Mobei Tower, Murong Wu and his party returned to the coast and came to the nearest Mobei Tower.
As expected, Mobei Tower is powerful in this continent.
Even in such a remote place, it still has its presence.
Murong Wu couldn't help but frown.
For such a huge industry, it is said that the behind it is as elegant and ordinary as this restaurant.
I would not believe it.
However, a force has spread all over Lingtian, and Di Jueshang, a man who is so iron-blooded and dictatorial, has not suppressed it.
Or, this is not possible.
Beilou belongs to his sphere of influence, or the influence of Empress Mo Bei is beyond his control.
Murong Wu felt that it belonged to the latter.
Because Mo Bei Tower has influence all over the Zhuyuan Continent, and it exists in every country and every sphere of influence.
Therefore, from her point of view, Di Jueshang should not have that ability yet.
The elegance remains the same, the bamboo wind blows in the face, everything is still elegant, but people's mood is different.
Murong Wu had calmed down now, and Xiao Xiao's fear seemed to have been suppressed, while Murong Chen and Murong Feng also did not react, as if everything was logical.
Murong Wu arranged everything and asked Xue Qiu'er to stay and take care of Xiao Xiao.
Murong Feng naturally looked at Murong Chen and wanted to buy some things herself.
Murong Wu was still dressed in white and elegant, but the coldness in her eyes and the cold temperament on her body did not make people feel that she was really as harmless as she appeared.
When she set foot on this land again, the uncomfortable sense of conspiracy hit her heart, and the sharpness in her eyes was even worse.
No matter what the conspiracy is, as long as she is not involved, she will not get involved, but if it does involve her, then she will never let the people behind the scenes sit there peacefully.
She will not have a good time, and they will also follow suit. layer of skin She has not yet found the cause of the abnormality at sea, but she is wondering if it is the barrier that seals Wuyou Continent that is causing trouble.
If so, then this will be a bit tricky.
That kind of illusion was so realistic that no one of them could distinguish it.
The storm beast wave came suddenly.
If they resisted, their own skills would backfire.
If they didn't resist, they would be doomed.
Murong Wu walked on the street.
The surrounding area was far less prosperous than the imperial capital, but it was harmonious.
This made her feel that Emperor Jueshang was indeed capable.
Even in this desolate and remote place, he was not too poor.
This coastal area is not as prosperous as it is now, an important transportation link connecting overseas countries.
The coastal area in this area is somewhat similar to the coastal area in ancient China.
It is a desolate area.
However, the poverty on this Lingtian coastal area has receded, and there are no prosperous areas like the imperial capital.
Quiet and cozy.
This street is not bustling, but it does have everything and a complete range of shops.
Murong Wu was dressed in white and had an exquisite face.
She was very eye-catching and very eye-catching on the street.
This place is simple and honest, but the people also have this Lingtian, or in other words, the tough folk customs of Zhuyuan Continent.
When Murong Wu walked on the street, she attracted special attention.
Even though she was not a womanizer or a troublemaker, many older girls looked at her directly without any shyness.
Being looked at so directly by such a group of people, Murong Wu's face began to darken.
It seemed that he would have to put on makeup next time he went out.
However, fortunately, these girls only looked at each other and did not make any other excessive moves, and Murong Wu did not have a seizure.
But they didn't take any action, but some people who didn't have eyesight wanted to die.
Murong Wu was walking when suddenly, a bunch of people blocked her face.
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Without raising her eyes, Murong Wu walked around and said, "Stop!"
a sharp male voice sounded.
The sound was like a cock being pinched by the throat, it was extremely unpleasant.
Murong Wu didn't frown, she still followed her own pace and walked her own path.
At this time, the person behind her was completely angry.
With a wave of her hand, the group of people rushed towards her: