God-level Stealing System

Hearing this, Mo Mo's eyes brightened, without any hesitation, he nodded and said, "Okay!"

Ye Qingyan lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, neither happy nor sad.

Shen Mo immediately invited the leaders of all the forces into the tent and told them the good news.

With the development of the silent force to the present level, the elders of the Qian family can only respectfully accompany the last one. The most powerful among the individual warriors is Zheng Feng, the speaker of a second-class family in Lingnan County.

Among the disciples of the Myriad Demon Sect, a True Inheritance disciple of the fifth level of the Xuanyuan Realm has the highest cultivation level, but Lu Yang is still the leader.

They came here with great enthusiasm. They thought that Shen Mo was going to announce the siege of the city, but they didn't want... that Mo Mo said this?

"Everyone, what's wrong?"

Silence glanced over, and said lightly.

Lu Yang and other disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect didn't say much, because what they followed was Shen Mo, and what they valued was Mo Mo's strength and potential, which had little to do with whether Mo Mo could attack the city.

The elders of the Qian family waited for some elders to watch their noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, and minds, but they didn't dare to say more. Along the way, they had a clear understanding of this master's temperament.

Knowing that Mo Mo asked politely, but no one can plot against him.

Because anyone who dared to rebel died.

The warriors who have come to seek refuge in the past ten days have made a noise. Although they come here for Shen Mo's strength, they don't feel deeply after all. In the past ten days, Mo Mo's shots are very few, and he treats people harmoniously, and seldom kills in front of others.

So they really dare to say something.

Zheng Feng is a middle-aged man with a white face and beardless, and his good name is well-known in the whole Lingnan County.

He sat in the first seat on the right hand of Shen Mo, and heard the sound transmission of many warriors behind him. After a little pondering, he said calmly: "Brother Shen summoned us to attack the city, and now Ziyun City is close at hand, we are waiting for you!" Reach out and break."

"It's a pity to give up such a good opportunity."

Silence chuckled, motioning to Ye Qingyan, who was kneeling behind him, to pour tea for Zheng Feng.

Ye Qingyan was a little silent, but finally got up.

Zheng Feng sat upright and accepted it calmly.

Although Ye Qingyan is a silent woman now, Zheng Feng doesn't think that silence really has affection for her.

Moreover, his Zheng family is not an ordinary individual force, but an old second-class family in Lingnan County. In the family, there are two Daotianjing ancestors sitting in the family.

One of them has reached the fifth level of cultivation!

Therefore, a lowly concubine was not taken seriously by him.

Even silent, if not for the Supreme Elder of the Wan Mo Sect standing behind him, the Zheng family would never have voted!

"I have promised my wife three requests. The first is to let me give up attacking Ziyun City."

"Everyone, beauties are very kind, are you trying to let me down?"

Shen Mo took a sip of tea, looked at Zheng Feng, and said lightly: "After drinking the tea and talking, you can go, let your ancestor of the Zheng family send someone with insight."

Zheng Feng raised his brows, and was about to speak, when a silent and cold voice resounded through the entire curtain.

"Who dares to say one more word, die!"

The hall is silent!

The next day, the 50 million Demon Sect warriors who were stationed thirty miles away from Ziyun City left in an orderly and silent manner.

This made the city lord of Ziyun City, who had been white-haired all night, heave a sigh of relief, his eyes were blank, and he didn't know what those thieves were thinking.

Zheng Feng didn't leave after all, he stood on a mountain and looked at the mighty marching Qi Transformation realm warriors, frowning.

"It's a great situation, it's a one-word veto, everyone, what do you think?" Zheng Feng stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the blood-red curtain in the center, his eyes flickering.

More famous than his good name is his wise name.

Behind Zheng Feng, the eight warriors at the peak of Xuanyuan Realm looked hesitant and did not dare to speak, but their eyes were already obvious, and they all respected Zheng Feng as the leader.

Silence was born out of nowhere, and although his record was astonishing, he was still younger and lacked background, and in terms of deterrent power, he could not compare with the Zheng family.

The silence in the curtain, aware of Zheng Feng's malice, immediately stole it.

not to go? It was more to his liking.

"Bastard, how dare you lie to me?" Three days later, the sluggish Ye Qingyan finally regained her vitality, staring straight at Shen Mo, furious.

Because she suddenly discovered that Shen Mo didn't give up the siege, but changed Ziyun City into Zishan City!

Mo Mo woke up from her practice, glanced at her, and said indifferently: "I only promised you not to attack Ziyun City, but I didn't promise you not to attack other cities."

Ye Qingyan's face turned pale, and she suddenly said loudly: "The second request, I want you to never attack the city!"

Shen Mo looked at her with cold eyes, and said lightly, "Change to another one."

Ye Qingyan staggered to the ground, she finally knew her position in Shen Mo's heart, maybe Shen Mo really liked her, but... not as good as him!

"After Zishan City is Ziyunzong, I still have a chance... He will not dare to go to Ziyunzong to make a fuss. If he returns from Zishan City, it will be at least one month later..."

"I still have a chance!"

In Ye Qingyan's heart, she screamed like crazy.

When Mo Mo led the army to thirty miles outside Zishan City, the lord of Zishan City was about to go crazy, and frantically sent a message to Fucheng, but Yang Xun ignored him at all, and let him beg and cry, with only one sentence.

Take it easy!

On the contrary, the people in the city rushed out frantically when they heard that the army of the Wanmozong had arrived outside Zishan City, because they heard that the one from the Wanmozong was taking the road of killing the people in the city and leaving the villagers in the wild.

As long as they pretend to be refugees fleeing famine, they must be able to escape.

In an overcrowded city, the long streets are silent in an instant. This solves the problem of Zishan City's governance and discipline in another way, and makes the Zishan City owner smile wryly.

Silence is also a bit speechless. I wanted to kill a few troublemakers among the refugees to uphold the majesty, but my father didn't really attack the city. Why are you so afraid of doing it?

But when he saw that there were tens of thousands of refugee teams at every turn, he could only touch his nose, well, I can't afford to mess with him, can't I hide...

Thus, on the battlefield where the Wanmo Sect invaded the three counties, this eternal spectacle appeared.

The warriors of the Wanmo sect hidden in the mountains are bloodthirsty staring at the long queues of fleeing refugees, desperately wanting to rush over and chop those people into pieces, and then take what they have useful to practice magic skills. The evil spirits are linked together to form a magical power that covers the sky and the earth.

The miserable refugees gave up the city where they had sheltered, and walked towards the mountains where the Ten Thousand Demon Sect was raging. While crying and begging for mercy, meteors rustled under their feet, very romantic.

It wasn't because he silently cared about his reputation. When he decided to become a "True Disciple of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect", he had already become a lone traveler in an enemy country.

What he was afraid of was that if he acted carelessly, he would become a real thief, which would be a great insult to his parents!

After the refugees left, dozens of the most powerful fighters including the old man of the Qian family, Lu Yang, Zheng Feng looked at Silence.

Silence ignored them, and looked back at Ye Qingyan.

Ye Qingyan walked slowly, heart ashamed, said: "My second request is that you give up attacking Zishan City!"

"good!"

Zheng Feng walked to the secret place, his face suddenly became gloomy, and one after another figures fell behind him.

"This beast is definitely not a disciple of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect!"