After seven o'clock in the evening, night falls.
Jinxiu City, full of oriental cyberpunk flavor, lit up all kinds of fancy neon lights. A steam airship luxury hotel slowly rose in the sky, and the upper class of nobles were toasting each other inside.
In the streets and alleys, intelligent working machines are still on duty directing traffic or traveling along routes to provide assistance to tourists throughout the day.
The civilian area is also bustling. Although not as luxurious as the rich area, it still has a bit of the flavor of life.
The roadside ditches were painted colorful by the light signs, and the heat from the restaurant made the lights hazy. Sirens were blaring in the distance and a baby was crying nearby.
The TV in the restaurant was turned on, and the live news from Jinxiu TV was on.
The diners who were laughing and talking just a second ago suddenly became quiet.
A girl was watching TV when she vomited and vomited half a rabbit head, and the cup in her hand accidentally fell.
Bang!
Snap——
The scene changed, and Jian Qing suddenly smashed the table beside him and stared at the picture on TV with bloodshot eyes.
A headless corpse was trampled back and forth by several people. Finally, a dog came out of nowhere, sniffed it, and ran away vomiting.
The live broadcast scene was extremely bloody and violent, without any mosaics, causing at least 10,000 people to vomit their dinner at the same time.
"This is too much! This is too much!"
His body was shaking uncontrollably, and he was bombarding the hall with anger as if to vent his anger.
Soon, the walls were full of holes and no one outside dared to try to persuade them.
The right protector was sitting next to him with the same gloomy expression. He saw the body of the left protector. They had been friends for many years, but now he was alone. He felt unwilling to accept this.
"Pavilion Master, the old Pavilion Master has obtained the longevity treasure from the Prison of Flame and has been in seclusion for many days, but he will be able to come out in two days at most. By then, with the old Pavilion Master's strength at the first level of the Grandmaster Realm, we will attack in one fell swoop." The right protector calmed down.
Jian Qing shook his head vigorously, pointing at the TV, his expression frantic, "Didn't you see it? How the hell could I stand this? In two days, my Yun'er's body will be fed to the dogs!
Moreover, the Shenxue Sect was attacked by forbidden spirit beasts, and suffered heavy casualties. This is a good opportunity for us to take advantage of the situation. Do we have to wait until they are ready?
I think Mr. Shen knows some unorthodox techniques. Do you know why he doesn't dare to confront us head-on? It's because he's just a piece of trash in the spiritual realm. He knows he can't beat us, so he's playing tricks!
As for the Shenxue Sect, what kind of foundation does it have? Without Yang Qin, it's just a bunch of broken dogs! We in Jinxiu Pavilion have money and people. There are so many idle servants in the city. If I don't use them now, why should I keep them around?
Alas, you haven't got a family and no children, so you can't understand my feelings... If my father knew about this, do you believe he would come out of seclusion right now and rush to the Shenxue Sect?"
The right protector was speechless. He really couldn't refute his father. If he were in his place, 90% of the people in the world would be furious.
Jian Qing slumped in the chair, silent, making the final decision.
"Tomorrow morning, anyone who can breathe will follow me up the mountain and kill the whole family!"
Jian Qing stood up and left.
The right protector sighed, said no more, and went to reunite the members and recall those priests who were still living a life of debauchery in the city.
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At the same time, the Shenxue Sect.
In the spacious training ground, Chen Zhong and Yang Qin stood at the head of the hall. Gathered below were all members of the sect, including elders of all ranks.
The purpose of doing this is to find the hidden traitor.
Of course, the prerequisite is to irritate them a little.
Yang Qin stepped forward and said, "Jinxiu Pavilion has lost all conscience and intends to annex our Shenxue Sect and humiliate our Xiling people. This battle is imminent and must be fought. I believe everyone has already made preparations.
Any member of Jinxiu Pavilion who raises his sword against us will be killed without mercy! If they implicate our families, don't blame us for retaliating and eradicating the entire family!
But with Mr. Shen in charge, there's nothing to worry about. Jinxiu Pavilion is just a monkey trying to attract attention. I know there are many monkeys among us, but I hope you understand that the only outcome of doing so is death."
Chen Zhong is the biggest change in Jinxiu Pavilion's plan, and the traitors who are about to succeed naturally hate him the most.
There was an uproar below, and everyone looked around. For a moment, it was impossible to tell who the traitor was just by looking.
But this is enough, as long as they can feel a little hostility towards Chen Zhong.
Chen Zhong in the back was playing with a fruit knife, pulling it out and inserting it back in, pulling it out and inserting it back in, like a child...
I never get tired of it and I'm addicted to it.
Just as the situation below was getting hotter, the knife in Chen Zhong's hand stopped moving.
Ding!
A large amount of hostility is detected, triggering a 100% chance of being met with a knife with bare hands!
Chen Zhong raised the corners of his mouth, it worked.
Puff... Puff...
The training ground was filled with the sounds of knees hitting the ground and voices of surprise and doubt.
They all stretched out their arms, trying to catch the fruit knife in Chen Zhong's hand.
"Why am I kneeling? My knees feel so weak!" A young man expressed everyone's thoughts.
Chen Zhong took a closer look and was surprised to see that a quarter of the people in the martial arts arena were kneeling, including four or five elders of high status.
"There's a 90% chance that these people kneeling now are traitors. It's up to you to decide whether to kill them or keep them alive. In short, we can't let them affect tomorrow's battle."
Chen Zhong did not sheath the sword, but waited until these people were restrained before letting go.
"God's method!"
"Could it be that the spiritual pressure of a super-powerful being forced those traitors to beg for mercy?"
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