Chapter 699: White fog master

When the four people walked out of the hotel, the battle on the street was over, but the finishing work was not completed.
The streets were filled with smoke and smoke after the fierce battle. Under the blow of the morning breeze, the smell of a nose and a nose was overflowing, making people feel uncomfortable.
Above the ground, every few miles, there is a body of a gold armor warrior, the entire white fog city looks like a mass grave.
Last night, the four people were hiding in a room with large array of protection. Everything that happened outside they didn’t hear or see. Now, after seeing the white fog city after the war, I can imagine how much the battle last night was. fierce.
"How to distinguish the Golden Armor of the Tower of the Devil and the Golden Warrior of these cities." Ling Xiao looked as he walked and asked Yao Yao.
Anyway, this is not a secret. Yao Wei told Ling Xiao very simply: "Our gold armor has been tempered by holy fire, holy water baptism, anti-virus and high temperature resistance. There is no gold medal on these city soldiers."
Ling Xiao rolled his eyes, Yao Yao knew what Ling Xiao wanted to know, and then said: "Of course, if we want to distinguish from the outside, our gold armor helmet is generally pointed, like the tower top of the tower of the gods, and Theirs is a round top."
Fang Hongzhao always suspected Yao's identity. When he heard Yao Yao personally say "we", his face could not help but change: "You really are the tower of the demon tower."
Ling Xiao smiled and patted Fang Hongzhao’s shoulder:
Small side, don’t be so nervous.

Out of the inexplicable sense of trust in Ling Xiao, Fang Hongzhao did not care about Yao’s identity, but the thorn was always in his heart.
Over the years, his number of companions who died in the hands of the Tower of the Devil is countless. The Tower of the Devil is the one who respects his most respected Lu Zhan, which makes his feelings about the Tower of the Devil always bad.
The so-called "Hate House and Ukrainian", Yao Hong, who was born in the tower of the Devil, Fang Hongzhao naturally retains a sense of vigilance and bad feelings.
Ling Xiao can't think about Fang Hongzhao's thoughts. He is now counting how many of the bodies in the street are white foggy city, and how many of them belong to the tower of the gods.
A rough estimate, the loss on the side of the tower of the Devil seems to be doubled. This result makes Ling Xiao very happy.
This kind of simple provocation is made, and Ling Xiao is very appreciative of the IQ of those "Bing Ge".
Of course, what Ling Xiao really appreciates is the captain of the team of Baiwucheng who is willing to take the risk of being accountable for the younger brother. Such friends and bosses are rare.
In fact, in this respect, Ling Xiao is the same kind of person as the other party, but he did not realize it himself.
"Okay, oh, now they haven't slowed down, let's leave the city and say it." Ling Xiao walked toward the west gate.
Suddenly, Ling Xiao seemed to think of something and stopped his footsteps: "Small side, why are there so few people in the stronghold last night?"
Fang Hongzhao explained: "Because Nalan's son was attacked in Egret City, almost all of our soldiers here went to the Egret City to protect Nalan sons through the transmission."
Listening to Fang Hongzhao said, Ling Xiao suddenly smiled and turned and walked toward the opposite direction of the city gate.
Yao Yiyi said: "What are you doing, do you want to go back to Egret City."
Ling Xiaotou did not return, continue to move forward: "Exactly, seeing Nalanjie, maybe I will find the person I want to find."
At this time, the hall of the city hall of Baiwucheng was overturned.
The body of the defending warrior named Luhan was placed in the middle of the hall of the city's main government. His family cried and screamed, and accused the priests of the White Fog City of killing their loved ones.
Yuan Jiaxin is so angry, he and the other party have no complaints and no enmity, why should the other party fall into him.
"White City Lord, don't you feel a little strange about this matter." Yuan Jiaxin was inexplicably attacked by the White Mist City soldiers because of his own subordinates. Now he is framed by the other side, and the fire in his heart burns him crazy.
However, he had to swallow his voice, because their search action was indeed contrary to the agreement of the Tower of the Devil and the White Family of the Four Great Family, so he had to bear the temper and the city owner of White Fog City to explain: "If I really killed Your people, how can I leave these living things to let them prove to me."
A middle-aged short-shoulder man sat in the middle of the hall. The man wore a purple blond hair and was dressed in a white silky robes. The attire was simple and noble.
This person is the white source of Baiyin City, Baiyuan, is a side disciple of the Bai family of the four major families in the East China, can be appointed as a city owner, naturally not a general generation.
The relationship between the tower of the gods and the major families is in a tense period, and Baiyuan does not want to make things big, but he is not willing to smash the prestige of their white family.
Therefore, he insisted that only the Yuanjia new answer his two questions: "Yuan priests, or those words, please explain, who are you searching for, and the scars on the body of my subordinate warrior are you? Caused by the priest of the Devil's Tower."
Yuanjiaxin is so angry, the ghost knows how the inexplicably dead guy has the scar of "Sacred Spirit".
He couldn't explain it because it was impossible for a person who had not been baptized by the holy water of the Tower of God to make such an attack.
Those who have accepted the baptism of the Holy Water of the Tower of Gods are absolutely not allowed to join the forces of each family, or they will be sentenced to death.
Therefore, this person is not his new family, but he can only count on him.
What's more, he and Bai Yuan searched for the souls of Lu Han's relatives at the same time, proving that they did not lie, which made the Yuan family new.
The only thing he can explain is that if he wants to let people know, those people can't be left alive.
However, now Baiyuan is forced to tighten, and his Yuanjiaxin is silent, and he can't admit it.
Seeing that Yuanjiaxin intends to cope with himself with dead skin, Baiyuan sneer: "Since the Yuan priest has no way to explain it, then I have to inform my uncle, let him know the Lord of the Devil's Tower, the noble spirit of the gods, talk about it... ..."
"Okay." Yuan Jiaxin passed through the inner struggle and measured the stakes. He only had to hate the truth: "Last night we met a person holding the of the gods in the stronghold of the gods and devils alliance. The priest used the power of the whole city and was looking for them."
Baiyuan is also a cold cry: "The gods, the people who have the gods, how can you be an opponent, take less of this to fool the city."
When Yuan Xinxin made a fuss, he rounded his eyes and said: "This priest swears to the Lord of the Soul in the name of the soul. If there is falsehood, it will be destroyed."
Bai Yuan saw that the Yuan family had made such a swearing oath, knowing that what he said was non-virtual, and this was the result of revealing the dignified color and falling into contemplation.
A moment later, Bai Yuan immediately issued an order: "By the city's main command, all the images of those who entered the city in the past few days have been passed over. In addition, the whole city is strictly banned, and anyone is allowed to enter and exit the White City."
In a short while, the images of Ling Xiao’s three were presented in front of Bai Yuan and Yuan Jiaxin. Yuan Jiaxin said with excitement that Ling Xiao said:
It is one of the three men and one woman.

Wang Qiang, who was guarding the city gate with Lu Han, immediately shouted: "I remember them, they are the city that entered yesterday."
The image not only presented the three people, but also the two black clouds and mad bees showed all the things that Luhan and Wang Qiang had done.
"The original guy used the breath tracking skills of the black cloud mad bee to find Luhan." Baiyuan's brow lock is tighter, the other party is doing this, is it premeditated, want to make the tower of the demon and white Home fire?
Wang Qiang scared a cold sweat. If it was Luhan who died yesterday, it would be his own death.
Inadvertently, he went away from the gate of the ghost. Wang Qiang secretly rejoiced that he was not a good-looking woman because he was less than Luhan on weekdays.
The captain of the first team knew that he was reckless, and he quickly slammed down to Baiyuan: "The master of the city, all the responsibilities are under the shackles, and it is a reckless, not related to other brothers, asking the lord to punish."
Bai Yuan waved his hand, but his eyes looked at Yuan Xinxin with deep thoughts: "But, this thing does not blame you, I think, the Yuan priest should not blame it."
"It won't be." Yuan Jiaxin's face was pumped a few times, and he slammed his voice. He had a ghost in his heart. Even if he was killed by a white smoker in the city, he could only forcibly swallow this breath.
"This is good." After Bai Yuan resolved the contradiction, he passed on the image of Ling Xiao: "Notify the whole city, let the three people pass."
"There is another beggar." Yuan Jiaxin immediately added: "The guy is their fellow party."
Baiyuan coughed twice, and Yuanjiaxin realized that he was too excited and quickly converge.
In a short while, the shadow of a defending city soldier was presented in front of everyone in the hall of the city hall: "The Lord of the City, four people have just left the city, and the figure of three people is quite like, but the face is not at all like it."
Bai Yuan had a hunch in his heart and said: "Take their portraits."
"Yes, the city owner." The defending soldier was sent to the soul after the appearance of the four-person costume.
Although after the costumes, Yuan Jiaxin recognized Ling Xiao at a glance: "It is they, Baicheng, must seize these guys."
Without the new identification of the Yuan family, it is natural to recognize the camouflage of Ling Xiao with the vision of Bai Yuan.
Seeing Yuanjiaxin so excited, Baiyuan could not help but coldly: "Yuan priests, if you have not delayed the opportunity, these four people will have the opportunity to leave my white fog city, and now go chasing, I am afraid I can't catch up."
Although he did not want to admit it, Yuan Jiaxin still agreed with Bai Yuan’s statement that the whole head suddenly pulled down, like a wrong dog.
After pondering for a moment, Baiyuan suddenly remembered something, pointing to the images of Ling Xiao, Yao Wei and Ling Shiyu. "The priest, among the three, there must be one who is the tower of the demon, you may have Ways to find out their identity."
Yuan Jiaxin’s eyes immediately lit up, and there was a cruel smile on his face:
No problem, hey, as long as they are the towers of the demon tower, they absolutely cannot escape the search of the tower of the gods.