Wan Qiang and the others rested overnight in Nancheng, and early the next morning, they packed up and returned to Shengjing City. As they boarded the plane, Wan Qiang, who was not seen by the others, turned her gaze to her apprentice, Huai Qing.
"Huaiqing, where is the evening team? Why isn't they with you?" asked people from other teams.
"Yes, Huaiqing, where is the captain?" asked the people from Team 7.
It would have been better if they didn't ask, but this question made Huaiqing feel very wronged.
He had originally intended to discuss cultivation matters with his master last night, but after she beat him up, he'd forgotten about it and returned to his room in a daze. When he remembered why he'd been looking for her and returned, he discovered that his master's room had been set up with a formation... Calling, texting, knocking on the door, ringing the doorbell were all in vain.
Just one word: so infuriating that it kills people!
Huaiqing originally wanted to take a nap and then discuss with his master, but when he woke up, he found that the master had run away.
There really wasn't anything left for him to say.
No need to think about it.
His master traveled thousands of miles and played with great skill, so naturally he returned to Shengjing City.
hateful!
Not taking him with him.
No matter how angry or aggrieved he was, everyone was looking at him, waiting for him to speak, so Huaiqing couldn't remain silent, right?
His Adam's apple rolled as he said, "Master has returned to Shengjing City."
Who among those present didn't know Wan Qiang's abilities?
It’s better to go back!
She must have something important to do!
In fact, Wan Qiang had returned to Shengjing City to discuss something important with Lan Qingyang. She summoned Lan Qingyang, who was still asleep, to the Special Security Bureau early in the morning.
When Lan Qingyang came, he was really yawning.
Wan Qiang looked at him with disdain. "When you reach a certain level of cultivation, you don't need to sleep. Director Lan, have you been slacking off in your cultivation lately?"
Lan Qingyang was so embarrassed when asked by Wan Qiang.
He smiled dryly and said, "It's okay to slack off occasionally."
"A thousand-mile long dike can be destroyed by an ant hole!" Wan Qiang really doesn't know how to save face for her boss!
Lan Qingyang: "..."
Seriously.
If it was a disciple from Nanshan Temple, or someone from the Special Security Bureau who spoke to him like this, Lan Qingyang would definitely curse and swear at the other person without hesitation.
But...this is Wanqiang.
In his heart and eyes, he is the undisputed number one in the world of metaphysics.
Such a "character" would have to face him with a smile even if he was scolded to death, not to mention not giving him face.
Hey hey hey~
Who lets them be strong?
"Yes, yes, Captain Wan is right." Lan Qingyang said as he pretended to stroll around the office. "I will definitely practice every day from now on and won't dare to slack off for even a single day."
Wan Qiang shook her head and said, "I hope you can do what you say."
"Stop wandering around, sit down first, and let's get down to business."
Lan Qingyang did as he was told.
"Director Lan, the Nanyang sorcerer has overreached. He used only one of the major sorcerous techniques, Gu, and nearly cost us a million lives in Nancheng."
When Wan Qiang spoke, her expression was very solemn!
Lan Qingyang's face darkened upon hearing this. "Captain Wan, are you sure it's Nanyang Gu Technique?"
"Confirmed." Wan Qiang then told Lan Qingyang her summary of the plague in South City in detail. "At first, I couldn't figure out the true nature of the Gu. Until last night, when I lay in bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep, and recalled the mother Gu I saw in the bodies of those infected, I finally had a clue."
Wan Qiang wanted to say something but stopped herself, and suddenly murderous intent appeared in her eyes.
It can be seen that Wan Qiang is very resistant to the poisonous insect body refined by the Nanyang sorcerer.
An answer was about to emerge in Lan Qingyang's mind.
He suppressed his excitement and asked Wan Qiang, "Is the true form of that insect human?"
Wan Qiang nodded solemnly, "Well... in order to refine the insect's body, the other party must have killed at least hundreds of thousands of people. This is why the insect is so domineering and fierce, but ordinary practitioners can't see it at all."
"Fortunately, I broke his human poison. The sorcerer will definitely suffer a backlash, so it's not enough for now."
Then, Wan Qiang sighed heavily and spoke again, "Director Lan, I have something else important to tell you."
Lan Qingyang perked up his nerves and nodded nervously, "Go ahead."
"Heavenly warning: In four hundred days, a demon god will descend upon the world, and all of humanity will truly face the end of the world!"
"The end of the world..." Lan Qing stood up suddenly, his eyes almost popping out of his sockets, "No way?"
Wan Qiang: "There's no need for me to joke about this."
Lan Qingyang took a long time to calm himself before asking, "Wasn't the Demon God killed by the gods ten thousand years ago? Where did the Demon God come from?"
Wan Qiang sighed and said, "The Demon God feeds on the resentment of the world. All resentment is his nourishment, nourishing him. Ten thousand years ago is already a very distant thing."
"Captain Wan, you... you mean a new demon god will be born?"
Wan Qiang: “Not bad!”
"Four hundred days... too fast!" Lan Qingyang immediately slammed his palm on the desk surface, "My old bones haven't lived enough."
"Captain Wan, since Heaven has given a warning, is there any way to prevent the birth of the Demon God?"
Wan Qiang said truthfully: "Heaven didn't say, but I have some ideas."
Lan Qingyang was very serious, "Please speak!"
Wan Qiang's tone was heavy. "There must be enough resentment for the demon to appear. Now that the Heavenly Dao has issued a warning, I'm sure the world will not be at peace for the next four hundred days."
"But resentment is something that cannot be controlled." Lan Qingyang didn't quite understand what Wan Qiang meant.
Wan Qiang continued, "Director Lan, what we need to do is not to control the generation of resentment, but to do everything we can to prevent all wars between countries."
Lan Qingyang suddenly understood, "Captain Wan, are you saying that the plague in Nancheng is intended to provoke a war between Shengguo and Nanyang?"
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