Jin Heming did not reply to Mo Zihan because the letter to send peace was already on the way and should have arrived soon.

He glanced at Xiahou Qingyu and hurriedly let the Fengque run away.

"Stingy." Xiahou Qingyu muttered in a low voice.

Jin Heming smiled. It is very difficult to tame the Fengqiu. For example, in Mocheng, without communication, Fengqiu can save his life.

Jin Heming is in awe of things that can save lives or people.

Xiahou Qingyu looked at the wind-chasing bird and cried, sank into the sky. When the cry sounded again, it was thousands of meters away, and it was worthy of the name of the wind-chasing bird.

She thought to herself that when she got back, she would catch a few to raise them, not because it could deliver letters, but because the Fengfeng Bird was beautiful.

Soon, everyone arrived in Mocheng.

Qin Mu took out his cell phone and looked at it, frowned, without any signal.

Jin Heming was very surprised. He didn't expect that such a fairy-like figure would also play with his mobile phone.

"Senior, the communications in Mocheng have been destroyed by the Momen, and this place has become an independent kingdom." Jin Heming explained consciously.

"How can Longxia allow China to have a country? No one should think about it. Notify the Mo Sect, destroy the family and restore communications, and let them choose one." Qin Mu said casually.

No matter who it is, if you want to split the soil in Longxia Kingdom, you are seeking death. In a general sense, the practice of the Momen is the same as that of the Divine Realm.

Even the divine realm can be destroyed, why can’t a Mo Sect?

They will do their own thing if they are dead or alive.

Jin Heming was shocked, but he also knew that Kunlun was the first sacred mountain in Longxia. From ancient times to the present, the story of gods in Kunlun Xu has been circulated. They have great cultivation and power, and they protect the people of the world.

Kunlun Xu is the first sacred mountain of Longxia. It protects Longxia and naturally does not allow anyone to split the earth. This is understandable by Jinheming.

However, this senior looked very gentle and very old. He didn't expect that he was so cold and would destroy the family if he moved. This is a bit like the God of Killing, and that's why they can become friends.

"Don't worry, senior, I'll let someone do it now."

Qin Mu nodded slightly, "Just in the name of the God of Killing, the reputation of Kunlun Holy Palace is still not loud enough to prevent the venue."

Jin Heming was stunned and thought to himself, right? Why do I think you are killing the god of killing?

Xiahou Qingyu and others were also stunned, and at the same time they thought to themselves that Senior Killing God was naughty again... The key is that they dare not say that Killing God is shameless.

Jin Heming came to Mocheng and because he had many disciples, he rented a small yard on the edge of the city.

In fact, it is the courtyard house of a farmhouse, with a large area, with more than 20 main and side houses, so everyone can live there. After all, they are here to save people, not to travel, and the conditions are difficult and can be tolerated.

At this time, the yard was empty because everyone was taken to save people by Jin Heming.

The yard is empty, but there is someone in front of the door.

The three of them have not had high cultivation levels, they are all at the level of a grandmaster. The strongest one is the seventh-grade master, and the other two are the fifth-grade masters.

Judging from the current activity in the martial arts world, the Grand Master is already a master. After all, the Grand Master is not a roadside cabbage. Although there are many, not many.

The three of them were all wearing black ancient style robes and looked to be about to leave. When they saw Jin Heming and others, they stopped.

Wait for the group to come forward.

The seventh-grade master standing in front hugs his fists and performs martial arts etiquette.

"Are you guys from Ziyun Sect?"

People asked about Ziyun Sect, so Jin Heming naturally talked.

Jin Heming has a low cultivation level and has barely stepped into the Grand Master until now. When he sees the other party, he should have called him Senior, but behind him is Ziyun Sect, so he doesn't have to be so humble.

Besides, there is a great god around you. The strong men in the human fairyland are all with one sword, so what else can you show weakness?

In a arrogant sentence, you can speak more arrogantly, and the master from Kunlun Holy Palace.

"That's right." Jin Heming stepped forward, his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, nor too arrogant. Who knew whether this great god would protect him? After all, he was not familiar with him, so he would be a little low-key.

"What are you?"

"The Third Elder of Momen in Mocheng, Pei Yuhong."

"Oh." Jin Heming nodded, "So they are fellow Taoists from the Mo Sect. Do you know what happened to you when you come?"

Pei Yuhong walked forward two steps and said, "Mo City is the territory of Momen. Ziyun Sect broke in for no reason. We are ordered to come and ask about your purpose."

"Oh, we are here to save people."

"So, has the person been saved?"

Jin Heming nodded.

"Since that's the case, please don't stay for more than a friend of Ziyun Sect and leave Mo City as soon as possible." Pei Hongyu said.

Jin Heming frowned slightly, but he knew that the reason why the current forces are selfish is because of the clan concept and territory concept.

Ziyun Sect broke into Mo City for no reason and did not come to visit and explain the purpose of the visit, which would naturally arouse hostility from the Momen.

"joke."

Everyone's eyes moved to Xiahou Qingyu, because it was her who mocked her.

"This fairy, do you have any opinions?" Pei Yuhong asked with a frown.

Xiahou Qingyu sneered: "I have a big opinion. What Mocheng Momen? Is Mocheng your Momen?"

"Mocheng is the territory of Momen. Although I dare not say that this is well known to everyone, most of the colleagues in the martial arts world know it. If you ask a little, you will know it."

Xiahou Qingyu sneered: "You misunderstood what I mean. I mean that Mocheng belongs to your Momen. Who admits this? Has the country assigned Mocheng to your Momen? Why haven't I heard of it?"

Pei Yuhong's thin eyebrows frowned, and the character Sichuan was formed between his eyebrows, and he said in a deep voice: "It seems that he is a fledgling child. The education of the disciples of Ziyun Sect really needs to be improved. If you want to say such a ridiculous thing, don't say it again in the future, so as not to lose the people of Ziyun Sect."

"Mo City is occupied by our Momen. Does this need to be proved like others? Is the country not clear?" Pei Yuhong added.

Xiahou Qingyu sneered, "Maybe, the country really doesn't know, maybe it's clear that it's just that there's no time to deal with you. This is Long Xia. If you want to split the soil and divide it, it's treason. You can think about the consequences."

"Rareless." A fifth-grade master behind Pei Yuhong shouted angrily.

Pei Yuhong waved his hand, "Young girl, who is a fledgling girl, is really not afraid of tigers. It is a good thing to be young and energetic, but you have to learn to be gentle. I don't want to explain this matter anymore, so as not to say that I bully a younger generation. When you go back, you can ask your elders, and he will tell you what the current world is."

After Pei Yuhong said that, he looked at Jin Heming, "Fellow Daoist, taking good care of juniors is also a manifestation of power capabilities."

"You've made a mistake." Jin Heming smiled and said, "She is not a disciple of my Ziyun Sect. I have no right to discipline her at all. I think there are not many people in this world who are responsible for discipline."

Pei Yuhong raised his eyebrows slightly and asked curiously: "Why, does this little girl have any background?"

"He is my fiancée, do you have any objection?" Dawa said in a muffled voice with his big eyes.

Pei Hongyu's old face was a little bad. It took a long time since no one dared to speak to him in such a tone, and said in a deep voice: "Are you not a member of Ziyun Sect?"

"My name is Xiang Dawa, a god-killer. Do you have any opinions on me and my fiancée? Tell me directly?" Dawa said in a silence. It's okay to bully him, but it's not okay to bully Xiahou Qingyu.

Pei Hongyu's face changed drastically, and the two people behind him were also stiff and looked a little funny.

The disciple of the God of Killing?

Pei Hongyu had the urge to curse. He sarcastically sarcastically for a long time. No wonder the other party was disdainful. The relationship was because there was a big backer behind it.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree.

Few people in the martial arts world don’t know who the Killing God is.

The disciple of the God of Killing and the fiancee of his disciple are indeed not something he can discipline.

Pei Yuhong smiled stiffly and said, "It turns out that he is the disciple of the God of Killing, and he is ignorant and respectful."

Jin Heming laughed secretly and couldn't scare you to death.

He secretly glanced at Qin Mu, and suddenly remembered that this senior had instructed the Momen to restore the communications in Mo City.

"Cough..." Jin Heming stepped forward, "Actually, you don't come. I'm planning to settle down and visit you. I have something to discuss with you."

Pei Yuhong was stunned and said politely: "What's the matter? Please tell me."

"Do you know that the disciple of the God of Killing is being hunted down in the dense forest outside Mo City?"

Pei Yuhong's face changed slightly. They knew that they had sent someone to investigate, but there were several high-level human emperors among this group, which scared them so much that they pretended not to know anything.

"We really don't know about this."

Even if you know, you can't say it, otherwise you would have offended the God of Killing.

"It's okay, I'm just passing on a few words from the God of Killing to you."

"Kill God?" Pei Yuhong was stunned, "Please speak."

But he was wondering in his heart, how could the God of Killing pass a message to them?

"The disciples of the God of Killing were chased in the dense forest outside Mo City. They had the opportunity to notify the God of Killing to come and rescue them, but they did not expect that all the communication facilities were cut off, causing them to be injured... The God of Killing has already known about this, so I asked me to bring you a word."

Pei Yuhong had a bad idea in his heart. Jin Heming's meaning was already very clear, because they destroyed all the communications and almost killed the disciples who killed the gods.

Jin Heming looked at the cold sweat oozing out of the other party's forehead and felt secretly happy, but he still said with a stern face: "The God of Killing asked me to tell you that you should either resume the communication in Mocheng immediately, or wait for the family to be wiped out. Choose one of the two, you can choose for yourself."

Pei Yu's legs became weak and his body staggered a few times. Choose one... Is it necessary to choose? Compared with communication and life, what is more important? Any fool knows what to do?

Pei Yuhong's lips were a little dry, her throat seemed to be so dry that she couldn't speak, and her forehead was sweating coldly.

"Please also, please ask fellow Taoist to tell the God of Killing. The Momen knows the mistake, and we will immediately resume the communication in Mocheng."

Jin Heming smiled and felt very happy. Although it was a fox and a tiger's power, it was very happy. He said with a stern face: "I will definitely bring you. As for what to do, you can decide for yourself."

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