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Chapter 1544

Fengqi City, the city lord's mansion.

Dao Qingmu and Ye Yu sat in this mansion.

“How about this wine?”

Dao Qingmu smiled and pointed to the wine on the table.

“Good wine.”

Ye Yu tasted the glass of wine, and smiled like a crescent-shaped smile: "Brother Dao, today is not just about treating me to drink."

“That’s natural.”

Dao Qingmu smiled and shook his head, then stood up.

"Brother Ye Yu should know much more about the current situation in the three continents than me."

Dao Qingmu said, his words were not false at all. After all, Ye Yu's strength was there, and relying on him alone was enough to block all the sea monsters.

This is the proof.

Ye Yu is known for his spiritual sense, and he is not sure how much the situation in these three continents is better than that of Qingmu.

What's more... the secret that Ye Yu knew was definitely not comparable to that of Dao Qingmu.

"The true spirit has completely submerged into the sea. Now, 70% of Tianyuan is occupied, and the remaining 30% will probably not last long under the leadership of the three great gods. It is best to prepare for the reception in advance on the strait. Some people should be able to escape from the Tianyuan Continent."

Ye Yu sipped off a sip of wine, and the smile in his eyes disappeared, with a solemn look.

It is precisely because his spiritual sense can search these three continents that he sees more blood that others cannot see.

Countless lives became unjust souls under the sea monster. Under the submerged sea of ​​ink, they screamed and wailed, and finally completely submerged into the sea of ​​ink.

"I will arrange the matters on Tianyuan."

Dao Qingmu nodded, then turned around and looked at Ye Yu: "Brother Ye Yu, I'm going to tell you, the real purpose of my call to you this time is to ask Changfeng..."

"Brother Dao, shouldn't you ask Senior Mo Yun more about this kind of thing?"

Ye Yu was not surprised that Aoki asked him about Yan Feng, but in fact, it was useless to ask him.

He also had no idea what Yan Feng was in now.

It is not that easy to break through the power of the Nine Saints, and the only one who has the power of the Most Saint knows that the difficulty is Yan Feng's father, Baili Moyun.

"I've been extremely uncomfortable recently, so I don't want to ask."

Dao Qingmu paused slightly and said this.

Ye Yu also frowned slightly. Everyone knew why Baili Moyun felt unwell.

After all, anyone could feel that Baili Moyun, the powerful power of the Seven Saints, had almost completely dissipated at this moment.

And everyone knows where the power of these seven saints disappeared.

at the same time…

There was a man in a house in the city lord's mansion drinking alone under the big tree in the house.

Baili Moyun.

"Your son is still not out, so don't worry?"

The voice of the God Lord Mojiu sounded in Baili Moyun's mind.

"No hurry, no hurry."

Baili Moyun smiled, and at this time, a woman came from behind. Before the person could come over, she just started to shout.

"Okay, Baili Moyun, I was drinking with me on my back, and my courage became more and more fatter!"

Bai Lan walked over with anger on his face, scaring Baili Mo Yun was so shocked that he turned his head suddenly. When he saw Bai Lan, he immediately showed a flattering smile on his face.

"Lanlan, I, I'm not..."

Before he could finish speaking, Bai Lan stepped forward and threw herself into his arms.

"Are you stupid? Your Seven Saints' Powers have been given to Feng'er, your body..."
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