The man with the eyepatch seemed to be avoiding him. He took two steps back, glanced at his feet, and made a puzzled sound: "Huh?"
Meng Yi saw the other person's body gradually tense up.
No, it’s not about seeing, but “feeling”, a feeling that comes from flesh and blood magic.
It seems that I have no choice but to answer, because the other party wants to attack me.
Meng Yi decided to gloss over the issue: "I'm sorry, I don't quite understand what you mean. The ceremony should have been successful, there's nothing wrong with it."
Those who have lost the protection of the gods have the right to perform a ritual to regain protection, an action also recognized by the Arbitration Committee.
The only problem is that it shouldn't be held in an urban area because failure could have serious consequences.
But what does this have to do with him?
He is not the organizer, so if there is any problem, he should go to that... Cen Qiyun.
Meng Yi looked past the man in front of him. He didn't know when there were more than ten people in the park.
They should all be official personnel. Yes, several people are holding a ceremony in the city, so the authorities should be monitoring it.
But no one asked anyone else, only the man with the eyepatch asked Meng Yi.
These people seemed to be scattered everywhere, but in fact they seemed to be surrounding him, and their postures were as casual as possible.
Meng Yi's face remained expressionless, but his heart was beating fast. Was it because he woke up alone before?
The original body was just an ordinary person, he didn't know many things, and he couldn't judge why the other party did this.
It seems that there was a big problem when he woke up alone earlier.
The man with the eyepatch didn't continue asking questions. His body continued to tense up, and sharp, miserable bone spurs began to extend from his fingertips...?
It gave Meng Yi a sense of danger.
The other party is about to take action!
no?
Is it so careless?
Meng Yi was a little confused. The other party sent someone to test him with words, and then they started fighting after just a few words?
What the hell (second tone)?
He calmly stepped on the dagger that he had just thrown on the ground with his bare feet. The flesh and blood magic should be able to "move" the dagger into his hands.
The left hand began to subtly condense a "flesh bomb".
Meng Yi was even a little surprised that he was so calm.
"Suo Mingcheng!"
Cen Qiyun rushed over here and shouted, "The ceremony has been successful. What are you doing?"
Her face was ashen, and she stood between the two of them, folding her arms and sneering.
Suo Mingcheng's single eye slowly turned to Cen Qiyun's face, and his smile was somewhat ferocious:
"You said the ritual was successful. What evidence do you have?"
The footage just transmitted by the drone was very strange, and no one could be sure whether the ceremony was successful.
Meng Yi stood at the back and took the time to look at the dozen or so people around him who looked like official personnel.
Most of them look similar to Suo Mingcheng.
But there was one person who couldn't stop it!
He looked hunched over, gasping for breath while standing there with the help of a cane. A man wearing sunglasses was carefully supporting him.
If he was an old man, Meng Yi would not be surprised at all, but the other person's face was exceptionally young and handsome!
The vibrant face and the dying body are strangely combined.
This only means that the opponent is very strong!
For those who are blessed by God, the more price you pay, the greater power you gain!
Cen Qiyun was not prepared to give Suo Mingcheng any proof. She turned sideways with a smile and faced the handsome man with a hunched figure.
"I will prove it to the judge myself."
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