Far-to-distance attacks are an important strategy among the thirty-six strategies, which means to pull one to fight one. In the battle between heroes, no organization can challenge all forces at the same time. Therefore, it is necessary to turn some enemies into their own allies, and then eliminate those enemies that must be eliminated now, so that they can avoid falling into two battles.

"Welcome to Lord Ao Guang." Several little dragons looked nervously at the arrival of the old dragon king with full pomp, and were naturally very frightened.

"Hello, all the colleagues of the Dragon Clan," Ao Guang walked off the carriage proudly and walked down slowly. Several beautiful fish demons around him followed Ao Guang, feeling like an emperor of a great country.

"Look at that waist, tsk tsk tsk tsk, it's really good." A little dragon said to the other little dragon carefully: "I really want to sleep with one or two of him."

"Shh, don't talk nonsense, that's the Dragon King of the East China Sea, Ao Xuan, do you want to be beaten by your father again?" said the older dragon next to him.

Ao Guang walked forward slowly, and an oldest dragon followed Ao Guang and said, "Your Highness Dragon King, my father is ill and lying in bed. I don't know that Mr. Ao Guang's arrival, otherwise we, the juniors, should have welcomed him from afar."

"It's okay, I'm just here to visit," Ao Guang said with a smile. "The dragon clan has withered talents now. Only your South China Sea Dragon Palace still looks so beautiful, and the talents have not withered. There are a large group of dragons and dragon grandchildren, and you are jealous of them when you look at them, haha!"

"Your Highness wants to come to visit our South China Sea at any time."

"Haha, you are the Prince of the Dragon in the South China Sea. What's your name?" Ao Guang asked proudly.

"In the morning of Ao Jin." Prince Long of the South China Sea said cautiously.

"Well, the hospitality is good. Take me to see your father." Ao Guang was very happy to see that the Dragon Clan could have successors, and his steps could not help but rise quickly.

The helicopter flew slowly over, and the strong searchlight made the people on the deck unable to open their eyes.

Yi Qinglian walked out of the confidential room. She was holding the dispatch report in her hand. The little secretary next to her ran over nervously and said, "Sir, you should go back, if the helicopter is..."

"I am from the United Nations Department of Mysterious Affairs." Yi Qinglian threw the dispatch report in her hand to the young secretary, and then walked forward by herself.

The helicopter slowly landed on the deck of the city on the sea. Several men in suits walked down and said, "Where is the president of your company, I want to meet the top person in charge of your project."

"I am the highest person in charge," Yi Qinglian walked over and said, "Sir, is there anything you can help?"

"Hello. Ms. Yi Qinglian, I am an agent of the United Nations Department of Mystery. We have an investigation and hope you can cooperate." The man said to Yi Qinglian in fluent English.

Before Yi Qinglian could speak, an extremely subtle voice came from her ears, which was Chu Chen's voice: "I can read my mind easily. The task of this man being sent is to peacefully resolve the affairs of the sea city. If necessary, he may use violent means to let me follow you."

"Please here." Yi Qinglian's face changed. Then she made serious gestures to take the two agents from the Mysterious Affairs Department to the confidential room.

Chuchen followed slowly behind.

Yue Qingrou also wanted to follow, but was stopped by Chu Chen. Chu Chen said: "There are more than a dozen iron-shelled ships at least 70 nautical miles outside the United Nations. You are watching outside. If there is any abnormal movement, tell me immediately and don't believe what they call radar. Those big ships have long entered the radar's scanning range. But the radar did not call the alarm."

"I understand." Yue Qingrou could only nod. She knew that everyone was fighting now. Now the only ones who were looking for the house are Yi Qinglian, Chu Chen and Yue Qingrou.

You can't hold back.

"This matter is not to be discussed." A bull-nosed old Taoist snorted coldly, "I dare not say goodbye. The ancient Taoist still has a warm heart, but it's okay to help anyone, help the demon clan? Humph..."

When Yunwu and his sister looked at each other, they knew that this would happen, so they deliberately found someone who was easy to talk to, but unexpectedly they still touched the gray.

Yun Wu bowed to the end and said, "Sir, please don't say that. I think that everyone is from the Chinese immortal cultivation world, and they all go to fight against enemies a hundred years ago to restore my reputation as China. Isn't this a good thing?"

"Whether it is moral or righteousness, it is not reasonable. What is the demon clan? It is the beast path. How can I do something with a bunch of beasts alone? What do you think I am?" said the old Taoist, "I won't say anything else. My third disciple was injured by the demon clan. How do you calculate this!"

"You are called internal conflicts among the people. What we are talking about now is national class hatred." Yun Wu said with a smile, "The world is righteous, the world is righteous."

"It's useless, useless!" The old Taoist priest said hatefully: "Don't talk to me about the unusable things. What kind of righteousness in the world? Let the monsters take over my Qilu? These monsters acted against each other, killed my fellow Taoists, and injured my disciples. Now they asked me to help them fight the country. What a joke! Humph!"

Yun Wu wanted to say a few more words, but his sister was pulled. Yun Wu turned around and looked at his sister. The sister shook her head. This old Taoist was so stubborn that he probably couldn't call him.

Yun Wu pursed his lips, took back all the good words, and said with a thorn in his mouth, "Goodbye!"

"No!" The old Taoist priest brushed his big hand and left.

"I'm so angry!" Yun Wu walked out of the Taoist temple of the old Taoist priest, and felt extremely discouraged. "This is the third one. There are only six or seven Taoist temples in our country that are still operating, and half of them are there, and none of them agree! Do we really want to go to the haystack in the mountains to find a needle?"

"Don't worry, you can understand all the things you know," Yun Wu persuaded his sister, "I believe there are still some people in China who know the righteousness of the world."

"Two donors," a little novice monk walked out of the night and said, "Where are you coming from and where are you going?"

"Monk?" Yunwu and his sister looked at each other and immediately thought of their own problems. Yun Wu immediately said: "Little kid, we are Long An... Ah, we are friends from the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea. We want to find people who understand the righteousness of the world and help us fulfill the dream of the heroic souls of thousands of Chinese immortal cultivators."

"You said it very well." The little shaman's eyes shining, "Come with me, my master is waiting for you in the temple at the foot of the mountain."

"Is there really a master who predicts the unknown?" Yun Wu suddenly became happy.

The little shakimi smiled brightly: "No, he shook it with **."
Chapter completed!