When he came out of the Fulei Palace, he didn't see a single figure. I think Luo Yutian had already removed all the guards in order to protect his own figure.

Luck flew up, Mo Ran drew an arc in the air towards a house on the west side of the city.

The deep conversation in the hall just now was Mo Ran’s most explicit communication with Luo Yutian. Some of the unknown secrets and their intentions all expressed a bright and bright white. As for why Luo Yutian attaches great importance to himself so much, it is naturally related to that mysterious man.

Mo Ran was not ignorant enough to ask for the identity of the mysterious man. He knew that if that person wanted to let him know, he would come to him without having to speak at all. Instead of doing some stupid things that he didn't know and be looked down upon, it would be better not to ask and maintain a detached attitude.

Although the two had no substantial purpose in their deep conversation, at least now, Mo Ran finally knew that Luo Yutian was really treating him sincerely, without the so-called villain's heart, and was planning for him. Therefore, Mo Ran was also grateful and thought about finding a way to return this great favor to Luo Yutian in the future.

Looking at the aura of Mo Zi and Mo Bai and others, Mo Ran soon arrived at the headquarters of Zixiao Gate, which is Zixiao Villa.

Zixiao Villa is not big, it is not the kind of super-large noble house that can accommodate tens of thousands of people. The facilities inside are also dull, without so-called pavilions, towers, eaves and corners, and the courtyard is deep and quiet, which looks extremely ordinary. If it weren't for the fact that this house could accommodate thousands of people, he would probably be no big difference from ordinary courtyards.

However, Mo Ran was so awesome. Just entering the gate of the house, he discovered the subtleties. Zixiao Villa seemed deep and quiet, but there was murderous intent everywhere inside. However, this murderous intent was extremely weak, which was difficult for ordinary strong people to discover.

As the leader of Zixiao Sect, Mo Ran naturally soon discovered the mystery. With a smile, he did not continue to get involved, but smiled loudly and said, "Is Sister Zijing here?"

This loud laugh was not shocking, nor was it shocking, but it was like a long beam of sound, which was directly transmitted to every corner of the courtyard. The beam of sound would disappear invisibly when it resisted the wall of the courtyard, allowing people inside the wall to hear it very clearly, but people outside the wall did not realize it at all.

This technique of gathering sounds into bundles will naturally be good for ordinary Divine Emperors, but whether the divine consciousness is powerful or the details can be handled depends on his own cultivation. Undoubtedly, Mo Ran is a master. His soul power was the best in the brave land. After hundreds of thousands of years, this skill of highly controlling the divine consciousness has long been perfect.

As soon as Raoyuan's voice came out, dozens of figures rushed out from all the dark corners of the courtyard, and at the same time surrounded Mo Ran next to the gate.

More than a dozen people are all first-level god generals, which is not easy for Zi Xiao at present.

This time, Mo Ran did not encounter a short-sighted and despised guard. On the contrary, although more than ten people who appeared treated Mo Ran very carefully, they did not lose their etiquette.

"The military advisor was in the backyard, and you were waiting for a moment. "When the head of the man was tall but handsome, he was extremely respectful when he spoke. I think it was Zijing who told them to just protect him and not offend others. Besides, Mo Ran's strength was there, so these more than ten gods naturally could not see through him, so he regarded him as a master.

As soon as this person finished speaking, the sound of chaotic, trivial and anxious footsteps sounded in the backyard. Mo Ran listened with his ears and said that there were only a few dozen people living in his family.

"It seems that Zixiao's main characters are all here." Mo Ran thought to himself that his emotions fluctuated unnaturally.

Hundreds of thousands of years, it was a long time. I haven’t seen those familiar faces for a long time. Have they changed?

Just as they were thinking, the Zixiao Sect led by Zijing finally came out one after another. Since the number of people exceeded fifty, the team was long and they all had a strong excitement on their faces, and they rushed over in a hurry.

The courtyard was not big, and everyone did not run rapidly with their energy to control their bodies, but this scene seemed touching.

"Sister Zijing~"

Mo Ran saw that the Bauhinia in a purple-forged robe appeared in front of him. After many years of not seeing it, the Bauhinia looked a little plump and plump, just like a first-class noble lady.

The one who came side by side with Zijing is naturally indispensable. Xu Jie'er, the beloved wife who has not yet been married. Beside her is Dongfang Xue, Mo Bai, Mo Zi, Huang Lang, Xiaodangshan Mo family, Xinghai Palace Xiao family, Nangong Bo, Xu Duan's old friends from the family of Shenzhi, Shen Hang, Qiling, Huo Tian, ​​Bian Kui, Pei Quan, and Xie Gui. Even Mo Ran found several elders who had not seen for a long time in it. Then there were friends and subordinates in the Chaoxing Sea. Finally, there were some people Mo Ran didn't know. Although he didn't recognize him, Mo Ran knew that those who could appear here should be descendants who had a connection with everyone here. These people all guessed Xing's expressions rushed towards Mo Ran, bustling and lively, and in a moment Mo Ran found the feeling of going home." Sect Master~"

"Holy Lord~"

"Boom~"

As soon as they approached, except for Mo Tianxing, Mo Qing and Xu Duan's family were considered old friends. The other brothers of Zixiao Sect and subordinates from the Luanxing Sea knelt in the courtyard at the same time. The momentum of bowing to the ground at the same time was extremely sensational and shocking, and instantly shocked the more than ten powerful gods who had just stopped him to the spot.

Needless to say, the person in front of me must be the real master of the Zixiao Sect, the strange man who wrote countless myths in the Tianwu Realm: Mo Ran.

Thinking of this, more than a dozen gods fell to the ground.

Fifty or sixty people fell to the ground at the same time, and the scene was extremely spectacular. Mo Ran glanced in emotion and said in his heart that he had not yet achieved any merit for Zi Xiao over the years, and it was quite embarrassing to receive this great gift.

"With the Poison Lord Tower, I can finally compensate them well." Mo Ran thought secretly.

He held his hands in one hand for a moment, and Mo Ran said, "Get up."

“Wow~”

Everyone stood up, and then swallowed Mo Ran like a tide. For a moment, the entire Zixiao Villa was filled with the smell of happiness.

Unable to withstand the verbal bombardment of dozens of people, and asked questions about it, Mo Ran was moved to tears while smiling bitterly, and finally couldn't stand it and shouted loudly: "Set the banquet, and said."

That night was also the most touching night of Zixiao Gate for hundreds of thousands of years, and the happiest night. The whole night was wrapped in the harmonious atmosphere in the courtyard, and the sound of cups and cups rang from afternoon to early morning of the next day.

The next morning, the hall of Zixiao Villa was filled with people.

Due to Mo Zi's transmission, the clever Zijing felt that Zixiao was facing a huge crisis and recalled all the Zixiao sect members to the Lei Realm Fu Lei City in advance, so that Mo Ran's familiar relatives and friends were not strongly blocked by other divine realms. As for the branch of the nine divine realms, Danfang was secretly dropped and transferred out. It can be said that when Mo Ran was being chased by the four divine realms emperors and Wanliu of the Wood Domain, this plan had already been carried out.

A hangover last night did not have any hindrance to these powerful people who had reached a very high level of cultivation. Early in the morning, Zixiao and his team gathered outside the hall.

Compared with the dozens of people that appeared yesterday, it increased dozens of times in just one day. Only now Mo Ran realized that nearly three thousand people had arrived in the courtyard that could accommodate up to thousands of people.

There are nearly 10,000 people from Zixiao Sect, but most of them are assigned to the nine divine realms to hide their identities. As for the Zixiao Sect who appeared in the Thunder Realm imperial capital, they are also the elites that Zijing has summoned back for several consecutive years.

Elites do not gain or lose, so they are all recalled.

Nearly three thousand people, Mo Ran's mind moved slightly and he realized his mind.

At this time, Zijing came over and said, "There is more than 6,000 brothers from the sect. They have already hidden their names and have been placed in various divine realms. As long as no one deliberately excavates, nothing will happen."

Mo Ran nodded, secretly praised Zijing for being very intelligent, and said, "Are you ready?"

"It's ready, the starry tunnel gate can be opened at any time."

In fact, last night, Mo Ran was not just drinking and chatting. When he took the time, he checked the layout of the courtyard. Finally, he finally found the starry sky tunnel gate prepared by Luo Yutian for himself in the underground of the hall.

The gate was restricted by the restriction and only one hole was opened. Mo Ran needed to break the restriction with a little force to enter the starry sky tunnel from here.

Nodded, Mo Ran waved his hand, and a small tower with a strong aura appeared in his palm, which was the Poison Lord Tower.

Mo Ran placed the Poison Lord Tower outside the courtyard to make it grow larger slowly, and it stopped until the gate that reached dozens of feet slowly opened to the point where it could allow two people to enter.

Mo Ran did not completely restore the original appearance of the Poison Lord Tower, but was afraid of attracting the attention of those who were interested. In the idea of ​​not causing trouble for Luo Yutian, Mo Ran would rather let these Zixiao Gate enter the Poison Lord Tower slowly, and do so.

Without any unnecessary nonsense, as soon as the Poison Lord Tower came out, Fu Quan had already prepared to stand in the door and arranged for Zixiao Sect to enter the Poison Lord Tower one by one.

It didn't waste much time, almost everyone entered the Poison Lord Tower. Mo Ran's divine thought moved and closed the tower gate. Then the Poison Lord Tower turned into dust again and was collected by Mo Ran into the Three Thousand Worlds.

Everything was ready, Mo Ran smiled slightly and turned his eyes to the location of Fulei Palace. He knew that at this time, there was still someone in Fulei City paying attention to him, that was Luo Yutian.

He smiled slightly at the direction of Fu Lei Palace, Mo Ran waved his hand, and disappeared into Zixiao Villa.

In the Fu Lei Hall, Luo Yutian stood up naturally, smiling, and watched quietly until Mo Ran disappeared, muttering in his mouth: "Seven million years, I'm really looking forward to it."

He muttered with thoughts, and Luo Yutian's old face suddenly became cold. At the same time, several urgent notifications suddenly came from outside the hall.

"Your Majesty, Lord Wanliu, the Emperor of Woodland Region, asks for a visit~"

"Your Majesty, Lord Yueshan, the Emperor of the Earth Realm, asks for a visit~"

"Your Majesty, Lord Leng Konghan, the Ice Domain Emperor, ask for a visit~"

"Your Majesty, Lord Majesty Shuirou, the Emperor of Water, asks for a visit~"

"Your Majesty, Lord Gu Mang, Emperor Fengyu, ask for a visit~"

"Your Majesty, Lord Yaori, Emperor of Fire Domain, ask for a visit~"

"Your Majesty Emperor, Lord Pojun, the Emperor of Jinyuan, asked for a visit~"

The last one comes from Luo Tianzhi: "Father, Ju Yunsong has arrived."

"Please~"
Chapter completed!