The Old Gods Are Whispering

The soul courtyard was as silent as death, and the investigators were shocked and speechless, and even felt fear and trembling.

A ministerial level died just like that, with no bones left.

What was even more shocking was the blazing thunder that fell from the sky. It was a power that did not belong to any inheritance path, but a top-secret forbidden curse from the ancient times. Just a casual glance over it killed a sixth-order man.

This is the power of the President.

Natural disaster level strength!

No one applauded this time, and no one would be so lacking in EQ.

The higher-ups were expressionless. They were all killed from blood and fire, and they were no strangers to such things.

In the long history, too many people were obsessed with power and immortality, so they betrayed the human camp, killed their once intimate companions, sacrificed their lives, and traded with the gods.

Whether it is the Aether Association or the Youying Group.

or other organizations.

None of this is new.

"Minister Zhou Xuanyi will be dealt with as a traitor. His family members will be closely investigated in the near future. If there are no problems, they will be sent to the protection area for care. If future generations want to join the association, they need to go through the review of the Supreme Council."

The old servant looked around, cleared his throat, and said slowly: "From now on, the headquarters will hold a candidate meeting to select a sixth-level sublimator with both integrity and ability to be the new head of the Fengdu branch."

In this way, the funeral of the deceased minister was announced.

"Finally, it's about the case investigation of Mu Feng, a former member of the Night Watch and an SSS-level investigator."

He paused: "Including his companion."

Gu Jianlin's hand on the round table flicked like an electric shock.

finally come!

He turned his head to look at Bingshan Yujie beside him, and said seriously: "Thank you."

Tang Ling raised her eyebrows: "Thank you for what?"

"The last mission in the Burial Forest, if you hadn't insisted on dragging me in, this matter would not have restarted the investigation."

Gu Jianlin said calmly, "Thank you very much."

"If you can find out about this, you can also find out about my great-grandfather."

Tang Ling rested her chin on her hand: "Everyone just takes what they need."

Gu Jianlin had to admit that this was indeed a good teammate.

At the top of the steps of Soul Skyrim, the old servant continued: "In view of the objections in these cases, we will reorganize and investigate the case history and provide corresponding evidence. The investigation time will be one month, and all the evidence will be submitted to the The trial will be held in the Judiciary and the verdict will be made public."

As soon as this remark came out, Mr. Zhang squinted his eyes first, not knowing what he was thinking.

The people of the Inquisition didn't make any sense either.

Han Jing's eyes flickered, and she also expressed something.

The night watchmen present showed excited and expectant expressions, and looked backward together.

There was a wheelchair at the end of the line, and Fu Qingxuan was sitting on it with an IV drip. After a long period of treatment, he finally woke up and recovered his memory and consciousness, but he was still very weak.

Fu Chaoyang pushed the wheelchair behind him, his small face was still stubborn, looking for something in the crowd.

A golden light fell on the front of the steps.

Uncle Mu walked out of the golden light, his face full of emotion.

He was wearing training clothes, and he didn't wear any shackles on his body, because they were all abolished like this. Anyone present here has the strength to single-handedly defeat him, so he is not a threat.

But his demeanor as a super elite is still here, neither humble nor overbearing.

Looking around, there are some familiar and unfamiliar faces.

Former colleagues and comrades all looked at him with nostalgic or excited eyes.

Some people are jealous, even hostile.

And above the dome, the imaginary majestic face looked down on him, expressionless.

Lin Dong and Rhine also stared condescendingly, without any expression.

The old servant stared at this former elite, and asked seriously: "Mu Feng, you still insist that you were not bewitched by the power of the ancient gods, and you did not harm your companions during the mission. You insist that you were framed , including your daughter and your companions, you have not hurt anyone?"

Although it is only a servant, everyone knows that this is the spokesperson of the president.

As for why the president doesn't speak in person.

It's not because of pretending.

But everyone knows that the president is lazy.

And she has a bad temper.

When you were young, if you disagreed with each other, you would kill someone.

Especially when you encounter those who are arguing, and those who are ignorant and talk nonsense.

You made her anxious, she really killed her.

"Think clearly, if it is finally proved that you did those things, then all those who testify for you will be implicated. We have the right to doubt their true intentions."

The old servant said in a low voice.

At this moment, Mu Feng felt the sights from all directions, and the pressure was heavy.

However, when he turned around and saw the indifferent young man in the crowd, he was in a daze.

For a moment, he seemed to see his old friend again.

He knew that this was an opportunity for his old friend's son to bet his life and future in exchange for him.

Maybe it's because of my ego, I want to do well what my father didn't do well.

It may also be because he is too kind, so he can't see these sufferings and is furious.

Thinking back to the stormy night in Heiyun City Walled City, this young man stepped on corpses and faced so many investigators alone, but he just said to him that it is better to clench his fists than to accept it.

Mu Feng suddenly felt that he was old, had lost his sharpness, and was useless.

Even let a child stand in front of him.

It's no longer possible to let him down.

"I stand by my opinion."

Mu Feng said frankly: "My companion and I were both framed. Next, I will cooperate with all investigations of the Aether Association until the truth comes to light. No matter what the conclusion of the investigation is, I will accept it."

His voice permeated the audience.

Han Jing's eyes fell deeply on him, and he also looked at the silhouette of the boy in the corner.

At the same time, the night watchmen looked at him, feeling extremely excited.

Fu Qingxuan took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "I will provide evidence for my former comrades-in-arms. When we were investigating the anomalies in the living burial area, we were all affected by the Lost Soul Gu and lost our memory. This fully proves that in the While our class was carrying out its mission, some unknown force was secretly operating."

Fu Chaoyang hesitated for a moment, but also mustered up his courage, and said loudly: "In recent years, I have been alone in taking care of my adoptive father in the forbidden area of ​​Westport. I have experienced countless hunts and murders. I accept all forms of investigations by the Ethereum Association and interrogation, I only hope that the case will come to light as soon as possible."

All the investigators looked at the little boy with surprised expressions.

The old servant looked at the little boy and said, "Son, are you sure? This kind of investigation is close to interrogation, and it may be very painful for a sublime of your age and rank."

Han Jing and the night watchmen all looked at the child.

Fu Qingxuan touched his adopted son's hand.

"I am sure."

Fu Chaoyang locked onto the boy's figure in the crowd, and answered firmly.

The old servant nodded slightly, and then said: "Then, the trial court should submit the evidence as soon as possible."

Now that the Nine Great Saints are not here, Mr. Zhang is the speaker of the trial court. His face is still expressionless, and he adjusted his glasses: "Our evidence will be submitted to the judicial court as soon as possible. Please rest assured."

Finally, the old servant said loudly: "We will reassess and investigate the blood moon massacre based on the investigation results of the Mu Feng case. If this mysterious organization behind the scenes really exists, then all previous conclusions will be overturned. Clear justice for the innocent, and let the real sinners get the punishment they deserve."

For a moment, the investigators in the courtyard of souls all turned their heads to look at a corner.

Including the high-level people present here, they all cast their eyes.

"This is Professor Gu's son? He looks quite similar, but his temperament is a bit far off."

"Apart from facial paralysis, there is no aggressiveness. Is he really a madman?"

"Hehe, when he was at the first level, he didn't know what method he used to kill a seriously injured captain and two seriously injured vice-captains, and killed several second-level investigators. Although those people Fallen, but this combat power is outrageous, maybe he started learning breathing techniques and forbidden spells from the mother's womb, right?"

"If I can do this kind of thing when I am at the second level, it will be a bit mysterious at the first level."

"Is this about combat power? How dare you openly challenge the Inquisition Court when you were at the second level? That stupid son of the Yan family was trampled on the dog's head by him. The scene was really bloody. And he exploded with a chair How did you come up with the code name Chair Killer? It's really insulting."

"An unorganized and undisciplined lunatic is carved out of the same mold as that Thunderbolt. No matter how talented this kind of person is, he can't make any contribution to our cause."

"Didn't they try their best to turn the tide in Westport? That's right, why didn't they make any contribution?"

"If it wasn't for the Chair Killer and Thunder, would we know the whereabouts of the Qilin Wedge fragments?"

"After all, he is someone that the King of Blue values. We need to educate him."

"It's a pity, it's too late to wake up, it's only the third level now."

"Fortunately, he is only at the third level. He dared to beat up his superiors openly when he was at the third level. Can he still be able to advance to the next level?"

"What? Who was beaten? Come on, tell me! My fellow, what a madman!"

"Severely punished, must be severely punished!"

The twelve ministers talked a lot.

The six generals were also whispering to each other, and suddenly someone said, "Tianhuo, what's wrong with you?"

The Vulcan General remained silent with a stern face, his face extremely ugly.

But he didn't say anything.

Gu Jianlin didn't care what they said, he just noticed the gazes from all directions.

At this moment, his mood suddenly became complicated.

"You don't need to think too much, and you don't need to thank anyone. It's your own ability to win the attention and respect."

Tang Ling said softly: "The president said that in this world, axiom and justice are the most useless things. Only if your fist is big enough, the world can hear your voice."

Ji Xiaoyu also nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "That's right, my grandmother said, if you think you are right, then keep going. Whoever opposes you, beat him hard!"

Gu Jianlin remained silent.

Although the investigation is only restarted, it does not mean that the final result will be pronounced.

But this scene meant that the world heard his voice.

At the end of the steps in the courtyard of souls, Chen Bojun looked at him with a smile, his eyes full of admiration and expectation.

Lu Zijin smiled and cast a charming look at him.

Fu Qingxuan looked at him with gratitude, and nodded slightly.

Fu Chaoyang looked at him stubbornly, and then quietly gave a thumbs up behind his back.

Finally, it was Uncle Mu, who turned around and looked at the young man with relief in his eyes.

Gu Jianlin knew what they meant.

The case had been reopened, and it was up to him to do so.

At the same time, the faces of Rhine and Ling Dong suddenly disappeared into the darkness.

Suddenly, a cold snort sounded from the courtyard of souls.

"Today's meeting ends here."

The president's voice sounded indifferently: "I don't have a few years to live as a mediocre lord. If any of you are dissatisfied with the status quo, then stand up and do things for me. Don't continue to hide and hide. Let me take a good look, you the ability."

bang.

The illusory face suddenly collapsed into the darkness.

The courtyard of the soul shook violently.

Everyone felt the majestic coercion, as if they had walked through the gate of hell.

There is something wrong with the president's words, why does it sound weird.

He also laughed at himself as a mediocre master.

cough.

Gu Jianlin cleared his throat and pretended nothing happened.

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The ridges of the Pamirs are shrouded in howling winds all year round.

Huai Yin stood on the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back, overlooking the endless wasteland. This is an uninhabited no-man's land. There is a barren area within tens of kilometers, only the strong wind mixed with gravel raging, soaring into the sky.

He suddenly sensed something, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"After so many things, this child finally got the reward he deserved."

He smiled and said: "But this is not enough, he needs to stand higher and be more dazzling."

Jing Ci looked at the sky that was as dark as the universe, and vaguely saw a sky-penetrating pillar in the endless storm, entwined with endless thunder and lightning, and the sky fire permeated the dark clouds, burning like lava.

"teacher."

He raised his head and asked, "Is the Priory really that scary?"

"Of course it's scary, otherwise I wouldn't have fought against me for two hundred years."

Looking at the broken Buzhou Mountain, Huaiyin said with emotion: "The true master of the Priory has all-powerful means."

Jing Ci thought for a while: "Where is the master of the Hermitage, could it be Venerable Candle Dragon?"

"Probably not."

Huaiyin laughed and said: "This supreme being is truly invincible, but he doesn't bother to use such methods."

Jing Ci was thoughtful: "That's right."

Huaiyin suddenly seemed to feel something, and looked up to the sky.

"My lord, I have become stronger again."

He sighed: "How can I win you?"

Above the ghostly sky, there seemed to be a bloody face.

Almost eroded the entire sky.

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