In the ‘Heart’ Square, the white pigeons that should have been dancing around scattered around the square were now circling in the sky, with a few occasionally landing on the street lamps and treetops nearby.

Because their territory has been occupied.

The ice created a platform. The S-rank esper wasted his talent and used his esper to build a stage. The ice sculpture was beautiful and complex. The entire platform seemed to be supported by the back of an ice phoenix, with its tail wings flipped up to cover the back. Yue Qing stood on the platform, with the false and arrogant attitude of a noble. He waved his hand, and several ice chairs appeared in front of the platform.

Soon someone sat down on the seat in the center. It was a man with purple-red hair. He wore an expensive white cloak with a stand-up collar. He put his hand on his shoulder from under the cloak, and there was a red gem on his cuff.

He sat on a high platform, his purple pupils looking down at the increasing number of civilians, as if he was counting lambs to be slaughtered.

This was the scene that Li Li and An Heyu saw when they arrived.

Because of his noble status, An Heyu also walked up to the platform and sat down at the corner as if he were a spectator, while Li Li stood behind him.

Her eyes also swept across the civilians gathered in front of her without leaving a trace. She didn't think that these nobles didn't drive away the civilians just to invite them to watch the show.

Li Li recalled what An Heyu had said to her before she came here. At that time, she was still in An's house, and An Heyu told her about the follow-up handling of that person last time.

The man's name was Qu Ran, and he was the cousin of the person Yue Qing invited. They often appeared together because of their similar interests.

But they hunt on their own and do not interfere with each other.

An Heyu breathed a sigh of relief when he said this, as this way the news of Qu Ran's death could be kept secret for a while.

Li Li looked at the gorgeous chandelier above her head and said, "How arrogant."

"This sentence doesn't seem to be convincing when it comes out of your mouth." An Heyu said.

Li Li looked away nonchalantly: "It seems you have a big misunderstanding of me."

The memories ended here. Li Li closed her eyes, and then quickly opened them again.

She was waiting and also preparing.

Yue Qing did not explain to An Heyu what they were going to do. He walked leisurely on his own supernatural power, followed closely by Yue Fu and Yan Yue.

But when he passed by here, he said: "This time, we will definitely make Haig appear and catch his true form."

"You've already lost." He said to An Heyu.

The Yue and An families had a verbal agreement that whoever caught Haig first would get the position of president of the Sitong City branch, but it seemed that only Yue Qing took it seriously.

An Heyu's purpose was not that.

Hearing this, An Heyu raised his head proudly, and turned his golden eyes coldly to the front without looking at him: "Don't let yourself be tricked again, not even the corner of your clothes will be touched."

This reminded Yue Qing of the last time when he had a big hemorrhage and asked An Heyu to help find the original body, but he still failed to catch Heige. He frowned and then quickly relaxed, as if he was sure of victory, and left with an ambiguous smile.

Li Li looked ahead the entire time, like an ice sculpture like the platform, cold and inhuman.

She did not attract Yue Qing's attention, or rather, Yue Qing simply did not care about low-level civilians.

Baimian followed An Huyu and made a fool of himself, so their bait this time was not Baimian, Li Li thought.

What would be the bait that would make Haig appear, and it would be certain?

The sun was rotating overhead, slowly climbing to the center.

More and more civilians gathered in front of the platform to watch the excitement. When Li Li looked over, she seemed to see a familiar brown head. There was also a black one and a red one next to it.

As soon as they heard it, they came to join in the fun.

Just as Li Li saw the protagonists coming, the man with purple hair sitting at the front of the platform stood up.

His name is Qu Yan, he is the second in command of the Qu noble family and the highest-level psychic below the head of the family.

Qu Yan brushed the gemstone on his sleeve, rolled up his sleeves slowly, and then cleared his throat.

"I'm waiting for someone," he said.

Qu Yan walked out from behind the ice bench and went around to the front of the platform.

"Haig, I heard you have a nice face, and I just need a collection to make up the number," he said, "but I don't have much time, so I'll give you three minutes."

"One minute, kill one person." He turned around, and Yue Qing waved his hand at the right time.

The tail of the ice sculpture spread out, revealing six people hanging upside down with half of their legs wrapped in ice.

The noise below suddenly became louder.

It was obvious that those people were all civilians, and there was a familiar guy among them. Li Li glanced at the crowd and saw that everyone looked shocked and nervous.

The sunfish Yu Xiao was caught and hung upside down last time, and he was also hung upside down this time, hanging here miserably with the other five people.

Unlike the other five people who were terrified, he even showed a bewildered look. As if he saw the sound below, he even waved his head happily, as if to say hello.

He was enjoying himself, and it didn't seem like he was acting at all.

Li Li looked carefully and found that these six people had one thing in common, that is, their eyes were red.

Is Yueqing suffering from red eyes PTSD? She couldn't help but think about it.

But she still didn't plan to come forward now because she didn't think this was what they called a bargaining chip.

She felt they had a backup plan.

It’s just that she owed Yu Xiao a favor last time, and if Yu Xiao was really in life and death crisis, she would still stand up.

Let's just put it off for now, she thought.

Come on, sunfish!

Qu Yan counted down while walking towards the back, and when he counted to ten, he walked directly towards Yu Xiao.

"Your eyes are such a beautiful color. I'm a little reluctant to kill you now." Qu Yan placed his fingers close to Yu Xiao's round red eyes, making him close his eyes, and then he brushed his fingers across his eyelids.

A red line of blood rose from behind him, and the sharp tip reflected the sunlight and aimed at Yu Xiao's neck.

At the same time, a figure appeared seven hundred meters away.

But Yu Xiao seemed to have not yet realized what was happening, and said woodenly: "Then why don't you kill him now?"

Li Li noticed that Yiming below wanted to rush up, but was held back by An Huyu and Tang Yi with one hand each. She observed the situation vigilantly while activating her special powers.

A drop of blood flowed from Yu Xiao's neck, and the blood line pierced his neck.

At this time, Yu Xiao was still staring at Qu Yan in a daze, without any negative reaction.

It's like a piece of pure white paper, and I don't know what evil things he is doing.

Qu Yan was amused. He lowered his head and smiled for a while, then said, "What you said makes sense."

The blood that pierced his skin stopped flowing and he turned around.

Li Li remained on guard.

"Heige doesn't care about your lives anyway." Qu Yan walked to the front of the stage. "As a remnant of the former supernatural guild, he doesn't intend to save you. He doesn't intend to show up until now. It seems that he is not a good person."

"How about this?" Qu Yan reached into the tent and took something out.

"Is the prophet's head worthy of your presence?" He looked at the noisy civilians below the platform with sarcasm.

It was a small nutrient jar, and inside it was a skull.

The head of the prophet, a former important figure in the supernatural guild?

Qu Yan smiled confidently, "Your spiritual leader's head was thrown down from here and trampled by thousands of people. Would you remain indifferent?"

The common people didn't know what a prophet was, and they asked who this person was. Behind Yue Qing, Jian Yue was surprised for a moment, but she quickly covered it up, but the veins on her clenched fists were exposed.

There was no change on Li Li's face, but her heart was filled with shock and fear.

He actually took out his own collection?! What conditions did Yue Qing offer to convince this man to take out the prophet's head?

If there really is such a person as Haig in this world, then this is indeed a bargaining chip that he cannot refuse.

Not to mention that she added a line to Hager's character, that he was once raised by a prophet.

Being trampled by thousands of people is so heartbreaking for a prophet who has spent his entire life fighting for the interests of the common people!

She looked up and saw An Heyu turning his head slightly in front of her, with a few big words written in his eyes: You can't be impulsive!

He looked a little nervous, but Li Li knew that he was definitely tens of thousands of times more nervous inside because he knew what a prophet meant to 'Hage'.

The fact of being raised and the grace of saving his life, these can almost be said to be the source of warmth felt by the character "Haig", and the only bright spot in "his" first half of life.

This would really drive 'Haig' crazy.

Li Li replied with a few words with her icy face: I won't be impulsive.

She felt that her meaning had been achieved because An Heyu turned back with relief.

But she had more to say.

She certainly wouldn't act impulsively; her actions were all calmly considered.

So what she was going to do next was definitely not a rash act, but the result of careful consideration.

She was ready to step forward, just to see why they were so sure.

This is not called impulse.

The ability of the Qu family is blood. She analyzed that they could find her true self through blood sensing. But the level of the previous Qu family noble was still too low, so she predicted that the noble in front of her could do more than that.

She wants to give it a try.

From the beginning until now, she has been moving forward like this.

She fears death, but also dances with death.

Everything is for a better life.

...

"It's Yu Xiao!" Yiming saw the man hanging upside down on the platform, "Why was he arrested again?"

He took a few steps forward, but before long someone grabbed his arm.

"What are you going to do?" An Huyu looked even more nervous than him, "Go and save the people up there?"

Having lived in the floating city, he knew many secrets of the nobles, and at the same time he had a deep understanding of how terrifying these people were.

He said, "Do you know who that is, Qu Yan!

"He's a lunatic with low taste! He once killed one-third of the civilians in his territory just to create a bloody road to the floating city for his winged carriage to pass! You have no chance of winning against him!"

"But that's my friend!" Yiming pointed at Yu Xiao who was being approached by Qu Yan on the platform.

"No! If you go, I will cry in front of you!" An Huyu said, tears welling up in her eyes.

Yiming: "Are you made of water?"

But at the same time, Tang also grabbed Yiming.

"I don't agree either." The black-haired girl was extremely calm. She spoke softly but decisively. "Things haven't gotten to the worst yet."

"You want me to wait for Heiger? Will he show up to save us?" Yiming shook his head. "How could he show up? He's not a good person!"

That being said, Yiming knew the gap between himself and those people on the platform.

The three high-ranking officials were beyond his reach. He knew that he had no way of rescuing Yu Xiao from under the noses of the three high-ranking officials.

Is it possible to just pray to the man who sees them as a joke to come forward? Is there no other way? He gritted his teeth.

But will he really do that? That's Haig, how could he show up for the lives of the weak?

"good afternoon."

The low, hoarse voice seemed to come from all directions, echoing over the square, startling a group of white pigeons, which flew away, flapping their wings.

Yiming raised his head suddenly, and almost everyone present, whether on the podium or off, did the same thing.

On the left, a man wearing a silver-rimmed mask, a black windbreaker, black hair and red eyes walks in the air from the shadows of the trees next to the square.

The smile on his lips was the same as before.

"I heard someone here wants to give me his head. Who is it?"

He really came!