At this moment, the people gathered on the playground were all puzzled.
"What are you trying to do? Hey! I want to go home!"
Some people became agitated and shouted, while others joined in the jeering.
"If you keep doing this, I'm going to call the enforcement team!"
"You are restricting our personal freedom."
Everyone was young and had short tempers; some even tried to leave by force at first.
However, they were all stopped by the spiritual masters present.
Although the number of spiritual masters present was not on the same level as these freshmen, the freshmen were completely helpless against these spiritual masters.
"Isn't it said that spiritual practitioners can't interfere with normal people's daily lives? What you're doing is illegal!"
This order was issued after Beijing entered a period of temporary easing of restrictions.
During this period in the capital, demon spirit masters are free to appear in the capital, but on the condition that they do not interfere with the lives of normal people.
After the capital city is fully restored, everyone's memories will be erased.
However, during this period, people's emotions were somewhat out of control, and it was obvious that the resentment in the sky above the capital was very heavy, requiring several spiritual masters to be sent out every day to purify it.
After all, it's not something you can get used to in a short time.
Seeing this, Ou Ming could only step forward and say:
"Everyone, please calm down! We..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was immediately retorted:
"Why don't you calm down? What do you want? Are all you spiritual masters this unreasonable?"
Tens of thousands of people on the playground cheered at the same time, and even late at night, the surrounding residents could hear it clearly.
The spirit masters had no choice but to deploy a sound barrier to avoid disturbing the people.
At this moment, Feng Ling stepped forward and said calmly:
"Excuse me, I am a demon, and I am unreasonable, so shut up, it's too noisy."
The voice was calm, but it was transmitted to everyone's ears through spiritual magic.
The crowd fell silent instantly. Many people recognized Feng Ling; he was the one who had fought the Blood Cursed Infant earlier...
That legendary Blackwing God of War!
But some people still stubbornly shouted:
"So what if you're a demon race? You think you're so great!"
Although he was standing in the crowd, Feng Ling spotted him at a glance, raised her hand and waved, and the person disappeared instantly!
The people around were startled!
"Ahhh! Help! He's gone!"
"Wind chimes!"
If Ou Ming saw this, he would quickly speak up, trying to get him to stop.
The wind chimes called out again:
"I said, be quiet!"
A roar erupted, and the arena fell silent instantly.
"What are you doing!"
If Ou Ming questioned her, Feng Ling simply smiled and said:
"He just asked me if the demon race is so great, so I invited him to my house to see how great the demon race is. Don't worry, he won't die if he doesn't do anything stupid."
At this moment, the man was facing the corpse wrapped in wine and others. He was the only human around him, and his previous arrogance vanished instantly. He was so frightened that he trembled.
"Come here and scratch my feet, they're so itchy."
"well..."
If Ou Ming saw this, he would sigh. Although it was a bit excessive, it did calm everyone down.
After briefly calming everyone down, a second group of people was sent out to find the target.
Since they are unwilling to cooperate, then forcibly bring them here.
So at 8 p.m., the second group set off.
This time, they brought back the vast majority of people.
However, a few escaped! Without exception, they were all rogue cultivators, like Chu Sheng and Ye Qian, whose parents were rogue spiritual masters who had been exposed to spiritual energy since childhood but had not joined any families.
"What's going on?"
"Commander, it seems they had prior warning. They gathered together spontaneously and even attacked us. We don't have enough manpower."
"Huh? Gather together to resist!?"
Ruo Ou Ming was somewhat shocked. How could rogue spiritual cultivators gather together to resist the power of spiritual cultivator families?
The wind chimes also became interested upon hearing this:
"They attacked you?"
The messenger nodded, his face extremely grim, and said:
"Some of our people were even injured?"
"What is the purpose?"
When Ou Ming asked, the man shook his head.
At this moment, Chu Sheng took out his spiritual artifact and glanced at it. It contained a record of all the independent cultivators with a certain level of strength among the new students in the capital this time.
There were quite a few, more than thirty people.
but...
"The opponents are at least Tier 2, and at most Tier 4. You... can't catch them?! You even get injured?"
That's a very euphemistic way of putting it. To put it bluntly, what are you fifth-tier, or even sixth-tier, spirit masters good for?!
The man gritted his teeth, somewhat ashamed, and said with a gloomy face:
"They definitely planned this in advance; all sorts of traps and escape routes were planned beforehand."
"They don't seem like rogue cultivators at all; they're more like a well-trained... legion of spirit masters?"
As the man spoke, Ruo Ou Ming's anger became even more pronounced:
Do you even know what you're saying?!
"Nonsense!"
"Yes, I'm sorry, Commander..."
The man quickly apologized.
Ruo Ouming bit her lip, then looked at Feng Ling. The two exchanged a glance, and Feng Ling said without hesitation:
"There must be a leader, someone in charge of command and coordination, and the battle plan. If we want to bring all these people back, we must first capture that leader."
If Ou Ming nodded:
"That's what I think too."
Chu Sheng flipped through the files of those people, then said in a deep voice:
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