On a hill made of cloud and soil, the red maple leaves slowly fell.

They turned around and slowly fell to the ground.

Lightly, without a sound.

In a pavilion, the city master of Liancheng stretched out his hand and took a cup of tea from the table. Several pieces of red leaves were soaked in the red tea.

After blowing the heat on the water, the city master of Liancheng took a slow sip.

After drinking, he frowned.

"The Lord of Light drinks this stuff on weekdays?"

The waiter on the side hurried forward.

"Returning to Lord City Lord, according to Hoyle Paro's report, Lord Light likes to drink these things in water on weekdays, and I don't know where it came from."

The City Lord of Liancheng frowned and smacked his lips, as if he wanted to taste the subtle differences in the taste, but no matter how he tasted it, he couldn't find the uniqueness of this thing.

If bitterness is also an addictive taste, then drinking water like this has some taste.

While the City Master was thinking hard, the two came from the horizon.

Almost in a blink of an eye, a person appeared opposite the City Lord of Liancheng, gently lifted the robe, and sat on the opposite side of the City Lord.

Qin Yichen looked at the red-eyed city lord of Liancheng, and after a while, he moved from him to the water glass on the table.

"Light Lord, come by invitation."

"I don't know what is the most important thing for the city master of Liancheng. You must talk to me in private?"

The City Lord of Liancheng smiled lightly.

"I'm just looking for you to come out and talk, Hoylparo is about to blow you into the sky, of course I have to come and see, what kind of strange person can make this person who has been loyal to me for tens of thousands of years so full of praise ."

After a slight pause, the city master of Liancheng withdrew his gaze towards Qin Yichen.

He put his hands on the table slowly, his eyes fixed on Qin Yichen.

"In my opinion, you don't seem to be too strong."

The next moment, the table was suddenly pushed towards Qin Yichen's position.

Qin Yichen calmed down, stepped forward with one foot, pressed against the heel of the table, and at the same time pressed his palm on the table.

call!

A wave of air suddenly swept through.

Qin Yichen's eyes caught a glimpse of the shaky cup of tea on the table, stretched out his empty left hand, and straightened the cup.

"Although you haven't grasped the essence of this thing, how can I live up to my heart."

Steady pressing the teacup on the table, it was as peaceful as Mount Tai, not moving at all.

City Master Liancheng's eyes were slightly blank, and he also freed up a hand and grabbed the teacup.

"Since this thing is not as good as the tea in your hand, then don't, it's fine."

Grabbing the teacup, the city master of Liancheng lifted the teacup up.

The teacup Qin Yichen held down slowly lifted up.

Qin Yichen frowned slightly.

The strength of the city lord of Beiyun Refining City is far stronger than he expected.

This seemingly fluffy action of pressing the teacup is not simple at all for Qin Yichen.

It is covered with aura, and under the teacup, there is a magic circle that connects the teacup and the table.

It is not difficult to lift the teacup under such circumstances.

And the City Lord of Beiyun Refining City actually did it, and looking at his posture, it doesn't seem to be very difficult.

Qin Yichen slowly let go of his hand after he re-characterized the city lord of Beiyun Liancheng as above the peak of the knight in his heart.

"Why did you break the teacup together because of a cup of tea?"

"That's not my style."

Qin Yichen let go of his hand and looked at the city lord of Beiyun Liancheng indifferently.

The mayor also breathed a sigh of relief.

At least, he has a bottom line.

He had heard some things about the Temple of the Lord of Light from Hoylparo's mouth, especially after knowing that the believers in the Temple of the Lord of Light were extremely united, he actually had an idea.

For so many years, the City Lord of Liancheng has also clearly felt that under the circumstances of many floating City City Lords having different ideas, there is not much he can do.

In particular, the internal conflict of interests has largely checked and balanced his development plan.

And now, he saw another opportunity.

If it can be guaranteed that the Temple of the Lord of Light will not **** his subordinates, it is also a good choice to use the cohesion of the Temple of the Lord of Light to reduce the contradictions within the floating city.

But he was still worried.

Because of the Lord of Light, the person who made the Supreme Court of God fear.

If the opponent's strength far exceeds his own, then his plan to introduce the believers of the Temple of the Lord of Light is to introduce wolves into the room.

This is very bad for him.

Now, after Lord Heguang's temptation this time, he has understood a lot of things.

For example, the Lord of Light itself is not strong, and even after being introduced, he can rely on his own strength to suppress it.

He let go of his hand lightly, and the city master of Liancheng put the teacup on the table.

"Lord Light, I have a question for you to answer."

"Why is the Supreme Court so afraid of you?"

Looking at the red eyes of the city lord of Liancheng, Qin Yichen took a deep breath and said.

"it's actually really easy."

After finishing speaking, Qin Yichen exerted force on his feet, and the table instantly turned into a ball of powder.

Only the teacup was still floating in its original position.

Qin Yichen still stretched out his hand and placed it on the original table.

"Because I have the ability to lift the table, none of you should have it, but I only have this ability."

The corners of Qin Yichen's mouth raised slightly.

From the question of the City Lord of Liancheng, Qin Yichen already knew his plan. This time, he was not here to deal with himself, but to negotiate benefits.

And this is exactly what Qin Yichen wanted.

Now the manpower arranged by the Supreme Court will take three days to start. During this time, Qin Yichen needs to finish all aspects of things before he can concentrate on dealing with it.

After three thousand years of practice, no one knows whether a monster will be raised.

As Qin Yichen and Liancheng City Lord agreed on their goals, both of them smiled slightly.

At this moment, Hoyle Paro finally arrived here. He looked at the fans on the ground, and then looked at Qin Yichen and the city lord of Liancheng, who were chatting very much, only to feel a big head.

The Lord of Refining City looked at Hoylparo.

"You did a good job this time, let's just leave the matter in the competition, and no longer punish you."

Qin Yichen smiled slightly.

"It seems that the Lord of the City is in a good mood. Why don't we take advantage of this time to talk about some important things. Your only son was killed by me, what kind of compensation do you want?"

As soon as this stubble was mentioned, Hoyle Parro's heart rose to the top.

Continue to wink at Qin Yichen, and even transmit voice in secret.

"What are you doing, Lord Light, to take the initiative to mention this, isn't it boring to ask for yourself?"

"Hurry up and think about how to explain this misunderstanding to the Lord of the City."

Qin Yichen listened to Hoyle Paro's words, not only was not nervous at all, but instead looked at the Lord of Liancheng. "That's your only son. Do you have to pay more?"