Duke of Storm was sitting in the huge living room wearing his black robe with gold thread. Black Spider said calmly: "It has been confirmed that Joker is in our Western Continent. Sorry, I was unable to find him."
Curse has a distance limit, and the curse target must be within 1200 kilometers of casting.
Since the judge has successfully cast the spell, it means that Joker is indeed here, and the sudden appearance of the white light is also likely to be Joker.
However, Qingchen must have come on the King's Landing, but she failed to catch the other party, which was her dereliction of duty.
The Duke of Storm sat in the darkness and looked at her calmly: "Accept the punishment."
The black spider pursed his lips, slowly took off his black leather jacket, took off his high heels, exposed his body covered with whip marks, and knelt on the ground with his back to Duke of Storm.
A crisp whip sounded in the duke's living room, but no one wailed.
After twenty minutes, the metal gate outside the living room opened, and the black spider had put on his clothes again, walked out with no strange expression, and ordered his subordinates: "Focus on the 18 farms and spread all our spies out. You must find Joker for me."
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The rich second generations in Farm No. 18 have not yet emerged from the superconducting world.
Qingchen was watching the news on his phone in the living room. Someone took a picture of the attacker in Blackwater City at night. A 12-second video became popular on the Internet, but the attacker stood on the huge scarlet hand, walking between the wall, looking ghostly and crazy.
The Western Continent is speculating on the identity of the attacker, but Qingchen recognizes the other party at a glance.
He thought that after Zhongyu was thrown over, he would carefully avoid the pursuit, but he did not expect that the other party was so unscrupulous.
From a certain perspective, the other party is now better at hiding than Qing Chen, and as a demigod, he also has powerful destructive power.
I have to say that Yan Liuyuan put Zhongyu here, which was really the right one.
Qingchen even wondered if he could use Zhongyu's existence or even join forces with the other party?
Suddenly, Qingchen noticed a gust of cold wind swept across his body.
If it were others, they would probably think it was a breeze in the morning, but for him, even the smallest details would not be missed.
The cold wind came inexplicably, without any warning or trajectory.
It was an inexplicable force attached to him, like a strange bone-eroding spell, as if someone was singing something in the sky, changing his destiny in an evil way.
It's like... the feeling that everyone just walked into the forbidden land.
Qingchen thought: Is this the function of a taboo? Or the black magic of the judge? He cannot judge for the time being.
What is this negative impact? Can you exempt it from outside the Three Realms? He is not sure.
At this time, he was not wearing the Three Realms outside the hand. After all, he wanted to disguise himself as a butler. If the butler suddenly had a bracelet on his hand for no reason, it would be equivalent to forcibly exposing his whereabouts.
There was nothing unusual on Qingchen's face. He walked towards the villa calmly, preparing to take it back from the hiding place to see if he could first see the exemption judgment.
However, he suddenly found that the white driver had been following him quietly, as if he was talking to the slaves, but his attention was all on him.
Not only that, even some slaves on the farm looked at each other. They didn't seem to be working, but they were more like they were detecting all the slaves for any abnormalities.
It is said that the spies organized by the ruling party monitor the world for the Duke of Storm and penetrate into every corner of society. Everyone must be cautious in their words and actions... As expected, this is true.
Qingchen's spirit was already highly vigilant, and all the information in the surrounding environment was gathered in his mind and he was always ready.
On the way, he saw a stone resting on the ground. If he walked over at normal pace, he would probably step on it and slip.
Qingchen walked over without caring.
After walking a few more steps forward, he saw a gardener passing by with a messy tool box on his back. The tool box was messy, and the scissors inside could fall to the ground at any time. If they fell down when they passed by Qingchen, they might be stuck directly on Qingchen's feet.
But before the other party could get closer, Qingchen scolded from afar: "As a gardener, you can't even organize your toolbox? If you let me see you so messy, I'll give you a whip first!"
The slave hurriedly squatted down and sorted out his toolbox.
When I continued to walk forward to the door of the villa, I saw a slave preparing to open the automatic sprinkler system on the lawn, and three of the sprinklers were aimed at Qingchen's direction.
Qingchen said coldly: "You, don't worry about the lawn first, go clean the wheel hubs of the car. Remember to wipe it with deer leather. Next time, if I find dust on the young master's car, I will definitely let you know what pain is."
Yu Guangli, the new driver was always behind him, observing.
And Qingchen's life seemed to be suddenly intertwined by bad luck.
Qingchen already understood why the driver had to observe himself.
However, in his eyes, he was already full of crises everywhere and could be accidentally selected at any time.
But in the eyes of others, those crises have been resolved before they even occurred, so in the eyes of others, he is still the mean housekeeper, nothing unusual.
Qingchen can see details that others cannot see!
He looked back at the driver: "The breakfast in the kitchen should be ready. Go and have a little. Don't wait until the young master is about to leave and you haven't eaten yet. I just found out that you have been wandering around the manor. Remember, you can't be so idle when you are by your side."
The driver was stunned for a moment: "Oh... OK, I'll go now."
The driver was a little confused. Could this focus of observation not be the person they were looking for?
At this moment.
The rulings in the air fortress were still waiting for the news. They worked hard for two hours before reciting the curse and spell that they had to be right. It must be effective, right?
However, what they don’t know is that there are really people in this world who can predict disasters based on calculations, and even rely on their brains to avoid misfortune...
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Qing Chen is not sure whether this thing can be exempted from outside the Three Realms.
After he quickly walked back to his room, he carefully opened the bathroom ceiling and put the three realms back on his wrist.
In an instant, the lingering cold wind disappeared without a trace.
"It's useful!" Qing Chen breathed a sigh of relief.
Although he can predict the good and bad luck caused by accidents in details, it is too miserable to stare at them 24 hours a day, and what should I do if I fall asleep and encounter an accident?
Once someone finds out that he is plagued by bad luck, will he have to be exposed together?
But at this moment, Qingchen suddenly felt that some thunder juice from the gods of Ries had been sucked away from his body from the Three Realms on his wrist.
Strangely, there was nothing abnormal after the three external world absorbed the thunder slurry, just like usual.
"What are you doing to absorb thunder slurry?" Qing Chen's heart was full of doubts.
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On the air fortress, the elders of the ruling organization sat quietly in the dark room, each with materials placed in front of them, such as air-dried antlers, candles mixed with rose fragrance, lamb eyes for three days born, etc., all of which were used to assist in the casting of curses.
They were waiting for the spies to report to see if the curse had come true.
But what's interesting is that in order to be on the safe side, everyone continued to cast spells to avoid any mistakes. In four hours, the elders succeeded twelve times in total.
This is also because Qingchen encountered particularly many disasters, so he was cursed by many people.
"I wonder if the Black Spider has found that Joker? He is in trouble and his goal should be very big."
"It should be possible to find it, we have tried our best anyway," said the kind-eyed elder patiently.
However, at this moment, a voice suddenly came from the dark room: "It was a method I had never seen before, but... it was not worth mentioning."
But a golden phantom appeared in the room, thunder wrapped around his body, and a palm was printed on an elder: "Get out."
With a bang, the elder who was excited about the successful casting of the spell was beaten back by a thunder and knocked him hard against the wall of the room.
It was not over yet. The golden bald phantom took action in succession, and the three elders of the ruling were gradually disappearing.
Before leaving, the thick voice said, "Amitabha."
This person is still a monk...
In the dark room, everyone was stunned. They had only seen people who could not be cursed in their lives, such as the playmaker of the Roosevelt royal family.
But they have never seen the curse fail and come to fight back!
If you don’t eat curses, you won’t eat curses. Why do you still chase after you and hit people?
In fact, a monk who can precipitate all rules is a bug-like existence. What level of state can precipitate such taboos?