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"At 3 a.m. tonight, colleagues from the Liandu branch received a general notice from the Public Security Bureau that a supernatural event had occurred in the Liandu Wax Mist Flower Community, and several illusionists had died on the scene. After a simple on-site investigation, colleagues from the Liandu branch confirmed that this was a hunting operation against the top leaders of the Southern School. According to the information feedback from the scene, the leader was Yuanshi Tianzun, and the target person was the Sixth Elder of the Southern School, the fake revolution of the Lingjing id, and his mistress and subordinates, a total of eight people, and the Lingjing were..."

The website's content introduction briefly describes the situation at the crime scene and the identity information of the deceased, with only a brief description and no evaluation, which is consistent with the wording habits of the official account.

In addition to the text description, there are also photos of the on-site investigation, photos of the six elders of the Southern School and five female illusionists - **with mosaics.

There are also blood-written words "Yuanshi Tianzun was here".

On an upscale island in the capital, where disciples of the Taiyi Sect gather, Sun Miaomiao squatted on a chair, his chin resting on his knees, his hands dancing on the keyboard, the keystrokes making crackling sounds, his fingers as fast as afterimages, while he faced dozens of trolls on the front line. This was the best of the generation.

Sun Miaomiao has been active on the largest social platform in China for many years, which is known as a "toilet" and a "gathering place". She has registered many anonymous accounts on the platform specifically for entertainment.

Sometimes she leads her sisters to strike hard, sometimes she disguises herself as a man to criticize the stupid women, and sometimes she disguises herself as a rational person to give advice from the moral high ground.

Sometimes he plays the role of an angry young man who criticizes social injustice and officials for inaction; sometimes he is a radical patriot who chases after walking villains and bullies them online.

She has a flexible moral bottom line and a changeable camp, and she can be found wherever there is a quarrel.

It was almost dawn, and Sun Miaomiao ended her last hearty verbal battle and switched the interface to the Taiyimen Forum. She also had many accounts in the Taiyimen Forum, but the number of Night Wanderers in Taiyimen was very small, and when they were active, there were only a few hundred.

It’s not enough for Sun Miaomiao to fill her teeth.

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But she had already formed the habit of browsing the forums. Whenever she saw a girl she disliked, she would click on her and say a few words, then go to sleep contentedly.

As soon as the screen switched to the official forum, she was attracted by a pinned post.

The latest news is that Yuanshi Tianzun successfully hunted down the six elders of the Southern School, and the person who posted it was Yuan Ting.

This guy, is this kind of clickbait again? Sun Miaomiao was full of doubts, but she couldn't help but click in.

There are only two words in the post: WTF!

Then there was a link. Sun Miaomiao clicked on it and found it was a post on the Wumeng Forum. She read the site carefully, her mind was a mess and her round and sweet face was filled with dullness.

"How did he come up with this? The gap between a Saint and a Dominant is even greater than the gap between a Transcendent and a Saint. Is it true that someone can hunt down a Dominant at the Saint stage?"

Sun Miaomiao took a breath: If Zhao Chenghuang saw this nun, I'm afraid his faith in Taoism would collapse.

In the Ximen District Security Bureau of Beijing, Zhao Chenghuang, who was on duty in the office, sat at his desk, scrolling through the post forwarded by Yuan Ting with a lifeless look. He did not log into the forum very often and did not know about this post until seven in the morning, when his subordinates told him about it.

"Yuanshi Tianzun went to seek revenge, right? How could he find the hiding place of the Southern School elders?"

"That's not the point. The point is that he actually managed to kill the Overlord."

"Could it be that Qing Bao is wrong? There must be other masters involved, but the Five Elements Alliance supported him, so they gave him the credit? Do you think it is possible for a saint to hunt down a master?"

"Yuanshi Tianzun is not the leader's descendant. Think about his relationship with the headquarters. Is he supporting him? The headquarters would like to kick him a few times."

"I just went to the Five Elements Alliance forum to take a look. Someone has reconstructed the course of the battle. There was indeed a master involved. That master was a Siming, but she was only an assistant. I don't need to explain what Siming's job is, right? According to the surveillance footage, the battle lasted one minute and twenty-six seconds, and Siming only joined in near the end. In other words, Yuanshi Tianzun was the main force in hunting down the Southern School elders. This is incredible. The Five Elements Alliance is going crazy."

The saint killing the Lord is like a cow riding an airplane, so awesome.

"It's really scary. Every year there are evildoers appearing out of nowhere. A few years ago it was the Marshal, the year before that it was Young Master Qian, last year it was the Demon Lord, and now there's another one, Yuanshi Tianzun. The previous ones are obviously not as good as him. At least at the Saint stage, Yuanshi Tianzun is undoubtedly the strongest."

"Elder Sun is so confused." Zhao Chenghuang read the comments and felt a strong sense of frustration and powerlessness. No matter how hard he tried, he could not catch up with Yuanshi Tianzun. This made him, who was arrogant, feel a huge sense of frustration.

Songhai, Kangyang District Public Security Office.

Tianxia Guihuo stared at the computer screen with deep eyes. He read all the comments and also watched the surveillance footage uploaded by his colleagues in the Hangzhou branch.

He has dominant items, and several of them.

This is Tianxia Guihuo's analysis based on the intelligence. Then Yuanshi Tianzun wants to kill the six elders of the Southern School to establish his authority and warn the evil organizations not to target him. Maybe he also wants to warn the headquarters, I'm not sure, I'll take a look.

Then it goes like this: Yuanshi Tianzun trusts the Stop Killing Palace more and does not trust official elders, even those from the Songhai branch.

Finally: no matter how he gets along with the headquarters in the future, whether it is a breakup or a reconciliation, I must firmly maintain my relationship with Yuanshi Tianzun. What he can give me is higher than what the headquarters can give.

After the analysis, he sighed softly, "Some people exist just to make others feel uncomfortable."

In front of Yuanshi Tianzun, his achievements are not worth mentioning, and his pride is extremely ridiculous. To put it in a more childish way, this guy dominates the world and makes all the geniuses bow their heads.

Ding Dong, the message notification sound of the mobile phone kept ringing. In the rented house of a few square meters, the fat boy stayed up all night, always paying attention to the chat group of Nanpai, a chat software with a server overseas.

At 8:30 in the morning, an emergency announcement began to be issued within the Southern School’s chat group, informing members that the Sixth Elder’s “fake revolution” had returned to the spiritual realm and had died in the hunting of Yuanshi Tianzun.

The top leaders of the Southern Faction asked the illusionists in Jiangnan Province to go undercover and change their addresses in the near future, because according to the official practice, they will definitely take advantage of this favorable situation to crack down severely.

As the news came out, it was like a blockbuster bomb that exploded in the hearts of the Southern faction members, bringing a strong shock and suffocating fear.

The day before, they were still talking about the hunting incident, thinking that Yuanshi Tianzun must have been frightened out of his wits and would only dare to hide in Songhai from now on. They were extremely disdainful and complacent in their words.

Who knew that the Sixth Elder was stunned by Yuanshi Tianzun.

Moreover, according to official news, Yuanshi Tianzun took revenge personally, and the way he locked the Sixth Elder made the illusionists of the Southern School confused and terrified.

It is still unclear whether Yuanshi Tianzun’s revenge will continue. Since he can target the Sixth Elder, he can certainly target other illusionists.

Therefore, the top leaders of the Southern Faction asked the members of the organization to change their addresses and lie low.

As for the elders, the terrifying fighting power displayed by this official genius made them feel fearful, even though no battle video was circulated.

"Yuanshi Tianzun's move scared all the Southern School's illusionists, including the elders."

The little fat man watched the discussions of the large and small groups of the Southern Faction, as if he could feel their panic through the screen, which gave him a sense of pleasure in taking revenge on the Great Elder.

Suddenly, another announcement was sent in the group, the content was:

[Latest announcement: In order to prevent Yuanshi Tianzun from continuing to retaliate against the Southern School, the Great Elder has decided to grant the Dream Masters and Illusionists a means to save their lives. All Dream Masters should go online immediately and gather in the Dream Hall.]

When the fat boy saw this message, he felt a chill in his heart.

At this point, the Southern School should have figured out the course of events and knew that Yuanshi Tianzun had targeted the Sixth Elder through Jinghua. Knowing that the Sixth Elder was offering a bounty for his services, they knew that not many people would apply for Jinghua's job.

The Great Elder is going to investigate the traitor. No, the Great Elder has a feeling that it is me. The fat boy was not panicked. He unplugged the charging cable of his mobile phone, packed up the simple items he carried with him, and left with his bag on his back.

At three o'clock in the morning, he received a message from Yuanshi Tianzun and learned of the death of the Sixth Elder. He stayed behind just to see how the Southern School would respond.

Sure enough, Elder Daqi immediately became suspicious of him.

A good minister chooses his master and kills him. As soon as the Sixth Elder returned to the organization, Yuanshi Tianzun respectfully sent him back to the spiritual realm. Anyone with normal IQ would make associations. The Southern School is an evil organization, and evil organizations do not rely on evidence when doing things.

Directly control by force, then hypnotize, guide, brainwash, etc. There are many ways to torture them out.

So the fat man didn't plan to put on the helmet and go to the dream hall. His mission had been completed and now he had to return to the Wuhen Hotel.

If Master Wuhen doesn't come back, we'll have to find a way to get Xiaoyuan and the boss to move.

The fat boy carried his bag and left the temporary "occupied" rental house, which was unknown to anyone.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes with vigor. There was a soft and delicate body in his arms and a bright red color in front of his eyes.

This made him swallow the three words "Sister Guan Ya".

The Palace Master of Stopping Killing curled up beside him, wrapped around him like an octopus, her jet-black hair spread out on the white pillow, just as the saying goes, "the pillow is piled with dark clouds and the green is rising", and Yuanyuan's slender waist under the red skirt was in his embrace all night.

The Palace Master of Stop Killing was breathing steadily, still in sleep. Her face was covered with a silver mask, so her features could not be seen clearly. But Zhang Yuanqing thought that she must look very peaceful and sweet while sleeping.

Should we take this opportunity to uncover it?

As soon as this thought came to mind, Zhang Yuanqing put his hand on the mask.

"Stop making trouble," the palace master's lazy voice came from under the silver mask. You are making trouble so early in the morning. Do you want to be hung up and beaten?"

The red thread popped out from the skirt and gently pierced the back of his hand. Zhang Yuanqing retracted his hand in pain as if he had been electrocuted.

He muttered, "Sister Palace Master, are you so ugly that you don't even dare to see my true face?"

The rich man who stopped killing opened his beautiful eyes and snorted, "Have you ever seen an ugly musician?"

The charm of a musician can compete with that of a profession of love.

"That's right." Zhang Yuanqing nodded, "Palace Master Sister must be worried that I'm too beautiful and that this will make me feel inferior."

"Right, right? Then hug me again."

Since her mental illness was cured, her personality has changed a little, and sometimes she acts like a little girl who wants kisses and hugs.

Zhang Yuanqing hugged her while checking his cell phone.

He turned his phone to flight mode last night. After the operation was over, he reported to Guan Ya that he was safe, sent a notification to the fat guy, and then turned on flight mode again.

Otherwise the phone would have been ringing off the hook this morning.

Zhang Yuanqing first ignored the messages in the chat group, and replied to the messages from "Niulanshan Fairy", "Dan Fairy", "Crossing the River Soldier" and others one by one.

He also politely declined Demon Eye's invitation of "I will take you to kill the three guardians."

Then he responded to his mother-in-law's question about his well-being. His mother-in-law had heard about his hunting down of the Southern School elders, and asked him if he was injured and whether he had suffered heavy losses.

Then she said on the left, "My son is truly a rare talent," and on the right, "My dear son, you are so great," as if she had given birth to Zhang Yuanqing instead of Guan Ya.

Now Fu Xue’s mind is full of her son-in-law Yuanshi Tianzun, and she doesn’t even think about Miller’s stupid son.

Recently, she has been the most popular person in social occasions, and she has been holding her head high in the Fu family, even being on par with her eldest cousin who raised Fu Qingxuan.

Although your daughter is very outstanding, my daughter is not bad either. She has a good vision and found a little puppy who has the potential to be a leader.

Zhang Yuanqing held the Palace Master with one arm and placed his cell phone on the back of her head with the other hand. He sent messages to Xiao Yuan and Guan Ya, expressing his longing for her, but because of the environment, he asked them not to call him.

The Palace Master of Stop Killing couldn't see the phone screen behind his head, so he asked him what he was chatting with?

Zhang Yuanqing said that he was messaging my grandma!

The Lord of Stop Killing said in surprise, "Is your grandmother called Guan Ya or 'Magic Aunt Xiaoyuan'?"

Zhang Yuanqing turned his head and saw that there was also a round mirror behind his head. The Palace Master of Stop Killing was holding a small mirror and spying on him sending messages.

Then Zhang Yuanxiao was hung upside down by the palace master with a smile on his face.

"When you're holding me, you'd better not flirt with other women." The Palace Master smiled eerily and stretched out his fingers, drawing circles on his lower abdomen.

"Otherwise I will be angry, so you should reflect on it."

With a bang, she exploded into thousands of pieces and flew out of the open window.

Really, it’s still crazy. Zhang Yuanqing sighed and continued to reply to messages while holding his phone.

Five minutes later, he finished chatting with Xiaoyuan and Guan Ya and opened the official forum.

As he expected, the forum is now in an uproar with news like "So-and-so superstar cheated on a young model" and "So-and-so is pregnant with a surrogate mother". Zhang Yuanqing has become accustomed to the early morning alert.

When he was conquering the first-level copy, it was the middle and low-level extraordinary practitioners who were shocked, while the deacons commented on him with a condescending attitude. After defeating the three saints of heavenly punishment, it would be the turn of the saints to kneel down and call him "Master Tianzun".

Now that he had killed the Lord, it was the official elders' turn to be frightened.

"The old guys at the headquarters should also be shocked, especially Elder Cai. Anyway, there is no possibility of him and I shaking hands and making peace. Before he hides, I will provoke him again to make him sleep uneasy."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanqing posted a message: Anyone who offends me, no matter who they are or what camp they are in, will be killed!

At the headquarters, Secretary Zhou kicked away the broken white porcelain cup at his feet, picked up the phone with a gloomy face, and called Elder Cai.

His computer screen displayed "This post does not exist"

Yuanshi Tianzun’s post has been deleted. Secretary Zhou personally called the forum administrator and asked him to delete it for many reasons.

The lower-level practitioners made groundless speculations, saying that Yuanshi Tianzun was referring to certain elders at the headquarters.

The people at the bottom don't keep their mouths shut, and their sarcastic remarks are particularly unpleasant. When will the people at the bottom be able to give orders to those in power at the top?

Those barefoot people were just talking nonsense and could have been ignored, but Yuanshi Tianzun's attitude made Secretary Zhou furious on the spot.

He knew that Yuanshi Tianzun was just demonstrating, using a soft knife to demonstrate.

Since when did a saint dare to be so presumptuous!

This is different from previous protests. In the past, Yuanshi Tianzun’s protests were limited to banging the table and cursing, which is different from the nature of now.

The call was connected. Listening to the faint sound of waves coming from the other end, Secretary Zhou said in a deep voice: "Leader, he is threatening us. He is telling us that the old and new accounts will be settled sooner or later. He is just a saint, how dare he threaten us? Does he really think we are just paper tigers?"

"Leader, we must take action."

Elder Cai's cold and calm voice came: "Xiao Zhou, are you scared?"