"Then do you have any way to crack this kind of sacrificial method?"
Canglan shook his head, showing a helpless look.
"For the ancient races, things like sacrifice have always been the most important event, and some of the formations used are also the most mysterious. There is nothing I can do about this corruption."
For a moment, the three of them fell into silence.
Qin Changsheng smiled bitterly: "So, we can only wait to die?"
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"Do you want me to watch Chang Sheng waiting for me inside?"
At the same time, in the village of Qingzhi Mountain, Yanshun looked at the quarrelsome bigwigs in front of him and wanted to start a fight, but he didn't even dare to let out another fart.
Qin Jinghui had already had a quarrel with Fan Wencong.
After learning that Qin Changsheng was likely to be used as a sacrifice in the wild wandering ghost's heaven-sacrifice formation, Qin Changsheng immediately wanted to drag Fan Wencong to rescue people.
However, Fan Wencong seemed very embarrassed.
"Secretary Qin, I understand how you feel. To say the least, Mr. Qin is still my savior. No matter what, I can't just let him go..."
Qin Jinghui showed a rare expression of irritability and impatience: "Then you go with me to save people now, right away! Why are you talking so much?"
Facing the Jinmen city leader, Fan Wencong had no choice but to raise his voice.
"Secretary Qin! Let me emphasize to you again that the main responsibility of our Dragon and Phoenix Guild Hall is to maintain order and fight against evil spirits! Now Ji Lan is obviously going for the treasure. If the magic weapon falls into his bag, it will be even more difficult.
You know how much trouble this is going to cause!"
Qin Jinghui sneered: "Maintaining order? What kind of order did you maintain in the Dragon and Phoenix Guild Hall? It was Changsheng who killed the ferocious beasts that caused trouble! When the people suffered, it was Changsheng who protected them!"
"On the contrary, you so-called Taoist masters did not leave the world when the people needed you, but when it was time to seize the treasure, you knew you were going to join the world. Is this worthy of the accusation of claiming to maintain order and fight against evil spirits?"
After all, Qin Jinghui has been a dominant figure in the political arena for many years, and his skills as a talker are almost unmatched by anyone.
Seeing that the quarrel was getting too loud, Fan Jie stood up from his seat and exuded the power of the Emperor Wu, hoping to overwhelm Qin Jinghui.
"Hey, you are an earthly official, are you still in charge of us in this world? Governor Fan doesn't need your advice on how to plan!"
Fan Jie had previously held a grudge against Qin Changsheng. Now that Qin Changsheng was in danger, he was naturally unwilling to rescue Qin Changsheng.
Ye Yu is sandwiched in the middle and looks a bit big.
On one side is Fan Wencong, the number one person in charge of the secular world, his boss, and on the other side is Qin Changsheng's biological father, Qin Jinghui, the city leader of Jinmen.
Ye Yu, the head of the Dragon and Phoenix Guild Hall, is not easy to offend on both sides.
"If you have something to say, please say it, but don't do anything!"
Ye Yu's face was full of helplessness.
Fan Jie had a rogue expression on his face and spread his hands: "Hey, Mr. Ye, you have to be more careful with your words! Do you see where I started?"
It's just releasing pressure, it seems, it's really not about taking action.
Qin Jinghui gritted his teeth. He, an ordinary person, could not even speak under the pressure of Emperor Wu.
Now that Qin Yufei's Qin family masters are still on the way, and Hu Kang is the only one beside him, it seems that he will have to suffer this secret loss.
It doesn't matter if he suffers a loss, it's just that Changsheng's side...
"Hmph, Fan Jie, Mr. Qin left you a bitter tea seed last time. It was really the biggest mistake!"
"If you don't even need a face like you, why do you need Kuchazi?"
An old but powerful voice came, directly breaking Fan Jie's pressure from the front.
Fan Jie suffered a secret loss, staggered, and fell down on his seat.
Qin Jinghui was relieved. When he looked back, a look of surprise appeared on his face.
"Mr. Wei? Why are you here?"
Wei Chengmo raised his hands and bowed to the sky. Even though Qin Changsheng was not here, he was still respectful.
"Mr. Qin is in danger. As a slave, I will come to protect him as soon as possible."
"I never thought that as soon as I came here, I would see a dog fighting against the power of others. Taking advantage of the face of the reclusive governor, he was arrogant and arrogant!"
Wei Chengmo had long heard about the conflict between Fan Jie and Qin Changsheng, and now that Fan Jie was treating Qin Jinghui like this in front of him, Wei Chengmo naturally had no reason to save him face.
Hu Kang said in Qin Jinghui's ear with some emotion: "Thanks to Mr. Wei for coming to the rescue, this time, the secretary's father is more valuable than his son."
Hu Kang is Qin Jinghui's most trusted secretary and driver, and he knows what Qin Jinghui is thinking in his heart.
If another person were in a high position, he would probably be very unhappy when he heard that the father is more important than the son.
But when Qin Jinghui heard such a statement, he felt strangely happy in his heart.
Fan Jie held his breath steady and was a little unconvinced.
"Wei Chengmo, stop pretending to me here! I am afraid of you as a worldly person, but I, Fan Jie, am not afraid of you!"
Fan Jie sneered: "Speaking of which, you are really getting better and better as you live. At such an old age, you are still rushing to be a slave!"
"You really don't mind being embarrassed!"
"Even if you really want to be a slave, you should find a suitable person, right? Qin Changsheng is just a bastard who has no one to raise him. If you become his slave, aren't you afraid of losing your roots?"
Saying such words in front of Qin Jinghui, it can be said that Fan Jie's emotional intelligence has dropped to a certain level.
Qin Jinghui flipped the table directly. Even if he knew that the opponent was a martial arts master, he would still go up and fight the opponent.
"Take your words back to me!"
Even Fan Wencong felt that his men were going too far and yelled angrily: "Fan Jie, shut your mouth!"
Fan Jie still looked carefree and was about to find an explanation to explain away the situation. The next second, he suddenly felt Wei Chengmo's pressure coming down on him.
"Fan Jie, you will regret what you said."
Wei Chengmo's expression was cold. This pressure was not a warning at all, but a real attempt to teach Fan Jie a lesson. Fan Jie's body-protecting energy had been triggered, and the seats next to him were instantly shattered.
Fan Jie gritted his teeth and quickly used his strength to fight back: "Grandma, Wei Chengmo, are you serious?"
Just when the two martial emperors were wrestling with each other, a huge sense of threat suddenly came from Fan Jie's side. Fan Jie's neck tightened, and the next second, a sharp Japanese sword was pressed against his neck.
Fan Jie was shocked.
He didn't notice this person's appearance at all!
It wasn't even until the second before the opponent was about to attack his vitals that he finally felt the opponent's breath!