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Chapter 4036

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Perhaps it was due to his confidence in his own abilities, but he did not think that he would be a match for the Yama Lord, Xuanyuan Moze.

After entering the city, he looked no different from an ordinary old man in his gray robes. His hair was white, and he was dressed in simple gray robes. His appearance was inconspicuous, and the pressure and aura he exuded made him look ordinary and inconspicuous.

His gaze swept around the surroundings, then he strode forward. According to the news from his sect, the Fengjiu's man and child were staying in this city. As long as he could find the location of her child, he did not believe that she would not hand over the item!

When he thought of the item that was taken away, the anger in his heart surged, but he suppressed it.

In a house in the city, Xuanyuan Moze was drinking tea and playing chess with the monk in the courtyard. After the monk placed a chess piece, he picked up a black chess piece with two fingers and played with it for a while. Then, he slowly placed the black chess piece down.

The monk glanced at it, then picked up a white chess piece and placed it down. Just as his white chess piece was placed down, the black chess piece followed suit and surrounded the white chess piece, putting him into a dead end.

"Almsgiver, your chess style today is very aggressive," the monk said slowly.

"Master, are you admitting defeat?" Xuanyuan Moze looked at him and asked. He was still playing with the black chess piece in his hand.

"This poor monk's chess skills are no match for almsgiver. We have been playing for an entire morning, but I have not won a single game against almsgiver. I am ashamed," he said slowly with his palms together.

Xuanyuan Moze's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile, "It is normal for the master to not win against me." He looked outside the courtyard, as if waiting for something.

"This poor monk sees that almsgiver seems to be waiting for someone?" The monk looked at him calmly.

Xuanyuan Moze's deep black eyes flashed with a dark light. He said slowly in a low voice, "I am waiting for someone who is seeking death." As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at the monk and revealed a mysterious smile, "Master, you can stay and take a look. Perhaps, it is someone you know."

The monk looked at him and didn't say anything. He only lowered his gaze slightly.

Ying Yi, who came out of nowhere, stepped forward and changed a cup of hot tea for the two of them. Then, he quietly retreated to a dark corner and quietly guarded them.

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Moze's eyes flashed as he played with the chess piece. A cold light flashed in his eyes as he stood up in an instant. With a wave of his black robe, he disappeared from the courtyard in the blink of an eye.

When the monk saw this, he looked up and hesitated for a moment. Then, he stood up and walked out.

At the same time, at the back door, the Sect Leader of the hidden Sect was quietly entering the back door. However, as soon as he stepped into the back door, he felt a wave of energy flow. He immediately withdrew his foot, but it was too late.

Swish!

A sharp air current streaked across the air and attacked the old man. It was so fast and its aura was so sharp that it made one's heart skip a beat. When the old man sensed the incoming airflow, he instinctively raised his sleeves and a powerful force shot out from his sleeves, dispersing the airflow in front of him.

Swish!

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