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In Fu Qingyang's big villa, Zhai Cai, Xiahou Aotian, Guan Ya, and Tianxiaguihuo gathered together. Listening to the spiritual realm notifications constantly coming from their ears, their faces were serious and dignified, with a bit of anxiety.
In the past two days, the wanted people in Lingjing have not stopped, and a wanted order is issued every few minutes.
Every wanted arrest means the death of ordinary people.
This caused a huge psychological burden on the lawful camp.
Xiahou Aotian scratched his hair, and his brows were filled with anxiety: "I can't stand it anymore. I have never felt that the spiritual realm is so noisy. Let's unite the masters of the lawful camps around the world and fight with the two gods of wind and thunder."
Zhai Cai, who had an equally heavy expression, sneered when he heard this: "Although you want to watch the two gods of wind and thunder fight from south to north, you still have to fight to the south from now on."
He took a deep breath and exhaled it heavily, as if to relieve his inner anxiety.
For most Prefacers, the spiritual reminder sounds challenge their moral bottom line and scream in their ears over and over again: Someone has been killed again.
"Are you going to watch helplessly?"
"But what can you do besides watching? In the face of absolute power, sacrifice is in vain, and there is no hope of making any contribution."
But the moral burden and psychological pressure are unavoidable, so I feel anxious and agitated.
Tianxia Guihuo said coldly: "The headquarters has issued a high-risk warning and issued stay-at-home orders to all official members. It's obvious that they are doing so."
Guan Ya said softly: "What we can do is wait, wait and wait. But when will the demigods leave the dungeon? If we can fight quickly, we can reduce the losses to a controllable range. If it is a Chang period dungeon, then this
It was a disaster that killed countless mortals, leaving the demigods with a messy world."
Zhai Cai sighed: "The worse situation is that the lawful demigods are defeated in the copy. There is no savior at all. The world has entered the countdown to doomsday. By the way, where is that thief Yuanshi Tianzun."
Xiahou Aotian replied: "Didn't that dog thief enter the dungeon?"
Guan Ya had a complicated expression: "He released a copy three days ago, and his whereabouts are unknown after he was successfully promoted to level nine."
Level nine?!
Cui Cai looked shocked, "Is this kid an illegitimate son from the spiritual realm? He was promoted to the eighth level just a while ago. This is eight to nine, not junior to junior high!"
Xia Hou Aotian was surprised and said: "You fake foreign devil still know about Xiao Shengchu?"
"What a fake foreign devil, even though I'm wearing a dress, my heart is still China." Zhai Caixu glanced at him and immediately sighed: "However, in this current situation, the ninth-level ruler is as useless as the cats and dogs on the roadside.
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Grandpa in Kangyang District turned on the TV and watched the morning news.
"This station is very quick. In recent days, through the continuous and unremitting efforts of comrades, the security environment in Songhai has greatly improved. It has returned to the level before the virus leaked. In the future, the government will continue to invest in police force to maintain peace and ensure the personal and property safety of Songhai residents.
, keeping in mind the fundamentals and mission of people-centered and people-first.”
"Press down to let us broadcast a news from the Free Federation. According to feedback from our reporter in the Free Federation, several supernatural events have occurred in the Free Federation in the past few days, affecting nine cities, causing widespread water and electricity paralysis. We can see,
These cities have suffered unimaginable disasters.”
The TV screen showed an aerial view of the city. The city seemed to have been hit by a super giant hurricane. Trees were uprooted, buildings collapsed, streets were flooded, and houses were toppled.
"What's even more frightening is that the city was affected by unknown electromagnetic pulses, signals were interrupted, and all electrical appliances were damaged to varying degrees. Preliminary estimates indicate that this continuous disaster caused two million casualties."
"Our Ministry of Foreign Affairs is deeply concerned about what happened to the Free Federation, and calls on the Free Federation to take responsibility, actively handle the accident, and not ignore the safety of people's lives and property."
Grandma, who was holding up her chopsticks at the dining table, looked at the TV and said in disbelief, "Is it fake that two million people died? In a war, so many people can't die."
The silver-haired grandpa's face was solemn, "Can the news lie to you? Two hundred people is just a conservative estimate. According to the Free Federation style, this number must be doubled."
Grandma looked terrified: "Fortunately, we are in the Free Federation. If it were in our country, Chen Shu would be in the Free Federation!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the doorbell rang from the entrance. Grandma's face was still worried, so she had no choice but to open the door first.
"Crack!"
She turned the handle and opened the security door, and saw a strong ascetic woman wearing a women's white suit and metal-rimmed glasses standing at the door. She was holding a burgundy white boarding case in her hand. Her hair was pulled up, eliminating the tedious and gorgeous look.
The jewelry is intellectual, simple and capable.
The woman frowned and said, "Mom, why didn't you tell me when you changed your password?"
Astonishingly, it was her daughter Chen Shu who could not return home more than once throughout the year.
Seeing Chang Nu coming back, grandma's old face relaxed and relieved, and then she straightened her face: "You still know that you are coming back? Do you still remember that you have a son who has been left with his parents? Oh, after a while, don't forget to tell you the password.
, I have even forgotten who you are."
Chen Shu did not act coquettishly to please, but said calmly: "I am busy with work, so I am coming back to celebrate the New Year with you. Stop being sarcastic, menopause has passed early."
Chen Shu's strong and strong character was inherited from her mother.
She put the suitcase in the living room and shouted "Dad!" to her grandfather on the sofa.
Grandpa gave a graceful expression of gratitude,
Still paying attention to the news, he said, "Your mother was still worried about you just now. The Free Federation has not been peaceful recently. This time I come back and stay in the country for a while."
Chen Shu glanced at the TV and said, "I know!"
He sat down at the dining table in the restaurant and said in a chatty tone: "My assistant is still down here and has brought you a Spring Festival gift. Mom, how are you getting along with your daughter-in-law this year?"
She is dressed too coolly and too powerfully. She is the kind of professional elite or socialite who goes to high-end places, which is incompatible with the painting style of this home.
Grandma entered her youngest daughter's bedroom, brought a mat for Chen Shu and said angrily, "Don't buy white clothes that cost tens of thousands of yuan, they will get dirty easily."
Chen Shu's clothes were no less than five digits. She put down the cushions and said angrily, "It's the same as usual. She's in her home and I'm in mine. It doesn't matter. If you make me unhappy one day, I rushed over to teach her a lesson, and her husband and son had to watch from the side."
Chen Shu said: "Where is Yuanzi? The person who answered his call was Guan Ya."
Grandma said angrily: 6 "Who is Motoko? I almost forgot about him. Huh, your son has forgotten his own doghouse since he got a girlfriend. He lives in the girl's house every day. If you don't know, you think he is a kennel." My son-in-law."
Chen Shu seemed not to hear her grandmother and continued to complain: "The small one is unreliable, and the big one is even more outrageous. Your brother said he was going out a few days ago, but he was homeless for three days. No one answered the phone and he couldn't find him. I called Yuan Jun. Yuan Jun went on a business trip to Hangzhou again and asked me to find his colleagues. It’s useless without me. So far, there’s no news.”
Chen Shu was not at all curious or concerned about the disappearance of the scum of the family. Instead, she asked about her nephew's current situation.
"After becoming a police officer in the security brigade, are you so busy? The Chinese New Year is coming soon and you have to go on a business trip?"
Grandma said: "It's not that the unit is just on a mission, it's to go to Hangzhou to find A Bing, the kid who played well with Yuan Zi, who used to live next door to our house."
Chen Shu suddenly fell silent.
Hangzhou.
After staying in the hotel for three days, Chen Yuanjun finally received a call from his subordinate.
"Team Chen, we have found the missing file of Lei Yibing at the Xizihu Public Security Bureau. The case was sent here by our Public Security Bureau four years ago." Xiao Gao said happily.
This business trip was busy for three days, and finally it paid off. Team Chen promised that after finishing this work, he would be given an extra three days of vacation during the Spring Festival. He would not have to report to work even if the sky fell.
Chen Yuanjun let out a breath, "The Xizihu Public Security Department should have investigation details."
Anyu Pingsheng Community, Room 402.
Just after seeing her husband off and cleaning the dining table, Aunt Zhou heard the doorbell.
"I'm coming!"
She wiped her wet hands on her apron and skirt, opened the door, and saw a man wearing a cap and a mask knocking on the door.
Aunt Zhou looked at the other party warily, "We don't buy anything at home, and we don't need to sell anything. My husband and son are still sleeping and don't want to be disturbed."
She said this to create the impression that there were two adult men in the house.
People dressed like this cannot be trusted no matter where they are or at any time, and they need to be vigilant.
"I have news about Lei Yibing." The man wearing a cap and mask said in a hoarse voice.
Aunt Zhou's hand that closed the door suddenly froze, and her face showed alternate expressions of surprise, doubt, and urgency.
After hesitating, the man walked into the entrance hall, entered the living room without taking off his shoes and closed the door, and said: "Come here."
Aunt Zhou obeyed the other party unconsciously, closed the door, and sat on the sofa opposite the man. The man raised his head, revealing a pair of gloomy eyes under the brim of his peaked cap, as if there were whirlpools hidden in his eyes: "You are very tired now, very tired
,need to have a rest."
As soon as Aunt Zhou closed her eyes, her body collapsed, lying on her side on the sofa and fell asleep.
Countless light monsters and Lu Li's dream suddenly appeared in front of Headmaster Chunyang. At this time, there were many people sleeping in the nearby community.
He has investigated all the people in Kangyang Middle School who may be related to Yuanshi Tianzun, and found nothing.
After going around in circles, I returned to the home of Lei Yibing, who seemed to have nothing to do with Yuanshi Tianzun, but there was obviously something wrong with him.
He plans to deeply analyze this woman's dreams and dig out her forgotten memories.
In the realm of chaos, Zhang Yuanqing was not entangled. The whereabouts of the First Emperor and his choice to wait were not important.
It's just gossip about communicating with God Haotian. After all, the era of the First Emperor ended more than two thousand years ago. Whether he is dead or alive is of little significance.
At this time, God Haotian looked at him and said slowly.
"You have stayed in the chaos for three days. It's time to leave. Now you can make your request."
Three days?
Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment, with a look of astonishment on his face. From the time he summoned God Haotian to now, it took at most half an hour.
"Chaos has no time, and the flow of time here is different from the outside world." God Haotian calmly just stared at him, waiting for his request.
If I stay here for a year, won't it be hundreds of years outside? I can ask for anything? Zhang Yuanqing tried: "I want to be the Lord of the Sun!"
God Haotian looked at him with a smile and said nothing.
The scene was a little embarrassing. Sure enough, no, even gods have their limits.
Zhang Yuanqing did not hesitate and whispered his request: "I want to enter the Sun Dungeon."
This was his most fundamental purpose in summoning God Haotian. Regarding the existence of God Haotian, he had discussed it with Fu Qingyang and his uncle more than once, and they both believed that this mysterious Haotian was a powerful person higher than a demigod.
Because both the First Emperor and the bad guys turned to him.
After learning that the Demon Seed had penetrated the copy of the Sun and sent the evil demigod into it, and that he had lost the qualification to compete for the Sun, what Zhang Yuanqing immediately thought of was to communicate with God Haotian.
After chatting for three days, he found that God Haotian was very good at talking, so he took the opportunity to inquire about the information and learn the secret.
The fundamental purpose has not changed, it is to enter the Sun Dungeon.
As long as he can enter the Sun Dungeon, his uncle, Goddess of Beauty, cousin, and ancestors of the Xie family will definitely turn to support him, and the head of the Xiahou family will most likely switch sides.
Among the other leaders of the Five Elements Alliance, Gang Leader Jiang has a good impression of him, and with the friendship between Jiang Jingwei and Jiang Ju, even if he doesn't help, he won't become an enemy.
It is completely possible to form a tripartite confrontation with Lingtuo and Taiyi Sect Master.
Of course, as a day traveler in the early ninth level, he would probably be targeted by demigods and focus their fire, but he had to try. If it didn't work, the worst he could do was surrender and support the Lord of the Stars.
God Haotian, with the dial behind his head turning slowly, gently nodded, "Okay!"
Immediately, Zhang Yuanqing heard the Xianjing prompt tone:
Your spiritual realm this time is: Battle of Gods.
No.:00]
[Difficulty level: Unknown]
[Type: Multiplayer (death type)]
[Main mission, support the Lord of the Sun.]
[Note: Non-spiritual items are not allowed to be brought in.]
[Introduction to Spiritual Realm No. 00: The two major camps saw demigods gathering together. They will fight for the candidates they support as Lord of the Sun. The sun is surrounded by five formations and sealed in the abyss. At the same time, it controls the core of the five formations.
Then you can summon the sun sleeping in the abyss and become the lord of the sun.]