Where the battle occurred in Yuesheng before summoning the academy, almost all the strongest people from the eleven forces in Fang Baizhou who entered the world gathered here.
"Binghui, this thing was made by your Southwest Alliance!?"
Zhao Qi, who had just arrived, narrowed his eyes and looked at Binghui who was putting his hand in his pocket opposite him.
"If I say no, will you believe it?"
Binghui shrugged and glanced at Zhao Qi and the others.
"Swish! Binghui, the most important thing in our Baizhou forces in control of this summoning academy is your Southwest Alliance. Do you think this situation was not created by you?"
Zhao Qi sneered and pointed to the ruins on the ground, "Don't tell me that you didn't feel that the thing above our heads was from here."
"Of course I felt it, otherwise I wouldn't have rushed here, but Zhao Qi... Do you think our Southwest Alliance has the ability to make such a thing?
You have tried its power before. Even if you can really make this kind of thing, do you think I will give you a foothold in this resource secret realm?
Also, I believe you all received this thing?"
Binghui sneered, took out a piece of paper from his arms, and flew towards Zhao Qi and others.
Zhao Qi took the paper flying out of Binghui and swept the contents on it, without showing much surprise. "You want to say that this thing on our top is related to this?"
"Of course! I believe that the six elders and seniors of the upper family should know more than us, right? I wonder if I can take it out and share it with us juniors?
I know that the six seniors have moved their garrisons from this city recently, and the family elites who have been stationed have also been withdrawn. "
Binghui turned his gaze to the six elders of the upper family who had never spoken.
The six elders of the upper family looked at each other, and one of the middle-aged men with a big belly stood up and glanced at Binghui, Zhao Qi, and the three of Junsheng Pavilion, Parkson Hall, and Aoying Club.
He sighed, "Actually, we also find this strange, but this is an order from the Supreme Elders. With our authority, we can only know that it is related to "demon"; and nothing else is known."
"magic?"
Zhao Qi and others' eyes widened slightly. They naturally heard of this word, an extremely strange and weird creature. According to records, the last appearance of the Great Qi Dynasty was tens of thousands of years ago.
"No matter what, so what if we try it on this note first? Even if this is really a demon who is behind the scenes, but you probably want to get the contract King Shi, right?
Don't forget that the strongest combat power of this resource secret realm is to detach the filth. The strong people in the locked three souls cannot enter at all. Our respective strength plus the trump card of our respective forces, each one is equivalent to detachment.
The strength of filth is enough to sweep the world."
Binghui put away his expression of surprise for a moment and said with a consternation on the corner of his mouth.
"Linking together? Binghui, even if we agree to join forces, we won't join forces sincerely, right? Not to mention the hatred between our Random Cultivator Alliance and your Southwest Alliance, it is impossible for the two elders and seniors of the Nie family and the Feng family to cooperate!"
Zhao Qi glanced at the elders of the Nie Family and Feng Family who could fight at any time.
"Senior Yunyang, what do you say?"
Binghui asked the middle-aged man with a big belly before that the middle-aged man with a big belly was Yunyang, the elder of the Yun family.
Yun Yang pondered for a while, and finally shook his head, "With the relationship between our eleven forces, cooperation is impossible,
Even if we really cooperate, the younger generations below will give each other a secret, but it is impossible to do it according to the note. This will only kill each other and benefit the people behind the scenes.
,
It’s better to do this. We try our best to restrain our subordinates from attacking their respective juniors. And when we really encounter an irresistible crisis, we will join forces."
"Very..."
Everyone from other forces nodded, only Binghui frowned.
"Then let it be like this this time. I will take a step first. If I stay here again, I will not be able to help but fight with Nie! "
An old man from Huang Shan shook his sleeves and left directly.
"Hmph! Since this is the case, I will not accompany you!"
Seeing the departure of the old man Huang Shan, Nie Fen, the expatriate elder of the Nie family, snorted coldly and flew into the air.
"That old man is gone too..."
"I also need to inform those juniors of this message!"
After a while, Zhao Qi and Binghui were left in the field.
"Binghui, it seems that we two new combat team leaders are almost not taken seriously by these old guys!" Zhao Qi said softly.
Binghui chuckled and said, "Isn't this a normal thing? This is the case no matter where you are."
"You can really bear it. You are obviously more angry than me. After all, I was the deputy leader of the combat group of the Random Cultivator Alliance, but you were transferred directly from other places. The situation must be worse than mine. After all, we are all
I am an old acquaintance, I still know about your personality."
Zhao Qi waved his hand and turned around and left.
...
"Are you okay?"
The little white fox blinked and stood on Mengyin's chest and looked at her slowly awakening.
"Sister, you are finally awake!" Meng Xi's surprise voice also sounded aside.
"This is...why me?"
Mengyin rubbed her eyes that were still a little swollen and painful, and she only remembered that she took a look at the white-haired man of Grandpa Mo and suddenly felt ache and fainted.
"By the way, where is Grandpa Mo?" Mengyin supported her body and looked at Yuesheng who was sitting at the table eating.
"Grandpa Mo? Do you ask that old charlatan? He was beaten to death!"
Yuesheng glanced at Mengyin with his eyes slanted, and continued to hold the food on the table and finally stuff it towards him.
"Fight...beat...beat...dead? Sure enough, wasn't that hallucination before?"
Mengyin's body softened and murmured, Grandpa Mo's figure kept flashing through her mind, remembering his care for her and her sister over the past three years.
When Mengyin heard the conversation between Mengyin and Yuesheng, Mengxi was a little confused. She woke up not long ago, and what she knew was worse than Mengyin.
"My Yue... Lord Yuesheng, the white-haired man before... you probably don't know him?"
Mengyin asked with a hint of fantasy, although she knew that Yuesheng would not not know the white-haired man, otherwise it would not have happened so coincidental.
But she would rather Yuesheng lied to her, otherwise she would really not know how to face Yuesheng.
"Don't know? How is that possible? That's me, Mr. Yuesheng!" Yuesheng pursed and said, "(To be continued)