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"what--"

The man screamed, covered his crotch and knelt down. It happened so suddenly that everyone present was stunned. By the time they reacted, the man had been kneeling on the ground for quite a while.

The first person to take action was the old city lord. He immediately stepped forward to help the man up. Snake Lady and the cloth shop owner realized later and also rushed over to show concern.

Before the latter left, he slapped Jiang Jingmo hard a few times, and then kicked her to the ground.

"What a bitch!"

After saying that, he left Jiang Jingmo and Xu Fengzui aside, not afraid of any action from them. After all, this room was set up with a formation that had already suppressed the two's strength. At this moment, they had no spiritual power to use, let alone resist.

Jiang Jingmo fell heavily to the ground, feeling a burning pain on her face, but her eyes were filled with ice, incredibly cold.

Xu Fengzui stepped forward and supported Jiang Jingmo. They looked at each other and Jiang Jingmo shook his head at her.

She had already handed the Dream Weaver Beast over to Jiang Jiting in order to deal with the current situation. However, when she was in the dungeon just now, for some reason, her connection with the Dream Weaver Beast was completely cut off. It was not until she came out of the dungeon that she felt the breath of the Dream Weaver Beast again.

This aura was very close to them. Obviously, Jiang Jiting had guessed that what was happening here was related to the City Lord's Mansion, and they should have been ambushed outside long ago.

Jiang Jingmo lowered her eyes, insisting on enduring a little longer as she couldn't let her efforts go to waste. She clenched the bone whistle in her sleeve and her gaze once again fell on the black-robed man in front of her.

The latter was also looking at her angrily.

"interesting."

The man's eyes were bloodshot from the pain, but he was still able to laugh, looking a little crazy.

After he finished speaking, he picked up the flowerpot beside him and smashed it towards Jiang Jingmo. With a thud, her smooth forehead instantly turned red, the vase shattered, and left large and small bloody wounds on her face.

"What kind of spiritual root does she have?" The man turned to look at the cloth shop owner with a sinister look in his eyes.

"It's a mutant ice spirit root."

The cloth shop owner answered respectfully.

"Her spiritual roots are excellent. I see that she is still young and should be virgin. You all should step back first. I will give this little girl a taste today. After that, you can just dig out her spiritual roots."

The man's disgusting gaze lingered on Jiang Jingmo, and then fell on Xu Fengzui.

"Oh, she should stay too. I remember she seemed to be a direct disciple of Changqing Sect. I want to see if she can still be so arrogant in bed."

Several people immediately nodded in agreement, but the owner of the cloth shop and the old city lord rolled their eyes and looked at Jiang Jingmo and the others with some ill intent.

"I wonder, after you enjoy it, sir..."

"It's up to you. I've always been considerate of my subordinates." The man said generously.

The old city lord and the cloth shop owner quickly said yes, especially the old city lord, whose face was full of wrinkles.

"nausea."

Xu Fengzui snorted coldly and looked at the old city lord with contempt.

"The people of Xunjiang City all think you are a good official. Who would have thought that you actually did so many dirty things in secret!"

The old city lord turned around upon hearing this, but he was not annoyed, instead he laughed.

"You are Wei Cheng's apprentice, right? I remember you."

Wei Cheng is the name of the leader of the Changqing Sect. Xu Fengzui looked at the old city lord and felt that he was hypocritical.

"You are still young and don't understand. If a man does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth. I follow the master, and he can give me the method of longevity and becoming stronger. What can the position of the Lord of Xunjiang City bring me?"

"It's just a bunch of crap."

There was a gleam of disdain in the old city lord's eyes, as if he had long been tired of the position of city lord.

"But it's not completely useless. At least I can find more independent cultivators with spiritual roots for you..."

Then he seemed to suddenly think of something, and when he looked at Xu Fengzui, his eyes flashed with some unclear meaning.

"Oh, by the way, for example, your fellow apprentices all have excellent spiritual roots."

Xu Fengzui's pupils suddenly shrank, and his previous calmness was no longer there. He just stared at the old city lord with bloodshot eyes.

"What do you mean?"

"What could he mean? I have seen those spiritual roots and I am very satisfied. I think the higher-ups will also be very satisfied."

The man in black robe looked at Xu Fengzui who was somewhat out of control, with more and more interest in his eyes. He loved to appreciate the look of others breaking down.

Xu Fengzui's hands were shaking, and the color on her face was almost drained away. If Jiang Jingmo hadn't been holding her tightly, she would have rushed forward madly.

Jiang Jingmo was aware of her sadness and anger, but at this moment she had to stop her. The strength of the people in front of her was stronger than theirs, and rushing forward would only lead to death.

"Don't be so excited. I remember that they didn't seem to be all dead, right? If you listen to the adults, I can let you see them before you die."

The old city lord said with a smile that people's life and death were just bargaining chips for him to exchange conditions.

After he finished speaking, several people burst into laughter, and their eyes on Xu Fengzui were full of disdain. In their eyes, this direct disciple of the Changqing Sect, this proud daughter of heaven, was just an object that they could play with at will.

Xu Fengzui closed her eyes, her body trembling slightly. She had no spiritual power and could not resist. The deep feeling of powerlessness enveloped her like a big net.

She felt a sticky, sweet liquid flowing out of her throat. She reached out to wipe it and saw that her fingertips were stained red.

The enemy was right in front of her but she could not take revenge. Xu Fengzui was in agony. She was torn between the huge hatred and reason, and in the end, she could only spit out the blood that was clogging her heart.

Xu Fengzui forced herself to calm down, but when she raised her eyes again, the cruelty and hatred in his eyes almost swallowed her whole.

Jiang Jingmo pursed his lips, his nails digging deep into his flesh, feeling the breath of the Dreamweaver getting closer and closer until it stopped outside the window.

At this moment, she let out a breath, and her heart finally calmed down for a moment.

The next second, she performed the Stepping Wind Footwork, and before anyone in the house could react, she quickly came to the third pillar in the house. At the same time, a sharp bone whistle sounded, and there was an immediate movement outside.

A fierce thunder struck from the sky and landed directly on the pillar. The pillar fell to the ground and the ground turned black.

The two people who had originally lost their spiritual power immediately felt the spiritual power rushing into their bodies crazily, filling their meridians in a moment.

The cloth shop owner was the first to sense something was wrong and immediately wanted to grab Xu Fengzui who was nearby, but before he could get to him, Xu Fengzui flashed past and turned into a blurry shadow that disappeared somewhere unknown.

At the same time, melodious flute sounds rose up like the gurgling of water, followed by several more swift thunderbolts, which came down with fangs and claws, and blew the entire roof apart.

The tables are turned.