Still flowers paved the way, still fragrance filled the room, mankhola came in from the flowers with a blue face.


    Yang Xuan ignored her, walked straight over and sat on the sofa.


    Mahalo sneered: "Yang Xuan, the great God of famine is about to return. Before that, the alliance court needs to conduct a detailed investigation and inquiry on you. Come with me."


    Yang Xuan whispered softly and asked, "alliance court? If they want to know anything, they might as well come here and ask."


    Mahalo continued to sneer: "that''s not up to you. If you dare to disobey the order of the alliance court, you will be regarded as a traitor of the alliance and bear the consequences."


    Yang Xuan said impatiently, "I say again, I''m not your prisoner."


    Mahalo''s voice became colder and colder. He said, "whether you are a prisoner or not, you have to make a judgment by the alliance court. I advise you to follow me obediently, otherwise, ha ha."


    Yang Xuan''s eyes narrowed, looked at Mahalo and said, "otherwise, how about it?"


    In fact, he was already quite impatient.


    It''s already the limit of his patience to stay here and wait for the famine God to come back. He still looks at the general trend of fighting against foreign demons and takes the overall situation into account. Otherwise, he won''t even come here.


    He is neither a good man nor a hero. Just leave the work of saving the universe to those who have a heart to do. He is lazy to get involved.


    But now these people forced him again and again, which made him very impatient.


    Mahalo sneered: "you can try."


    Yang Xuan lost his smile, shook his head and said, "it sounds very fresh. The ashes of the last person who threatened me like this are afraid to melt. What are you, dare to threaten me?"


    Mahalana once thought that Yang Xuan would be so merciless. A little stunned, he was angry: "Yang Xuan, what are you talking about? Say it again?"


    Yang Xuan leaned back and whispered to the piano: "are you watching a joke?"


    Qin Liuyin said with a smile: "I don''t see jokes. I just think your patience is very good."


    The ignored Mahalo finally couldn''t help but snort angrily, and the flowers all over the room suddenly flew up, forming a river of flowers, running back and forth, rushing towards Yang Xuan.


    The fragrance smelled, and Yang Xuan didn''t even change his expression. He just grabbed it, and the flowers all over the sky dissipated into petals on the ground.


    Mahalo was stunned, her face changed slightly, waved, and the petals on the ground flew back to her and hovered.


    At the next moment, these petals are recombined into flowers, but they appear more delicate and beautiful, dispersing some strange fragrance.


    Boom!


    The whole world changed dramatically in an instant. The original scenery disappeared and replaced by a world of flowers.


    Mahalo was among the flowers and was about to say something when his face suddenly changed.


    The next second, a white slender hand suddenly stretched out from the flowers and just pulled it gently.


    Hiss!


    The whole world collapsed in an instant, and flowers withered and withered one after another.


    Mahalo finally turned pale, stepped back three steps, and said in horror, "how is it possible?"


    With a flick of his fingers, a wisp of finger wind came like a sharp blade, passed through Mahalo''s chest and made a soft pop.


    Mahalo groaned and felt as if he had been hit by a star. The whole man lost control and flew back.


    "Yang Xuan, I''m not finished with you..." she roared bitterly and dragged her injured body away quickly.


    After Mahalo left, the harp clapped and asked, "why don''t you kill her?"


    Yang Xuan shook his head: "it''s still useful to keep her. You don''t understand."


    Qin Liuyin smiled and stopped talking.


    Come here for a while, Ji Cang and Ulysses look nervous and ask for a meeting. After coming in, Ji Cang looks pale and says, "Xuansheng, did you hurt Yin Saint Mahalo?"


    Yang Xuan nodded indifferently.


    Ji Cang sighed: "Mahalo has a great influence on the alliance court. If you hurt him, I''m afraid it will be disadvantageous to you in the future trial."


    Yang Xuan said with a smile, "it doesn''t matter. I never need any court trial."


    Ji Cang and Ulysses were stunned, and then they remembered Yang Xuan''s identity and accomplishments.


    Also, since you are a God, how can you care about the judgment result of the alliance court?


    After they left, Yang Xuan thought someone would come next to the court, but there was no news.


    Two days later, Yang Xuan suddenly felt a breath like the boundless universe coming down.


    Yang Xuan''s heart moved.


    The famine God is back.


    Sure enough, before long, a team of people in black came to Yang Xuan and asked Yang Xuan to go to the League court.


    Yang Xuan naturally agreed.


    The so-called alliance court is not a Hongda Building in Yang Xuan''s imagination, but a suspended square suspended in white clouds.


    There are trapezoidal seats on the left and right sides of the square, which are full of people. They all focus on Yang Xuan with different looks.


    Behind him are four stone pillars that connect the sky. The team of people in black who escorted Yang Xuan here have dispersed and stood under the pillars, staring at Yang Xuan.


    In front of the square, there is a huge golden throne, exuding dignity.


    There was no one sitting on the throne, but Yang Xuan keenly felt that there seemed to be a faint smell and always paid attention to it.


    Under the throne, there are several slightly smaller seats. Yang Xuan met Fang Congye and Mahalo before, as well as Ulysses and Ji Cang who had secretly taken refuge in him, and of course, Mu Qing, who had a secret appointment with him.


    Mu Qingqing smiled and gave Yang Xuan a reassuring look.


    Both Ji Cang and Ulysses sat on the edge, looking calm and unable to see anything.


    When manheluo saw Yang Xuan coming in, he looked at Yang Xuan with hate in his eyebrows. It seemed that he wanted to eat him in one bite.


    Fang Congye was fine. His expression was cold and he couldn''t see what he was thinking.


    There is a seat before several saints. A man with a majestic mask is sitting on it. It is worth mentioning that he also exudes the breath of saints.


    When Yang Xuan came in, the man in black patted the table and said loudly, "the trial begins!"


    On the stands on both sides, people sent out strange tones at the same time, and the whole hanging court was instantly filled with dignity.


    The man in black looked at Yang Xuan and said, "Yang Xuan, I am justice Todd of the alliance court. Here, you will receive a fair trial."


    Yang Xuan was noncommittal. His mind was always paying attention to the strange smell on the throne.


    Qin Liuyin didn''t come with him this time, but stayed in his residence.


    Somehow, Yang Xuan always felt that the breath on the throne was different from that on the throne.


    Todd saw that Yang Xuan didn''t speak, so he shouted, "show me your shadow card."


    A man in black came up, waved to place the next strange object and pressed the button on it.


    At the next moment, several rays of light were emitted from the object and combined into a three-dimensional figure in the air.


    It shows Yang Xuan''s scene of fighting evil demons in the fourth theater, which is exhaustive.


    Yang Xuan did not expect that his battle image would be recorded and watched with great interest.


    At the end of the video, everyone talked.


    Todd said loudly, "Yang Xuan, in the image, but you?"


    Yang Xuan smiled and nodded: "exactly!"


    Todd continued, "after that, you entered the evil nest alone. Can you describe the process?"


    Yang Xuan continued to smile: "it''s not necessary!"


    As soon as he said this, everyone was in an uproar.