Investing in the Rebirth of the Empress, She Called Me Husband

"Can we continue to track?"

"Master, this technique will be affected in places with too many people, and it cannot be accurately sensed."

A group of merchants dressed as summoners have already entered Qingmu City.

Luo Yesen wanted his men to continue using the secret technique to track the whereabouts of the power of all living beings, but the skinny middle-aged man shook his head, indicating that his subordinates could not do it.

At most, they can only be sure that the existence that absorbs the power of all living beings is in Qingmu City.

"Master, why don't we turn Qingmu City upside down and see if the thief who stole the power of all living beings can come out!"

A bucktoothed priest snorted coldly, his face full of murderous intent.

"Are you a Patrol Guard?"

"!! Master, I am loyal to our Divine Cult. You know me!"

"Then why are you shouting so loudly? Do you think you are a Patrol Guard? We are a Demon Cult, a Demon Cult!"

"You want to turn Qingmu City upside down? The tens of thousands of soldiers and armor in the Qingmu camp can almost make you fly!"

Luo Yesen raised his eyelids slightly. He had a clear positioning of his identity.

This is also the reason why he can become the head of a hall and the confidant of the Son of God.

It has nothing to do with him being a relative of the Son of God.

The bucktoothed priest shrank his neck and thought that the Master seemed to have a loud voice.

Hearing this, the people of the Summoning Demon Cult remembered the siege that day, the fierce Qingmu defenders, and the fear brought by the two Tianjiao who ranked in the top five of the Hidden Dragon List.

At that time, more than 100,000 people, a group of high-quality disaster beasts, and the national teacher were in charge, but they failed to take down Qingmu City.

Now they obviously don't have the ability to make trouble in Qingmu City.

Hmm!

The hall master is indeed steady, no wonder the Saint Son will let him handle everything.

The skinny middle-aged priest asked: "Hall master, what should we do next?"

"Nothing."

"????"

"Since we can't determine the other party's whereabouts, let's stay in the city first and wait and see."

Luo Yesen narrowed his eyes and said slowly:

"The other party will always leave Qingmu City, and then we will naturally find this so-called Tianzun Shangxian, why bother to make trouble?"

When the believers heard it, they also felt that what Luo Yesen said made sense.

So everyone decided to find a restaurant and settle down in Qingmu City.

As they walked, they smelled a familiar fragrance for no reason.

Looking around, it was a restaurant with a booming business. It was late at night, and there were still many people queuing there. There was a big wooden sign at the door:

'Little Li Bawang BBQ with the same secret recipe! '

"Master, is this the BBQ that made many brothers dizzy with the aroma that day?!"

"Why don't we live here!"

"I wanted to know the taste of this BBQ at that time... Well, let's understand it, so we won't be fooled in the future, slurp..."

Luo Yesen's expression changed, and he bit his back teeth and snorted:

"Hmph, little BBQ, I'm going to eat you to death today."

They, a group of people from the Demon Sect, rushed to the BBQ stall in front of the restaurant with great momentum.

However, they had just passed through the crowd and before they could order the dishes,

"Why are you cutting in line? What kind of people are you? You don't understand public order and morality."

"These people are so uncultured. They look uneducated."

"It's okay for one person to cut in line, but so many people, do you have any sense of public morality? I have to go to work tomorrow morning!"

The Jianghu people who were cut in line, the people pointed fingers at this group of people from the Demon Sect.

Luo also gritted his teeth. He was the master of the Hundred Beasts Hall, the feared evil star of the Demon Sect, and ranked 79th on the Earth List. He had to queue up for a barbecue?

He took a deep breath:

"Queue! Just! Queue!!"

He was mainly for the sake of the sect's plan, so he temporarily endured the humiliation!

A group of people from the Demon Sect went to queue up again.

........

In the side room of the restaurant.

Most of the cake was left, and Bingtuozi made a box with ice and put it in the Xumi object. The next time he ate it, it would probably be ice cream cake.

Shang Qinqing returned to the Qingluan tribe. She originally wanted to follow Li Mo and Ying Bing all the way back.

But then she thought that Shang Wu's personality might make her come to help halfway. The probability of them meeting each other was not high, but it was not impossible.

Li Mo was in the side room, discussing the art of fighting with the Phoenix Queen Bingtuozi.

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Actually, it can't be called a discussion.

It was a one-sided teaching by Teacher Bingtuozi. Xiao Li even felt like he was asking her for advice on kendo.

Don't look at Bingtuozi's cold and beautiful appearance like a fairy, but she is not a vase.

I'm afraid that Shang Wu and her accomplishments in fighting are different.

Of course, if you have to keep your mouth shut during a fight and are not allowed to play off-field tricks, you can be fair and square.If it is not, Bingtuozi is more powerful.

Shang Wu's main character is a treacherous way of fighting.

Bingtuozi turned fighting into art.

Moreover, Bingtuozi knows how to be a good teacher.

The night gradually deepened.

In the quiet room, the whisper of Han Xianzi came, and the soft light of the night pearl cast the shadows of the two on the window screen.

It was obviously time to rest, but Li Mo's eyes were shining and his fighting spirit was high.

"I understand everything. I will try it when I enter the dream later."

He mentioned just now that he could project his opponent in the dream with a rare treasure.

"Then I will practice martial arts, and ask me if you have any questions."

"No, little Jinwu, I will definitely take it down tonight!"

Li Mo is full of the fighting art of the Phoenix Queen.

"Then go, Tianzun Shangxian."

Ying Bing's eyebrows drooped slightly, and there was some helplessness in his eyes.

He probably had some thoughts that he had understood a lot, but in fact, he still had a lot to learn.

How could combat awareness be developed overnight?

That requires many baptisms of life and death.

......

In the world seed.

"Fighting is an art."

"Do you understand what I just said to you?"

The tone of Lord Tianzun was light and he had a sense of confidence in his ability to plan and strategize. Even if a certain ice-like person was here, he might find it a little familiar.....

"I understand, teacher... the teacher is more comprehensive than I thought."

Jiang Chulong's eyes were shining behind the cloth.

After she woke up yesterday, she had been summarizing it herself, but she still didn't think as much as the teacher.

The teacher is worthy of being a teacher.

Not long after, Tianzun's small class ended.

Princess Jiang was immersed in the exciting actual combat session. It can be seen that she really understood it at once, and her performance today was obviously much better than yesterday.

From being crushed at the beginning, to now, I can start looking for opportunities to fight back.

"Is this probably what Bingtuozi said, the rhythm and rhythm of the battle?"

"If you are weaker than the opponent, you can only fall into the opponent's rhythm and be suppressed more and more passively."

"What I have to do now is to first get familiar with the rhythm of the Golden Crow projection, and then slowly find my own rhythm until I drag the opponent in."

Li Mo has a hunch.

He may have a good harvest tonight.