East Tianwang City, Zhongcheng District.
The first floor of the sky, Mr. Xu’s procession out on the street today, is really spectacular!
 There were really only a few people at the beginning.
 But after the news spread, outsiders learned that Mr. Xu was out on the street. The first few people were walking, and a long queue followed them.
 Some were serving tea, some were pouring water, some were carrying wine, and some were holding a large fruit plate...
It is clear that these are not the people on the first floor of the sky, but they are still arrogant and respectful, trying to make Mr. Xu like themselves so that they can get a position on the first floor of the sky.
 But today's "Xu Shao" is not the Xu Shao of yesterday after all.
 Facing such a scene that attracts so much attention, not only can’t I enjoy it, but I also feel uncomfortable.
 Xu Xiaoji was very scared!
He had no idea that Demon King Xu was out on the street... just out on the street, and that such a long queue would spontaneously form behind him!
  What kind of terrifying influence is this?
However, under Xin Gugu's instructions, he couldn't chase them away directly, so he could only agree with a stiff smile, while mentally looking forward to when the big devil would come back so that he could end his torturous journey out of the streets.
The imperial guards from the city lord's palace came several times.
But after driving away several groups of people, they found that this approach was ineffective. They could only divide the centaurs at the end to maintain the order of Xu Shao's parade on the street and strictly control the number of people in the rear to prevent traffic from being affected.
"You've been suspended!" After swimming all the way from Zhongcheng District and coming out of Tianluo Field, Mu Zixi was a little disappointed. She looked at Xu Xiaoji and said, "Why are you suspended? I also want to see Mr. Xu go to the ring and compete again."
Killing everyone!"
　　　…”
Xu Xiaoji trembled when he heard this.
How can he be so virtuous and capable that one day he can be protected by black and white impermanence like Mu Zixi and Xin Gugu who are really the devil's men?
  Along the way, apart from giving cold stares and humbly apologizing after the glare, Xu Xiaoji rarely spoke in a strict sense.
He was so weak that he could not speak. He could only be the taciturn Mr. Xu who cherished his words like gold!
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Mu Zixi could only retreat back out of boredom.
 She was hanging at the back of the team, joking with the people behind them carrying drinks and fruit plates, thinking that Xu Xiaoji was really boring, not as interesting as her senior brother at all, like a real wooden lump.
 Holding a large peeled orange and stuffing it into his mouth, Mu Zixi walked around as if there was no one around, but his mind was not entirely focused on the flattery of the people in the queue, but was a little strange.
　Today the wind is clear and the sun is shining brightly.
 Why do you still have a sinister feeling like someone is peeping behind you?
“Xin Xiaoku,” Mu Zixi jumped to Xin Gugu’s side and said, “I suspect that someone wants to kill me.”
 Xingugu: “…”
 He was speechless.
 Today, it was no less than five times that he heard Mu Zixi speak like this.
 When he first heard it, Xin Gugu was still very alert. There were spiritual thoughts patrolling back and forth between the rear team and the surrounding people, wanting to see where the assassin was.
But not only did I not notice any danger along the way, even when this information was revealed to Mo Mo, Mo Mo shook his head and denied it, saying that he didn't sense anything unusual.
If Xu Xiaoshou were here, I might as well ask him for advice. After all, this guy's sixth sense is better than that of a woman.
 But today's "Xu Shao"...
Xin Gugu glanced at Xu Xiaoji, who was walking a little stiffly, shook his head secretly, and said to Xu Xiaoshou, please come back soon, and said this guy can act?
If there weren't so many people following him, and anyone from the throne came up to chat with him, this guy would have knelt down!
“Is it your illusion?” Xin Gugu replied to Mu Zixi, seemingly unconcerned and slightly bored, but in fact he did not dare to relax his attention.
Perhaps there is really an assassin secretly, who was only watching the ignorant "Master Xu" or Mu Zixi alone throughout the whole process?
Xu Xiaoshou is not here, and Xin Gugu, who is responsible for guarding, will never dare to let anyone in the team get into trouble.
 Especially, it’s Mu Zixi!
"Maybe..." Mu Zixi chewed an orange, jumped up and down again.
To be honest, after five consecutive misperceptions, she began to wonder if she had been with her senior brother for too long. Once he left, was this a sign of lack of security?
 The team is still marching aimlessly.
If Xu Xiaoshou himself were here, there should be many goals today.
Such as the Alchemist Association taking badge exams, the Spiritual Formation Master Association doing things...
But if Xu Xiaoji came to lead the team, the group of people had only one tacit idea: just help the real Mr. Xu provide an alibi, and as for causing trouble...
 Haha, Xu Xiaoji is lucky enough just to be able to walk without spraining his feet.
 …
 The top of a tall building that no one pays attention to.
The north wind blew, blowing on the man in robe standing alone on the top of the tall building.
This man was dressed in dark blue, and his whole body was hidden in a wide-sleeved robe. He had a ferocious Hell King mask on his face. Under the mask, the direction he was looking at was clearly the direction of Xu Shao's team.
“This is the owner of the ‘God and Demon Eye’?”
The sound of wind on the top of the tall building slightly drowned out the masked man's muttering to himself.
This half-day of attention, coupled with the information collected in the past, made the masked man actually a little afraid, hesitating whether to take action now.
 It can be seen that the real core of this team is not this little girl with the "God and Demon Eyes" at all.
This optimistic, bouncing Silly Baitian only has innate cultivation. Even if she controls the "God and Demon Eyes", she can't make any waves in the hands of a strong person who has perfected the Throne Realm.
 The only thing that made Mask's heart palpitate was another young man who was very young like him.
 “Thank you for your hard work...”
The masked man was stroking the long sword at his waist, pushing his left thumb back and forth on the guard of the long sword. The long sword was being unsheathed and returned to the sheath over and over again, making a soft "tap-tat" sound on the top of the tall building.
 He is weighing and thinking.
“I can clearly sense that the realm of the throne is not perfect. He cannot be a person who has mastered the secrets. How come this guy can give me such a dangerous feeling?”
 “People with special abilities?”
“But, I can’t tell how special it is…”
 The masked man took off his gloves and scratched his head. He seemed to have thought of the rules again, so he put the gloves on obediently and touched the handle of the sword again.
 His heart suddenly became cruel.
"Dry!"
 But just then, the communication bead on his body rang.
  “Dididididud~”
 The masked man was startled, squatted down on the tall building, and took out the communication bead: "Hey, Mr. Huangquan? Did you miss me..."
 “Return to the team.” The other person only responded with two words of indifference.
 The masked man paused for a moment, looked at the group of people below who were gradually walking back towards the first floor in the sky, and said, "I've been staring at you for so long. It's very hard. If I just return to the team like this..."
 “Return to the team.”
 “Oh, good.”
The communication bead lost its sound, and the masked man didn’t even know whether the other party could hear his last humble response.
 But I was a little curious, why did Mr. Huangquan have to return to the team so soon after we agreed to do it together today?
Maybe it’s possible, others have already completed the mission.
 Myself, have you delayed it for too long?
 Squatting down and turning around, the masked man looked at the barbecue grill on one side that was covered by his robe. He hesitated for a while and said, "It didn't take long, right?"
 But it’s hard to disobey your orders.
He could only lift up his mask, revealing a young face, licked all the meat skewers on the shelf, put away the barbecue grill, and jumped from the top of the dozens of floors.
To be continued...