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There was something wrong with these words. Yan Luoyue looked at Wu Manshuang in surprise.

Wu Manshuang looked back without changing her expression.

Moreover, I don’t know if it was Yan Luoyue’s illusion, but the little snake seemed to slightly adjust its posture.

From Yan Luoyue's perspective, Wu Manshuang's figure seemed to be taller and more upright than usual, and even her beautiful white collarbone had clearly moved up an inch in height.

No!

Yan Luoyue was shocked and said, "Manshuang, you, you...you stood on tiptoe?"

Wu Manshuang: “…”

Wu Manshuang gritted her teeth and turned her head away, saying stubbornly, "I was just... just stretching."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

What a joke! She had never seen anyone stretching with their legs stretched so gracefully. They were stretching out like the Four Little Swans!

After reviewing the whole thing in his mind, Yan Luoyue couldn't help but laugh secretly——

I really didn't expect that Wu Manshuang, who has always been indifferent to fame and fortune, would have such a strong desire to compare with others in terms of body shape.

Although, the mature and wild wheat-colored Cen Mingxiao is very beautiful.

But in Yan Luoyue's heart, only the young version of the cold and noble hooded little snake, and the southern border demon boy with skin as pale as mountain clouds and silver tassels hanging in front of his abdominal muscles, can be ranked in the center in her mind.

Although everyone likes beautiful muscle lines, snakes are still cute in their own way!

After figuring out the key point, Yan Luoyue jumped to Wu Manshuang's side with a smile, took his hand and shook it back and forth.

Wu Manshuang pursed her lips tightly and twisted her neck to the other side, but she held Yan Luoyue's hand tightly and honestly.

Yan Luoyue smiled and said, "Why do you care about this? Manshuang is also a very beautiful little snake."

Wu Manshuang recited without any emotion: "But my character is not smooth, my way of dealing with things is not fully developed, and my temperament lacks flexibility and luster..."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

It's scary. Manshuang really cares about this.

She just said this casually, but the little snake actually remembered it all!

Yan Luoyue assured confidently, "That's different! Although wheat color is good, pink and white still looks better!"

"…What? What pink?"

This comparison came out of nowhere. Wu Man Shuang was stunned for a moment. For a moment, she couldn't remember whose chest muscles were pink and white.

...By the way, are there people in the world with pink pectoral muscles?

Or was it that Yan Luoyue was not referring to a person, but the small flame named 'Falling Flowers'?

However, the next second, Wu Manshuang followed Yan Luoyue's meaningful gaze and fixed her eyes on herself.

Wu Manshuang took enough time to react.

Then, after realizing the reference to the "pink and white color scheme", he suddenly exploded like a ripe tomato!

“Yan Luoyue! You, you…” Wu Manshuang’s eyes widened, “How could you…”

Yan Luoyue looked at him innocently.

Wu Manshuang took a deep breath, turned around abruptly, and walked towards the unicycle without saying a word.

After walking about ten steps, Wu Manshuang suddenly stopped.

The voice of his question seemed to have just crawled out of hell and then squeezed out from between his teeth:

"You really... don't like getting tanned?"

Yan Luoyue burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, Manshuang, you're so cute!" Yan Luoyue said happily, "You're so nice, of course I like you the most!"

“…”

Wu Man Shuang rushed into the unicorn like an arrow shot from a bow.

This time, the redness spread over his skin and did not fade away for a long time.

…

In the unicycle, Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang opened the note together.

According to Cen Mingxiao himself, the note had his address written on it, and he warmly invited Yan Luoyue and the other person to stay as his guests.

But when they unfolded the note for the first time, Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang looked at each other in surprise.

“…”

They never expected that the first barrier they felt when they arrived in the alien world was not language, but words.

That’s right, they couldn’t understand the words on this note at all!

Speaking of which, what is going on in this world?

Obviously the languages ​​between the two worlds are mutually intelligible, but why are the text carriers different?

The two looked at each other in bewilderment, and Yan Luoyue murmured, "What is this, a secret code, or a ghost painting?"

Wu Manshuang also murmured, "But for some reason, this text looks a little familiar."

Yan Luoyue also felt a vague sense of familiarity.

But as everyone knows, all the ghost paintings in the world look similar.

In Xiao A Shu's implication, Cen Mingxiao might not belong to Baolan City, but come from an organization called "Freedom Alliance".

Yan Luoyue couldn't be sure whether the words on this note were the Freedom Alliance's special code.

So, before visiting, Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang decided to take a walk around the city first.

They found the place where the notice was posted and compared the note with local official documents.

After looking at it for a few seconds, the two finally confirmed that the language on the note was the official language here.

All the big notices in the city were written on white paper with cinnabar as the characters.

After staring at the notices with red characters on a white background for a few seconds, Wu Manshuang clicked her tongue lightly, as if her meridians were opened by the color combination.

"I remember now. The characters used here are the same as the ones we saw on Jiao Xiao."

When ordinary people see symbols they don't recognize, they often just glance past them.

Unless you memorize it deliberately and review it diligently, you will not be able to find where the sense of familiarity comes from.

In other words, Wu Manshuang had an amazing memory, and she even remembered a picture of Jiao Xiao from several years ago.

Back then, in order to obtain the mermaids' tears, Yan Luoyue helped the mermaids solve the problem of the helpline in the Biluo River.

She and Wu Manshuang dived down into the vortex, walked into the abandoned formation, and then found a piece of spotted shark silk written in blood in a shell.

Hearing Wu Manshuang say this, Yan Luoyue also reacted:

"It seems so! Wait a minute, let me look for it. I think I brought that Jiao Xiao with me. I put it in the pile of miscellaneous items in the package..."

After a while, Yan Luoyue took out the blood letter written by the Mirage Girl.

She and Wu Manshuang's heads were put together, like two illiterate people trying to connect the dots, their eyes moving up and down, their heads nodding.

A moment later...

"Confirmed!" Yan Luoyue let out a long breath, "This letter uses the same language as this world!"

But this created even more mysteries in Yan Luoyue's mind.

Why are the words in the Jiaoxiao sent from the demon world the same as those in this world that I have never heard of?

What is the relationship between this world where people can become spiritual and the demon world?

After looking at each other tacitly, Yan Luoyue neatly put away Jiao Xiao and put it in her arms.

Without knowing the contents of the blood letter, the two of them would definitely not directly ask someone to translate it.

In other words...

Wu Manshuang said calmly, "Let's learn the local language first. Since we're going to stay in this world for a few years, this is what we should learn."

Yan Luoyue discovered very early on that the little snake was really very studious.

——When Wu Man Shuang mentioned the word "study", even her eyes, which usually looked like falling snow, sparkled like icicles!

…

Although it is not convenient to find someone to ask about the words on the mermaid silk.

But the address given by Cen Mingxiao can still be used to find someone for directions.

The only small incident was that the people who were asked for directions looked at her and Wu Manshuang with a subtle look while giving directions.

Some enthusiastic people would often add: "Are you here to look for your relatives? Once you have found them and done your business, leave as soon as possible!"

Although they didn't say more, the compassion in their eyes was very meaningful -

Being a simple person is unfortunate enough, and yet you are two illiterates. Being an illiterate is unfortunate enough, and yet you come to Baolan City. Coming to Baolan City is unfortunate enough, and yet you are so beautiful!

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Cen Mingxiao's residence was located in a shabby alley, which was not a remote location, so it seemed like a good place to get information.

Not long after Yan Luoyue and the others arrived, Cen Mingxiao strode back home with a jar of wine in each hand.

The man walked into the yard in the afterglow of the setting sun, which cast a layer of magnificent golden light on his tan skin.

Cen Mingxiao's dark eyes were filled with smiles. He raised his head and saw Yan Luoyue and the other person. His dark eyebrows immediately raised, like a wild leopard, touching noses with people to show friendliness.

It was not until this time that the three of them exchanged their names.

Yan Luoyue could feel that Cen Mingxiao was different from Xiao Ashu or ordinary people on the street. He had at least reached the late stage of foundation building.

Considering the concentration of spiritual energy in this world, this level of cultivation is enough to show how talented this person is.

Furthermore, this also shows that the people in this world should have figured out the corresponding cultivation methods.

Cen Mingxiao invited the three people into the restaurant and poured wine for the two of them personally.

Yan Luoyue looked at the dazzling array of alien dishes on the table and felt very curious.

Cen Mingxiao smiled cheerfully and said, "Some of these dishes are Baolan City's specialty dishes. Since you have come from afar, why not try some new dishes?"

Yan Luoyue was also salivating, chatting and laughing with Cen Mingxiao: "The host has prepared a great banquet, I think all the dishes are very novel!"

Wu Manshuang remained silent.

He glanced at Cen Mingxiao silently, then at the smiling Yan Luoyue.

Finally, he lowered his gaze to the plate in front of him, picked up the darkest piece of fruit from the dishes on the table, chewed it and ate it.

Cen Mingxiao saw it from the corner of his eye and raised his hand quickly: "Hey, Brother Xian..."

Wu Manshuang's throat moved and he made a swallowing motion. But his expression at this moment was very strange.

Cen Mingxiao then murmured the second half of his sentence: "Brother Xian, that is the seasoning..."

At a certain moment, Wu Man Shuang's neck seemed to have grown longer.

He stood there frozen with his chopsticks in his hand, and after a moment he managed to say, "I prefer seasonings."

But there seemed to be a few big words written on Wu Man Shuang's face - people with dark skin are not good people!

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Cen Mingxiao: “…”

Later, Yan Luoyue took advantage of the two people's inattention and secretly took a little of the black seasoning and tasted it.

——The taste is thick and strong, comparable to a concentrated version of Sichuan peppercorns.

Wu Manshuang actually ate a whole stick of this kind of thing, which was really not easy!

After Wu Manshuang ate the seasoning, Cen Mingxiao paid more attention to this brother Wu Xian.

Speaking of which, he always felt that this brother Wu Xian was an introvert. Compared to sister Yan Xian next to him, brother Wu Xian didn't seem to be very good at speaking.

For example, Cen Mingxiao pointed at several dishes on the table and told an interesting story.

Yan Luoyue laughed so hard that she fell backwards on the spot, and Wu Manshuang saw it with a very solemn expression.

...Could it be that Brother Wuxian has a higher sense of humor?

As a qualified host, Cen Mingxiao would naturally not treat any guest badly.

He paid attention to Wu Manshuang's mood and took care of his wise brother's subpar social skills, chatting and laughing with him for a few times.

Just when the atmosphere at the dinner table seemed to be getting heated, Cen Mingxiao suddenly saw Wu Manshuang shuddering at him.

Now that he had seen her, Cen Mingxiao naturally asked, "Brother Wu Xian, are you cold?"

Yes, this virtuous brother and sister are sincere people.

It is said that solid people have a different sense of temperature than these guys who are born with spiritual powers.

Cen Mingxiao quickly raised his hand and called for help: "Uncle Deng, bring a brazier to the hall—"

Before he could finish his words, Wu Manshuang interrupted him in a very polite tone.

Then, Cen Mingxiao was almost flattered as he heard Wu Manshuang say the longest sentence to him since they met.

"Don't bother. Adding more fuel to the brazier won't do any good."

Cen Mingxiao was slightly stunned: "Why do you say that, brother Xian?"

Wu Manshuang's eyes swept across the pieces of gauze on Cen Mingxiao's body as if she didn't care.

He calmed down and said, "Because there is a kind of coldness in the world, which is that I feel cold just looking at you."

Cen Mingxiao: “…”

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Yan Luoyue had just taken a sip of wine, but after hearing these words, she was so surprised that she didn't spit it out.

Damn it, she thought the matter was over, but she didn’t expect Man Shuang still remembered it!

As a cultivator, Cen Mingxiao is not sensitive to cold or heat, and it doesn't matter whether he wears more or less.

Plus, he really was a very easy-going and open-minded person, so he just laughed and went to find clothes to wear.

The only problem is... as a spiritual being, there are no thick clothes for Cen Mingxiao in the house.

So, Cen Mingxiao walked around the bedroom, and finally tore off a tablecloth from the table and covered himself with it.

Cen Mingxiao laughed and said, "Hahaha, Brother Wuxian, do you still feel cold this time?"

When his eyes fell on Wu Manshuang's face, Cen Mingxiao was stunned.

Brother Wu Xian's smile was obviously much brighter than before, and even the number of words he spoke doubled in an instant.

Wu Manshuang said very friendly, "Thank you, Brother Cen. Hahahaha, I just remembered the joke that Brother Cen just told. It was really funny!"

Cen Mingxiao: “…”

Cen Mingxiao thought to himself: Good fellow, it turns out that Brother Wu Xian is not untalkative, he is just frozen into silence!

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Yan Luoyue covered her eyes and was speechless for a moment.

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, Cen Mingxiao, still a little tipsy, expressed his opinion to the two of them.

"Brother Xian and Sister Xian and I hit it off right away, so I won't hide it from you. That little rat is right, I am indeed a member of the Freedom League."

After saying this, even with Cen Mingxiao's open-mindedness, he couldn't help but hold his breath, waiting for Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang's reactions.

Whether it was pretending to be calm, with a wandering look in his eyes, or with his eyes shining with approval... Cen Mingxiao was prepared.

However, the reactions of these two people still surprised Cen Mingxiao.

Because these two people don’t even know what the Freedom Alliance is.

Cen Mingxiao: “…”

How far away did this newly recognized brother and sister come from?

…

According to Cen Mingxiao himself, the Freedom League is another scattered force outside of the Twelve Cities in the world today, and most of its members are similar to knights-errant.

Since the power of this world is monopolized by the Twelve Cities, the Freedom League, as a rising star, is wanted by the Twelve Cities.

Among the twelve city lords, Lord Baolan is particularly cruel.

Cen Mingxiao was lurking in Baolan City, perhaps with the intention of finding an opportunity to kill the city lord and gain a foothold for the Freedom Alliance.

"Wait a minute." Yan Luoyue raised his hand, "In such a large world, are there only twelve cities?"

“…”

Hearing this question, Cen Mingxiao looked at her strangely.

"Sister Yan Xian, why do you ask this?" Cen Mingxiao said in confusion, "Demons have invaded time and again, but the gods' messengers have not appeared in the world. It has been nearly ten thousand years."

"Our human race was almost wiped out, but today we have twelve prosperous cities. Isn't that enough?"

Hearing this, Wu Manshuang couldn't help but look at each other with Yan Luoyue.

——It seems that not only the characters in this world are similar to those on the mermaid silk, but there are also invading demons here.

When she looked at Cen Mingxiao again, Yan Luoyue's smile became even more sincere.

"Manshuang and I are indeed from a very far place. There are no relevant historical records where we are, and we haven't heard about the world for a long time... If it's convenient for you, Brother Cen, why don't you tell Manshuang and me about it?"

"What's going on with this monster invasion? Who is the 'God's Messenger' from ten thousand years ago?"

Cen Mingxiao smiled, picked up his chopsticks and was about to speak, when suddenly a loud commotion came from outside.

He smiled apologetically: "Wait a moment, my dear brother and sister, I will be back soon."

After Cen Mingxiao walked out of the restaurant, Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang released their spiritual sense to explore and found that there were more than a dozen spiritualized people of different heights, weights and bodies, surrounding Cen Mingxiao and chattering about something.

Judging from the content, they should all be members of the Freedom Alliance.

It turned out that the Lord of Baolan City received a letter today and became aware of the Freedom Alliance's movements.

The city lord is quite ruthless and is currently mobilizing all available people in the city. It seems that he is planning to clear out the potential Free Alliance forces lurking in the city.

However, although the Freedom Alliance has set up many secret lines in Baolan City, several capable helpers have not yet arrived.

At the end of their conversation, they looked at Cen Mingxiao eagerly: "Deputy Alliance Leader, please give us an order!"

"Got it. Keep calm and see what's going on." Cen Mingxiao nodded. "I'll be there soon."

Suddenly, another person spoke up, "Deputy Alliance Leader, I heard that two strange-looking but beautiful people came to the city today. They lingered at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion for a long time, and then went to the place where the notice was posted in the city and looked around..."

Cen Mingxiao raised his hand and interrupted him.

"These two virtuous brothers and sisters are my guests now. Judging from their words and deeds, they are definitely not spies who betrayed us. Besides, since the news came from outside the city, it is still unknown whether there is such a spy."

After a brief pause, Cen Mingxiao emphasized his tone: "Everyone in the alliance is like my blood brothers and sisters. I don't want to doubt anyone. Especially at this moment, we can't mess up and kill each other first. How is that different from a joke?"

"……yes."

Cen Mingxiao softened his tone again: "I am here today, and I will stand together with you all."

"Princess Tang, please inform them. If there is any accident, then we will have to move forward with our plan to seize the City Lord's Mansion."

"yes!"

"Princess Qiao, tell the brothers in the City Lord's Mansion to get ready. When they see the signal, they should act immediately."

"yes!"

Hearing this, Yan Luoyue cut off his consciousness and said to Wu Manshuang with a smile:

"Brother Cen is a good person. Manshuang, please don't have any opinion about him."

Wu Manshuang paused for a moment and nodded slightly, agreeing with this judgment.

Yan Luoyue smiled again and said, "I have always wanted to take care of the affairs of Baolan City, and this is the perfect opportunity. If they want to counterattack the City Lord's Mansion, I will go over and help as the main force."

Wu Manshuang said softly, "Count me in."

Yan Luoyue smiled even more brilliantly: "Yeah, after this is over, we can go to Brother Cen to learn about the local characters."

“…”

This time, Wu Manshuang hesitated for a long time, then shook her head slowly and firmly.

"Eh?" This was the first time Yan Luoyue saw Wu Manshuang not wanting to study!

"It's not that I don't want to learn, it's that I can't learn from him." Wu Manshuang said decisively, "I don't think he looks like someone who likes to study."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Is this the sensory radar unique to top students? Why didn't she see it?

Also, is it an illusion?

Why did she feel that Man Shuang's opinion of Cen Mingxiao had not completely disappeared?

…

Just when Cen Mingxiao and others were preparing to launch a surprise attack on the City Lord's Mansion, two honest men suddenly arrived.

"Count us in." Yan Luoyue said lightly, "Manshuang and I are willing to lend a helping hand in overthrowing the Lord of Baolan City."

Before Cen Mingxiao could say anything, someone cast a suspicious look at the two of them.

"You? But you are all sincere..."

Yan Luoyue had anticipated this reaction and was not surprised.

It’s nothing, it’s just a difference in worldview.

It's like when a sect fight breaks out in the world of cultivation, and a little junior brother with a heavy body and no spiritual power suddenly appears and shouts: Let me do it, and destroy the opponent's sect within ten minutes. However, he will definitely not be able to gain people's trust.

However, if that junior fellow student took out a nuclear bomb button from his pocket and pressed it the next second...the situation would naturally be different.

As for Luoyue and Wu Manyhuang, with their cultivation and abilities, they are equivalent to the junior brother with the nuclear/bomb button.

When they arrived at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, they saw that it was brightly lit and people were moving around.

Cen Mingxiao made a gesture, signaling his men to send out a secret signal, asking the Freedom Alliance members in the City Lord's Mansion to respond.

Even in such a busy schedule, he still did not ignore the two good brothers and sisters he had just met.

Cen Mingxiao whispered to Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang, "When we charge into the City Lord's Mansion later, you guys should follow me."

Yan Luoyue and Wu Manyhuang, these two people are not members of the Freedom Alliance after all.

If these two people really had bad intentions, then as long as they were under his control, Cen Mingxiao would be able to react immediately.

If they didn't, Cen Mingxiao would be able to protect them and prevent these two honest people from being implicated in this turmoil.

Hearing this, Wu Manshuang repeated Cen Mingxiao's words: "——Just go in and kill them?"

Cen Mingxiao was stunned: "Is it not possible?"

He is not someone who only knows how to act recklessly. When the time comes, someone in the mansion will take advantage of the chaos and take action.

Wu Manshuang said calmly, "It's fine, but I always make sure to have a legitimate reason for doing things."

After saying this, Wu Manshuang took Yan Luoyue's hand and jumped out from her hiding place, showing Cen Mingxiao what it meant to "have a legitimate reason".

Cen Mingxiao was half a step slow and failed to hold on to the young witch brother. He could only watch with trembling pupils as the two honest men walked towards the team assembled at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion.

At this moment, the two figures, wearing thick clothes, looked like little lambs that had gained weight over the winter and were throwing themselves into the tiger's mouth.

Cen Mingxiao gritted his teeth and was about to transform into a spirit to chase after them, when he saw Wu Manshuang picking the leader of the guards.

The leader of the guards was tall, muscular, and wore very little clothing, and had dark bronze skin.

Wu Manshuang walked up to the man and said politely, "You are wearing so little, I feel cold just looking at you."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Xian's brother flicked his finger, and the half-spiritualized guard leader instantly turned solid, face down, and fell to the ground without saying a word.

At the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, there was a sudden commotion among the assembled troops.

However, Wu Manshuang acted as if she didn't see anything and went to find the second deputy leader of the guards in order.

He touched Yan Luoyue's hair and said politely, "She is so cute, why don't you wear more clothes in front of her?"

Deputy Guard Leader: “???”

Ha, what did you say?

Is there any connection between these two sentences?

Regardless of whether there is a connection or not, Wu Manshuang has already found a pretext for doing so.

This time, he didn't even move his fingers, but just nodded slightly, and the deputy leader of the guards regained his physical form and fell limply to the ground on the spot.

“…”

Cen Mingxiao watched the entire process of Wu Manshuang's lecture.

As a result, his eyes gradually changed from being resolute and resolute at the beginning to being confused and dull...

A brother beside him sighed from the bottom of his heart: "Deputy leader, where did you get these two powerful helpers? I have never seen such a powerful and honest person in my life!"

"——Hey, deputy leader? Deputy leader?"

Cen Mingxiao murmured: "Nothing, I was just thinking..."

He just suddenly realized that Brother Wu Xian was being very polite to him by reminding him to put on more clothes instead of directly "reasoning" with him!

With a loud laugh, Cen Mingxiao transformed into a spirit.

The outline of his transformed spirit body was clear, his facial features were distinct, and his fingers were individual, and he looked far more capable than an ordinary person.

Cen Mingxiao raised his hand, pointed at the City Lord's Mansion, which was already in chaos, and Wu Manshuang and Yan Luoyue, who were surrounded by spirits, and said loudly:

"Even people outside the alliance are speaking up for Baolan City. Don't we in the Freedom Alliance have the courage to do so? Everyone, follow me. Don't let the virtuous brothers and sisters look down on us in the Freedom Alliance!"

All of a sudden, everyone became spiritual and rushed out with high morale.

So, at the place where they were ambushing, gauze tops and trousers fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

...Well, this can be considered as the local characteristics of this world.

In the process of fighting with this group of spiritualized guards, Wu Manyhuang and Yan Luoyue gradually discovered that although the concentration of the spiritual power of this group of guards was only equivalent to that of refining qi, their attack power was enough to reach the foundation-building level.

When Cen Mingxiao led his men to encircle the enemy, Yan Luoyue also took the opportunity to observe the combat effectiveness of Cen Mingxiao's side.

She was very sure that although Cen Mingxiao's cultivation was only equivalent to the foundation-building stage in the world of cultivation, his actual combat ability was enough to be at the Golden Core level.

It seems that this is a common phenomenon in this world.

I just don’t know if this is true for everyone in this world, or if only spiritualized people have this advantage.

Wu Man Shuang is known for her wide variety of toxicity.

However, after these spiritualized people became spiritualized, their sensitivity to poisons was largely reduced.

Only by turning them back into physical form can the poison mist be most effective.

Yan Luoyue thought to himself: Maybe this is the same as why humans, animals, and plants are afraid of poison, but I have never heard of the air being afraid of poison?

After knocking down several guards in succession and figuring out a pattern, Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang divided the work tacitly.

Yan Luoyue was in charge of melee combat, acting as both a shield and an assistant. All the spiritual phantoms she touched turned solid on the spot.

Wu Man Shuang releases a colorless, odorless poisonous mist into the wind that can cause people to become unconscious.

As soon as each guard turned solid, they were defeated by this unexpected move and fell to the ground unconscious.

As Yan Luoyue and the others moved forward, all the spirits blocking their way rhythmically transformed into human bodies and fell down one after another, just like the manual process of dominoes.

The members of the Freedom League initially wanted to go forward to provide support.

As Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang harvested their opponents faster and faster, they couldn't even pick up people. They all became old farmers in the harvest season, responsible only for tying bundles of "wheat".

Only Cen Mingxiao and a handful of others were able to "pick up leaks" and subdue those guards who had managed to escape from the two men.

Everyone: “…”

That is to say, you two are honest people, but your painting styles are really abrupt and weird, you know?

As Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang advanced rapidly and unstoppably, everyone in the City Lord's Mansion was dumbfounded.

When Wu Manshuang politely stopped a girl dressed as a maid and asked her, "Where is the city lord's matter?", the maid didn't even put up a spiritual struggle.

She closed her eyes very consciously, fell to the ground with a plop.

Wu Manshuang: “…”

Yan Luoyue: “…”

After a few seconds, the maid realized that she was not attacked. She jumped up from the ground and pointed the way obediently: "The city lord is in the study. The study is over there."

Wu Manshuang nodded and said politely, "Thank you."

Cen Mingxiao, who was following behind the two of them, stroked his chin and felt that this Wu Xian brother was indeed a particular person.

When a person who pays attention to details enters the city lord's study, he will feel a strong and energetic aura all the way.

He and Yan Luoyue teamed up and took action faster than eating. The Freedom Alliance didn't even have time to react to the spikes planted in the City Lord's Mansion!

Thus, Wu Manshuang was able to see the still-living Lord of Baolan City.

After seeing this person, Wu Manshuang only said one sentence.

He said, "Why do you step left foot first?"

Before he finished speaking, the huge Lord of Baolan City punched Yan Luoyue.

At the same time, the Lord of Baolan City turned into a physical body, and even his head was chopped off by Wu Manshuang's sword!

Many years later, the history books of this world recorded the death of the Lord of Baolan City as follows:

Cause of death: His left foot died first when he saw Wu Manshuang.

It can be said that the little snake is really reasonable and has a legitimate reason!

Cen Mingxiao, who caught up half a step slower, said: "..."

It seems that this Wu brother is not that particular...

But no matter what, he was lucky to have the chance to make friends with this virtuous brother and sister on the first day they entered the city.

Cen Mingxiao came forward quickly. Even though he was still translucent, one could still see his wild leopard-like eyes, which were shining brightly.

"It turns out that the virtuous brother and sister actually have such great abilities! From now on, the two of you will have a life-and-death friendship in our Freedom Alliance!"

Yan Luoyue smiled and waved her hands, just about to be polite: "Where, where..."

Immediately afterwards, she was stunned by Cen Mingxiao's next words!

Cen Mingxiao said loudly: "I just saw Sister Yan Xian's bravery. Sister Yan Xian was attacked all the way, but she didn't care at all. She is really brave and capable."

"——From now on, you are the shield queen of our Freedom Alliance!"

Yan Luoyue was stunned when she was suddenly named a concubine: "...Ah?"

No, wait, how did it become a “concubine”?

——Also, in the conversation that the consciousness heard before, weren’t the two people called “Tang Fei” and “Qiao Fei”, but “Tang Fei” and “Qiao Fei”?

In an instant, Yan Luoyue's pupils trembled.

Wu Man Shuang's eyes fixed and she began to draw the curved knife from her waist.

At the same time, Cen Mingxiao turned to Wu Manshuang with emotion and said loudly:

"And my brother Wu Xian, your supernatural powers are rare in this world. You are so brave, from now on, you will be the fierce concubine of our Freedom Alliance!"

Wu Manshuang: “…”

Yan Luoyue: “???”

Ah, what are you talking about?

Wu Manshuang pulled out half of the knife and froze in mid-air, not knowing for a moment whether to chop or not.

Because now, he began to sincerely suspect whether Cen Mingxiao had been hit on the head.

At this time, the follow-up troops arrived one after another. Cen Mingxiao excitedly introduced the two parties one by one.

He pointed to an old man and said, "This is our old lady."

Then he pointed to a muscular man and said, "This one is our concubine."

In addition, Cen Mingxiao also introduced to them the Concubine Quick, Concubine Fierce, Concubine Strong, Concubine Knife, and the heavyweight "Concubine Coffee".

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Wu Manshuang: “…”

Wait, according to the context, the meaning of the word "妃" seems to be somewhat similar to comrades-in-arms and fellow soldiers.

As for the title in front of it - pooh! The character before the word "fei" is more like a nickname.

After hearing this, Yan Luoyue and the others gradually understood that things seemed to be different from what they had initially understood.

Yan Luoyue whispered, "Manshuang, tell me, is it because the world is different and the meaning of the word 'fei' is different, or is it because too much time has passed and the meaning of the word has changed, or is it..."

Wu Manshuang put the sword back into its sheath.

At the same time, he replied in a voice transmission: "I think it was just misused."

Yan Luoyue was slightly stunned: "Why do you say that?"

Wu Manshuang said decisively, "Because, you can tell from the looks of it that he doesn't really like studying."

Therefore, it is normal for Cen Mingxiao to have misunderstandings about nouns.

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Yan Luoyue held her head in her hands: "Wait, Manshuang, you haven't let this go yet?!"