident, but when he thought of the icy sword that the giant of the Mo family had laid across his neck, and what he had said to him before, he felt a chill in his heart. He took a fancy to Tang Xuanming's words and looked up at him.

Then I heard Tang Xuanming continue to say: "I heard that Wei Zhuang sat down and there is a person with excellent disguise skills. Are you sure that the Mohist brother who came back is still him?"

"what?"

Master Ban and Duanmu Rong's expression changed, and Duanmu Rong looked around quickly. The Mohist brothers who were originally close to each other suddenly became terrifying.

Wei Zhuang's Niu Liusha had no one he couldn't assassinate all these years, and when they were told that there might be an assassin by his side, both of them became a little uneasy.

The old man Ban, who often deals with Mohist affairs, calmed down quickly, and said, "There is no need to worry too much. Many areas of the Mohist Trick City are full of traps, and it is difficult for outsiders to move through it."

Although he was comforted in this way, he still looked a little anxious. He turned around and grabbed a Mohist disciple next to him, and casually asked a few secrets that only the Mohist disciples knew.

The young Mohist disciple was still confused, but the class master had already confirmed his identity, breathed a sigh of relief, bowed his head and ordered: "Tell the Mohist disciples that everyone is under martial law, and outsiders have sneaked in. The original password is invalid. "

"Unless you identify someone you know well and answer the corresponding questions, you can confirm his identity. Those who can't answer the questions are assassins."

(End of this chapter)