"Practice hard, and I will bring you more surprises!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian's voice echoed in the void again.
"Yes, Emperor!"
"Don't worry, Emperor, we will definitely practice well!"
"I have never wanted to practice well as I do now!"
…
Mo Wentian's voice came, and Hancheng was boiling again.
"Uncle Niu, Hancheng is managing well!"
"When this emperor comes back next time, they will have rewards, and so will you!"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Mo Wentian cast his eyes on Uncle Niu.
Looking at Uncle Niu, Mo Wentian said with a slight grin.
"Emperor, this is what I should do!"
Uncle Niu looked at Mo Wentian with a respectful expression on his face.
In Niu Bo's heart, Mo Wentian's position is irreplaceable.
Mo Wentian not only allowed him to regain the pride and confidence he had ten thousand years ago, but also restored his cultivation so that he could continue to practice. More importantly, Mo Wentian allowed him to avenge and kill Han Jin.
Not to mention that Mo Wentian asked him to manage Hancheng, even if Mo Wentian went up the mountain of swords and into the sea of fire, he would not retreat at all.
"It's time for me to leave!"
"Practice well!"
Mo Wentian reached out and patted Uncle Aniu on the shoulder and said indifferently.
The next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared into the void.
Watching the figure leave, Uncle Niu's eyes flashed with a firm look.
"Emperor, don't worry, I will definitely manage this Hancheng well for you!"
As he muttered to himself, Uncle Niu's eyes were full of determination.
"The Emperor is gone. The Emperor has been back for a while, why is he leaving again?"
"The emperor is a person who handles big things. If the emperor leaves, there must be a reason to leave!"
"It's time for us to practice. When the Emperor comes back next time, we can't let him down!"
"That's right, when the emperor comes back, we must give him a surprise!"
…
Watching Mo Wentian's figure disappear into the void, countless warriors in Han City were talking and heading in various directions.
For a moment, countless warriors in Han City fell into practice.
And just when countless warriors in Hancheng were falling into cultivation, Mo Wentian's figure had already appeared on the boundary of Jincheng hundreds of thousands of feet away.
As for Yuancheng, Mo Wentian believed that Wu Chi He Quan would definitely take care of Yuancheng like Long Wu and Niu Bo.
On a hillside, a cold gleam flashed across Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Xiaojiao and Huantian, how are you doing with your inquiries into the situation in Jincheng?"
Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and Mo Wentian's eyes flashed.
"Buzzing..."
The next moment, Mo Wentian's mind moved, and a mysterious rune shining with golden light appeared in his hand.
This is a transmission note.
Immediately, Mo Wentian moved towards the rune and punched out seals one after another.
The rune immediately dissipated into the void.
At this moment, in an inn in Jincheng, a dragon and a demon were in a guest room, munching on chicken legs one after another.
"this is mine!"
"This is what I ordered. If you want to eat it, you can order it yourself!"
"Why is it yours? I obviously ordered it!"
…
One dragon and one demon were quarreling because of one thing.
"Buzzing..."
Suddenly, a rune shining with golden light appeared in front of them.
At this moment, the dragon and demon instantly put down the chicken legs, and his expression became serious.
"It's from the boss!"
"Open it quickly and take a look!"
Looking at the transmission note in the void, the dragon and the demon looked at each other.
Immediately, without the slightest hesitation, Huantian stretched out his oil-stained, furry claws and crushed the transmission note directly.
"Come to Jinpo quickly!"
The moment the transmission note was crushed, Mo Wentian's cold and arrogant voice resounded.
"Jinpo?"
"Did the boss come to Jincheng?"
Hearing this, a look of doubt appeared in Huantian's eyes.
The two of them were no strangers to Jin Po.
In the past few days since they came to Jincheng, they have already figured out all the places in Jincheng, let alone Jinpo, who is somewhat famous in Jincheng.
Even if it's an unknown person, there's nothing they don't know.
"Why are we thinking so much? The boss asked us to go to Jinpo, so let's go to Jinpo!"
A cold light flashed in Xiaojiao's eyes.
The next moment, this dragon demon didn't hesitate at all. His figure flashed and headed directly in the direction of Jin Po.
"Did you see anything passing by here just now?"
"It seems like something passed before our eyes?"
"I saw it too, it was a ball of furry stuff, like a ball!"
"That's so fast. Even a strong man in the early stage of the Emperor's career wouldn't be that fast!"
"Could it be that some terrifying strong man has come to our Jin City?"
…
Wherever Xiaojiao and Mo Wentian passed, countless people started talking.
Listening to the discussions, the dragon and the demon grinned from ear to ear, smiling from ear to ear.
"They are really guys who have never seen the world. How fast is this?"
Xiaojiao's face was full of disdain, and there was even more disgust in his voice.
"Little Jiao, don't be so proud, they are not talking about your speed!"
Huantian looked at Xiaojiao's proud look, grinned slightly, and said in a joking manner.
"It's not me you're talking about, how could it be you!"
"You are just a hairy ball, and with your cultivation level of the Heavenly King, it will still be you!"
"And didn't you hear them talking just now?"
"They are saying that something like a fluffy ball flashed past, which means you are not fast enough, and they have seen your afterimage!"
When Huantian said this, a trace of anger arose in Xiaojiao's heart.
The next moment, he seemed to remember something, looked at Huantian, and said with an arrogant expression.
"It's just some comments from others, I don't care!"
"You'd better hurry up and don't keep the boss waiting for too long!"
Hearing this, Huantian shook his head and said.
Huantian knew very well about Xiaojiao's character and knew that he must take advantage of his words, so Huantian stopped arguing with him.
He just speeded up and headed in the direction of Jinpo.
After a moment, a dragon and a demon appeared in the golden slope.
As soon as he appeared, he saw that very familiar figure.
Without the slightest hesitation, the figures of Xiaojiao and Huantian flashed, and a dragon and a demon landed directly on Mo Wentian's shoulders.
"Boss, have you finished dealing with the affairs of the Heaven-Devouring Kingdom?"
Seemingly remembering something, Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice.