“Cough cough cough…”

Shen Qingzhu stood up from the messy room, coughed heavily a few times, waved his hand to disperse the smoke and dust, and looked out the window again.

Just now, the sword that fell from the sky directly cut the entire yard in half. Fortunately, Shen Qingzhu was on the ground and was not affected by the aftermath of the sword energy. But even so, the outside of the house was already covered with spider-web-like cracks.

Shen Qingzhu looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help feeling a little scared.

Just by slashing a sword from the sky, can this be achieved?

If the sword had been a little off, I would have been chopped into pieces before I could react.

Shen Qingzhu took a deep breath and began to think secretly.

He saw clearly the scene of the dog turning into an earth dragon and ascending to heaven. If he guessed correctly, it should be the mysterious First Believer, the one who dug through the underground of the manor and brought the altar back here from abroad.

He didn't expect that the legendary No. 1 had been hiding in the manor in the form of a dog.

Fortunately, he was very vigilant and did not do anything secretly during his time at the manor, otherwise his identity would have been exposed and he would have been dragged out to be fed to the dogs.

The breath of Whispering had also appeared above the clouds. In other words, now the First Seat and Whispering have joined forces to fight against the Sword Saint?

No... that shouldn't be considered a counterattack.

They might be teaming up to try and escape from the Sword Master.

So, now those few [Believers] are the only ones left in the manor?

Shen Qingzhu's eyes were gleaming.

“Sizzle, sizzle…”

In the messy room behind him, a faint sound of electric current was heard, which was very abrupt in the quiet environment.

Shen Qingzhu frowned and looked back into the room. In the corner of the room, an old-fashioned push-button radio that had been covered in dust for who knows how long suddenly started to work strangely.

"Zizizizi... Today's highest temperature... Zizizizi... Here, Lintang City Radio Station reminds all car owners not to drink and drive... Zizizizizi..."

The radio automatically switches between channels.

Shen Qingzhu narrowed his eyes slightly and walked towards the radio.

"Mr. Shen, why are you still here?" At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the door.

Shen Qingzhu stopped and turned around, only to see the twelfth seat standing there, looking at Shen Qingzhu coldly.

He glanced at the old-fashioned radio that was running on the ground and sneered, "As expected of you, you are a big shot in front of Lord Yiyu. The altar has been chopped down, but you still have the time to listen to the radio here? You are so calm and composed..."

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Shen Qingzhu said calmly, "You'd better be more respectful to your seniors. If I hear you call me Shen again, I will tear your mouth apart."

"cut……"

A hint of disdain flashed across the eyes of the twelfth seat, "You and I are both in the Sea Realm, so it's not certain who will tear whose mouth apart...

If you hadn't arrived earlier than me, I would be the one sitting in the tenth seat now."

"Yeah?"

Shen Qingzhu narrowed his eyes slightly, and a strange light flashed in his eyes. He took a step forward and walked towards the twelfth seat little by little.

Now, Yiyu and Diyi Xi are not here, and after the manor was destroyed by a sword, everyone is in chaos. It is a good opportunity to fish in troubled waters.

He glanced around and saw that there were only two of them in the entire corridor...

The thumb and middle finger of his right hand were silently pinched together.

Just as he was about to snap his fingers, the volume of the radio in the corner suddenly turned up, and a deep and attractive male voice echoed in the room!

"…Welcome to today's Lin Tang Storytelling Session,

In the last book, it was said that undercover agent Zhua Ge hid his identity and lurked behind enemy lines. When he found an opportunity to assassinate a member of the evil party, he was forced to stop...

Because his intuition told him that at the corner of the corridor, there was a woman moving quickly towards him.

That's the deputy director of the evil party's operations department, nicknamed the old lady in red clothes and folding fan... Li Goudan!"

The male voice on the radio paused noticeably when he said the last three words, and his tone sounded a little strange.

The moment Shen Qingzhu heard this story, his body trembled, and the fingers that were about to snap suddenly stiffened.

He turned his head slightly and looked at the old-fashioned radio in the corner, his eyes full of doubt and confusion...

At this moment, on the other side of the corridor, the seventh seat, wearing a red cheongsam and holding a folding fan, suddenly appeared and walked towards here quickly.

She saw Shen Qingzhu and Twelve Xi standing at the door and frowned slightly.

"What are you two doing here?"

"We..." The twelfth seat looked a little embarrassed.

"We were just injured by the aftermath of the sword energy and have just recovered now." Shen Qingzhu said calmly.

Shen Qingzhu appeared extremely calm on the surface, but he had already broken out in a cold sweat on his back.

If he had really attacked the twelfth seat just now, even if he succeeded in killing him instantly, he would have been caught by the seventh seat now. He never expected that the seventh seat would actually run out from here at this time...

That radio...

Shen Qingzhu glanced at the radio in the corner and suddenly thought of a possibility.

The Seventh Seat glanced at them and snorted, "Now is not the time for you to rest and recuperate. Lord Yiyu and the First Seat are not in the manor for the time being, and the Third Seat is in a coma. From the perspective of the seat, I am the one who gives the orders...

A few rats have just sneaked into the manor, but they are not very strong. I have already gone to the ninth seat to start searching nearby. Since both of you have not reached 'Wuliang', you should work together and catch these rats as soon as possible. "

The twelfth seat glanced at Shen Qingzhu with a somewhat unhappy expression, but still nodded.

Shen Qingzhu's brows raised slightly.

In the empty room, the magnetic male voice was still telling the story slowly.

"...Agent Zhaage certainly remembers that he planted explosives on the second floor of the dance hall, so his goal is to trick Li Goudan to the second floor, and leave the rest to fate..."

The corners of Shen Qingzhu's mouth twitched slightly.

The seventh and twelfth seats also heard the voice. The seventh seat glanced at the radio in the corner and spoke coldly,

"It's already this late, and you're still listening to spy stories? Go search for me!"

Before the twelfth seat could speak, Shen Qingzhu spoke first, "Okay, let's search the first floor and the basement."

The Seventh Seat glanced at him and nodded, "I'll search the second and third floors, hurry up."

The seventh seat's figure flashed and turned into a red phantom, disappearing on the spot.

Seeing her finally leave, the twelfth seat's expression eased. He glanced at Shen Qingzhu beside him, not hiding the disgust in his eyes at all, turned around and walked in a certain direction.

Shen Qingzhu walked into the house silently, picked up the old-fashioned radio in his hand, and followed behind the twelfth seat.

"Go away, I'm enough on my own, go find someone else." The twelfth seat saw Shen Qingzhu following him and frowned, "I don't want to see you."

Shen Qingzhu held the radio, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"It's too dangerous to go alone. I'm worried about you..."

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