Godly System Moralizes the World

Three months later, Gusu City.

A young man in a moon-white robe stood outside Gusu city, watching the soldiers patrolling the city, with a somewhat unclear smile on his face.

Gusu City was the base camp of the Murong family. How could the Murong family, who were determined to recover Dayan, stretch their tentacles to Gusu City?

Right now, although the city of Gusu still belongs to the Song Dynasty court on the face of it, who is in charge secretly, then the benevolent sees the benevolent and the wise sees the wisdom.

"Murong Family?" Xiao Tian made a subtle mockery, and then stepped into the Gusu City in front that was regarded as Longtan Tiger Lair by the Murong Family's hostile forces!

As soon as he stepped into the city gate, Xiao Tian noticed that a family-like person on the city wall cast his gaze on him, and then ecstasy appeared on his face, and then quickly disappeared from the crowd.

"A spy from the Murong family?" Xiao Tian knew it in his heart, but he just shook his head slightly and walked towards the inn in the city.

Three months have passed since Xiao Tian rescued Xiao Feng's family outside Yanmen Pass. Even if the spies of the Murong family were no longer in use, Murong Bo should have received information from Yanmen Pass.

What's more, since the Murong family is determined to change the world and recover Dayan, it is impossible not to work **** intelligence. The performance of the Murong family's spies before has well explained the problem!

Xiao Tian randomly found a restaurant in Gusu City, found a place by the window on the third floor, ordered a pot of good wine, and then started drinking.

Not long after Xiao Tian sat down, a young man dressed as a gangster in the inn quietly got up from his seat and walked towards some place outside the inn.

These were all seen in Xiao Tian's eyes. In addition to feeling that the Murong family's penetration of Gusu City was indeed pervasive, Xiao Tian's heart was more disdainful of the Murong family!

All of the Murong family did nothing but useless effort. Even if the Song Emperor is faint, the power in his hands is still not something a small Murong family can contend!

In front of thousands of troops, only masters of the innate realm can play a role, and there are only a few innate masters in the Murong family!

This level of strength is inferior to that of the Duan Clan of Dali. Just because of this, he is also trying to subvert the Song Dynasty and recover Dayan?

A stern breaking sound suddenly sounded, and a plum blossom dart glowing with a faint cold light shot out from the crowd below the inn, taking Xiao Tian's throat!

Xiao Tian's expression remained unchanged, he secretly raised a sigh of anger, and then shook his right hand holding the wine glass slightly, and a few drops of crystal clear wine were thrown out in the air, just to stop the plum dart!

"It's really a temptation to get on the stage," Xiao Tian shook his head disdainfully, put down the wine glass in his hand, as if waiting for something.

A crisp sound of footsteps came from the stairs of the inn, Xiao Tian followed his reputation, and a middle-aged man dressed as a housekeeper was slowly walking towards him.

"This prince, my master wants to invite the prince's mansion to give a comment, can the prince appreciate it?" The middle-aged butler walked up to Xiao Tian, ​​leaned slightly, and said respectfully.

"People from Murong's family?" Xiao Tian's eyes drooped, his expression flat.

"Yes, my master is the contemporary head of the Murong family, Murong Bo!" the middle-aged butler said proudly.

"Murong Bo? What?" Xiao Tian suddenly sneered, poured himself a glass of wine, then picked up the glass and cast his eyes out the window.

The meaning of serving tea and seeing off guests is already obvious.

A look of anger appeared on the middle-aged butler's face, and then forced it down, and said coldly: "My master sincerely invited, I would advise the son to think again!"

Xiao Tian still looked out the window and didn't respond at all.

"It seems that the son is toasting and not eating fine wine!" The middle-aged butler snorted coldly and shouted: "Come here, tie it up, and send it to the Patriarch!"

As the middle-aged housekeeper's voice fell, a dozen or so family members dressed up in the Murong Family Nursing House came up downstairs from the inn, rushing toward Xiao Tian!