Trafford’s Trading Club

"...Have you heard that the Holy Emperor [Gaotao] has joined forces?"

Today's topic.

In fact, there is no need to hear that the holy meteor phenomenon appeared, and immediately after the voice of Tianzun appeared, there was no need for any formal official announcement. The news spread throughout the entire human race almost instantly.

As for the details and the follow-up, people need to take the time to find out.

In the evening, Emperor Ximen had quite enthusiastically invited [Huoyun] City and his party to have a dinner together. He did so on the pretext of not knowing each other, and his gesture was very good, and Liu Jinghe was not reserved.

It was only when Sheng Yun appeared that he took two bites of the meal and lost his mood.

The Holy Emperor, an existence that entrusts the fate of the human race, will always be accompanied by great joy and great sorrow in people's hearts, whether he is born or dies.

The dinner party couldn't go on anymore, Ximen Dajin simply said a few polite words, paid the bill, and left in a hurry with everyone in the [Qingzhou] team.

A lot of things are bound to happen tonight. The [Gaotao] lineage has been abolished, and there are too many things that need to be dealt with. The Ximen family is the overlord of [Qingzhou]. If the laws of the alliance are messed up, the old Ximen family's plate will naturally be greatly affected. The impact.

Ximen Dajin needs to get the information as soon as possible.

"I never expected that I would be able to see a holy fall in my lifetime."

After the members of the [Qingzhou] team left, most of the private room was deserted, and a generally sad atmosphere enveloped the sky over [Kunlun].

At this time Liu Jinghe received a call from Tieluosha. Less than ten minutes after he left the box, he came back again.

"The mayor has called and is concerned about your situation." As the secretary of the Mayor's Office of [Huoyun] City Government, Liu Jinghe said with a hint of guilt, "The mayor asked you not to worry about too many things. Your task is just In this competition, as long as we go all out and break through ourselves, the city will never forget your contribution.”

Several people nodded.

A big event like the Holy Death is naturally something they can't touch. Apart from the fact that the human race is missing a Holy Emperor, they are heartbroken... or they can only be upset.

Seeing that everyone's emotions had been calmed down, Liu Jinghe said seriously: "There will be no more training arrangements in the future. You guys have a good rest these few days and recharge your batteries."

Xiaolin SIR's heart moved, "Master Liu, has the time for the main competition been set?"

Liu Jinghe nodded, "I just received the notice and it has been confirmed that it will be in ten days."

"Huh?" A surprised voice came, it was Xiang Shaoyu's voice, "Ten days later, I remember it seems to be the day of the Four University [Zixiao Cup] too?"

"Is it due?" Tudu frowned, "I also plan to go and see the legendary [Zixiao Cup] site."

[Zixiao Cup] is held every three years, led by the four major universities. All high-end universities in the alliance can participate, but it is only limited to the [Super Level] level.

As for the battle of [Twelve Cities], it will not be made public... This is an internal battle, and what civilians can know is mostly gossip.

Liu Jinghe said: "In this main competition, the four major universities will also send representatives to compete. Each university has a quota for one city."

Everyone looked at each other in shock. They did not expect that the opponents were not only the strongest teams in the past, but also people from the four major universities in the alliance. They couldn't help but look solemn.

Although it is said to be a battle of the [Twelve Cities], it is not really just the twelve teams that compete - it is all the teams that compete for the ranking of the [Twelve Cities].

Within the [Alliance], any capital with a level 6 blood relationship can theoretically send teams to participate in the battle.

This is a war to divide luck based on ranking.

As for the [Purple Sky Cup], after Liu Jinghe’s explanation, it can be regarded as knowing the intention behind it... In addition to motivating students in higher education institutions, it also has the function of emitting smoke and diverting public attention.

"Idol, do you want to go back to Sifang Pavilion to rest?"

SIR Xiaolin asked curiously, "A room has been arranged for you there."

"No." Xiao Luo SIR shook his head, "I have other things to be busy with these days."

Sir Xiaolin nodded without forcing it.

A black flying car was already parked outside the hotel and waiting.

Xiaolin SIR took a glance and saw that the person driving was Mr. Wen Duo... He glanced at it with some envy, shook his head and went back with Liu Jinghe and his party.

"Master."

Wen Duo handed over the token first.

Boss Luo put it aside casually, smiled slightly and said, "Tell me about today's events."

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"...Senior Brother Fang will immediately start rebuilding the [Tribunal] after he innovates. With his ability, he should be able to regain the lost ground soon."

The black flying car was traveling at normal speed in the night sky.

The neon lights were like a sea, and Boss Luo watched quietly.

Wen Duo controlled the speed of his speech and continued: "He is creating a new path at this time. It seems dangerous, but in fact he has already considered it carefully. Senior Brother Fang is also someone who wants to reform the law, otherwise he would not have accepted the inheritance of Qing Emperor. Now that [Gaotao's] way has been abolished, it just gave him another direction."

After saying that, looking at Boss Luo who looked calm, Wen Duo took out another ancient sheepskin scroll and said, "Master, this is Senior Brother Fang's contract."

Fang Tangjing is indeed amazingly talented, at least in Wen Duo's opinion, otherwise he would not be able to become the successor of the Qing Emperor... But even so, it is not enough to create a new way.

This is a matter of foundation.

But the power of contract can solve this problem very well.

"According to your instructions, additional treaties have been added to the contract. Senior Brother Fang should soon transfer the Qing Emperor inheritance on hand to Master Ye." Wen Duo said seriously: "He knows how to do better. The land was handed over.”

"It seems that I really hired a good employee." Boss Luo smiled.

——It’s not easy.

——This is the ideal dark soul, right?

"Young Master, you're rewarded." Wen Duo waved his hand, "Yu Huatian came to see me. His origin is very mysterious. I have been with him for many years. I only know that he is from the [Holy Imperial Concubine]."

There have been many Holy Emperors in the past dynasties of the human race, otherwise there would not be a Monument of the Holy Emperor of the Human Race... But there is only one who can be called the [Holy Royal Concubine].

[Great Holy Land of the Netherworld] The Taoist companion of the Holy Emperor.

"Yuhuatian would like to ask you to treat a person."

Boss Luo suddenly said: "It seems that there are less traces of [strangers] today."

Wen Duo was startled. He had not yet come into contact with things about the [Lord God World] and did not know the truth behind [The Stranger]. "Well, during this period, not only the entire [Nantianmen] were mobilized, but even The five major immortal courts in the southeast, northwest, and central parts of [Kunlun] have taken action, and these [foreigners] of unknown origin have indeed restrained themselves a lot. However, the local [foreigners] are still quite rampant in causing chaos."

Wen Duo was a defender in [Kunlun], and later joined [City of White Steel] to fight bloody battles for thirty years. He had no personal information sources at hand, and no one believed him when he said it.

"You should also take a look at this information." Boss Luo did not explain much.

A piece of information about the [Lord God World] immediately fell into Wen Duo's hands. Even with his strong receptive ability, Rao couldn't help but find it... enjoyable.

The black soul knowledge in his mind was instilled by Boss Luo, and Wen Duo passively accepted it - knowing is one thing, but intuitively is obviously another.

The shock in person was far greater than the shock in person.

Wen Duo breathed out slowly - what kind of existence did he follow.

"Take a good look." Boss Luo suddenly said, "Maybe you will have some ideas."

Wen Duo's brain feels like it's going to explode... It seems that Mr. Gongzi is interested in letting himself participate in such a big project? But he still nodded calmly, and the black speedster was already driving at a normal speed... very steadily.

…

…

The black speed car parked slowly in the parking lot not far from the clinic.

Wen Duo was sent here, and the walk from here to the clinic was only a hundred or two hundred meters away.

When Boss Luo slowly returned to the clinic, he saw a grateful man walking out slowly, supporting an elderly woman.

It was [Xia Ji] who sent people out.

"Master, you are back." [Xia Ji] greeted softly.

During this time, [Xia Ji] has been trained to become more and more perfect.

"Patient?" Boss Luo asked casually.

"Yes." [Xia Ji] said softly, "A filial son spends ten years of his life and one year of his life, hoping to see his grandson born."

There is no saying whether it is worth it or not.

The only question is whether you would choose it if it were you.

For example, someone is admitted to the ICU and loses everything, which is like a curse that makes people desperate.

This is how the maid lady spends her free time.

This clinic has been open for some time, and is actually open for business. Everything is handled by the maid.

Every time Boss Luo comes back, he will listen carefully to the little stories between the patients told by the maid... This is his interest.

In the dark night, the man supported the elderly woman and waited quietly for the taxi hearse.

Boss Luo looked at the maid who was wearing a doctor's white robe and a stethoscope hanging on her chest, walking out slowly. His heart moved, and he stretched out his hand to gently scrape her nose.

The taxi hearse arrived, and the man helped the woman get on.

"Mom, I have already thought of the name of the child. There are several. Can you listen to it?"

…

The clinic's signboard light went out and it is closed today.

Today’s posture: Bu 0Z

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【Kunlun】, the sky and the sea.

Several law enforcement vehicles from [Nantianmen] parked... They were vehicles from the third group.

There were some bloodshot eyes in Ye Yan's eyes, and he looked a little tired. There were more "strangers" than expected, setting fires everywhere.

No, I just killed a team of six [foreigners].

"It feels like the [strangers] that appear later are getting stronger and stronger, and their abilities become weirder."

Ah Ma Sir looked even more tired than Ye Yan.

Ever since he was inexplicably thrown out of Yu Shiyao's mansion and smashed an [Alien] in front of the theater door, he hasn't stopped - mainly because there have been too many reports of [Alien].

Counting tonight's incident in Tianzhihai, Ah Ma SIR has been involved in ten [Alien] cases.

Even if it is made of iron, it cannot be made like this.

"Currently, the support received is much less." Ye Yan breathed out slowly, "Xianting's military headquarters has also withdrawn half of its troops. The next [Irregulars] may be restrained, everyone. I’m tired too, so go back and rest first, and be on call at any time.”

"Long live Boss Ye!"

The team members are naturally grateful... Although they have been deployed all the time and the bonuses are very high, they are really tired, and many people have been injured in the battle with [aliens].

"Sir, we recovered a body at Pier 3. It's very new."

A law enforcement officer came over in a hurry, followed by two law enforcement officers who were carrying a body on a stretcher.

Ah Ma Sir suddenly screamed out unlucky.

He knew that Ye Yan would not ignore it, so he simply walked up, lifted the white cloth covering it, and looked at the body that was fished out.

After a few glances, Ah Ma SIR's face darkened, his eyes complex.

"acquaintance?"

Ye Yan, who noticed Ma SIR's movements, couldn't help but frowned and asked.

Ah Ma SIR nodded and sighed again, "He is the Wu Gang I mentioned...but I don't know why he sank into the sea of ​​​​the sky."

"He has been dead for at least two or three days." Ye Yan shook his head. "The soul has been detained a long time ago. Let's see if there is any surveillance nearby. Let's investigate his movement track first."

"I'll do it." Ah Ma SIR nodded and said. Next to the corpse in the aisle, a white cloth was covered again, and he murmured: "Gangzi, you said back then that you would come to [Kunlun] to conquer the world, even if you die, you will die." Here...it means you haven't broken your promise."

Ye Yan didn't ask too much. After arranging the follow-up, he went straight back to [Nantianmen].

…

Just now [Irregulars] appeared in Tianzhihai to cause trouble, and shortly after [Nantianmen] law enforcement left, a group of wandering gods appeared riding on the dark wind.

There are five pairs of black and white wandering gods, as well as a shackle general.

During this time, [Nantianmen] is very busy, Immortal Court is very busy... [Ninth Prison] is also very busy.

This is no ordinary team of wandering gods on duty.

They are from the [Strange Department].

"Sir, the last trace of Master Si Gui's aura is here."

The leader of the team, General Shackles, was named Ye Xiao. He was also a member of the [Strange Division]. He was of a high rank and was a colleague of Si Gui, and even older than Si Gui.

As for the death of the director of the [Strange Department], the upper management of [Ninth Prison] has not yet said anything about it... The death of the director was so sudden that the cause has not yet been found out.

How did he die?

What was he doing before he died?

What is the origin of the person who took action?

Don't know anything!

Judge Cui was already furious, and the prison master of the [Ninth Prison] made a rare appearance, causing the river of hell in the netherworld to boil crazily.

The outside world doesn't know how they got here in the [Ninth Prison] in the past three or two days... Everyone is living in fear, and their days are like years.

"According to the [weird] traceback, before the director's death, he had contact with Si Gui once, and the director himself teleported there, and was killed on the spot soon after!" Yexiao looked at Tianzhihai in the thick fog, His face became more and more cold, "The death of the director must be closely related to Si Gui. He came to Tianzhihai with the intention of smuggling out of the alliance."

"But...but we don't know where Si Guida...Si Gui has gone." The traveling god who was traveling with him said cautiously.

"Send the order and ask the wandering gods on the border to pay close attention!" Yexiao quickly gave the order, "Especially pay attention to the several border crossing points in [Demon Realm] and [Pure Land]!"

That's all.

After all, if they don't figure it out anymore, they won't be able to bear the consequences.

There is no way to find out how the dignified director of the [Strange Department] of the [Ninth Prison] died. This is really embarrassing - after all, the [Ninth Prison], who has the ability to restrain souls, can almost do that. He knows everything...

But it has been two or three days.

Do you think the prison master can avoid being angry?