"...Mr. Su Jiuqin, I'll help you this time." He lay on the bed, thought for a while, and said lightly.
"It's okay, we just happened to encounter it, so there is no reason to stand by and watch." Su Jiuqin shook his head and glanced out the window, "I have been living in seclusion for a long time, and I never thought that the harm to the lower world would be so serious."
Lu Dingmo couldn't help but shake his head and sigh. He didn't know the cause of the blood mist outside. However, he told Su Jiuqin everything he knew about Jiuche Xiaoying without reservation.
Listening, Su Jiuqin's face became even heavier.
Speaking of the most thrilling battle at Lanyun Pavilion, Su Jiuqin, although not very happy, still couldn't hold himself back and kept moving his shoulders back and forth.
After finishing speaking, Lu Dingmo's mouth was already dry. Su Jiuqin stood up and brought him a glass of water. The cold taste once again made Lu Dingmo clearly feel that he had been unconscious for a long time - it was already autumn outside.
Unexpectedly, in these days, the outside world has undergone such huge changes.
Seeing Lu Dingmo's worried look in front of him, Su Jiuqin was lightly relieved.
"However," Lu Dingmo turned around and said, "This time, thanks to Mr. Lower Realm, he showed up in time to help. Otherwise, someone would probably have been there at that time..."
"Just save the courtesy." Su Jiuqin shook his head.
"Sir, how have you been recently..."
Su Jiuqin smiled slightly: "We might as well discuss my matters later."
Lu Dingmo was slightly startled. After a moment, he also smiled happily and stopped mentioning these things anymore.
"Then, as for the blood mist right now..." Lu Dingmo's eyes became determined, "Netherworld has no time. Now, let Yi Laoxuan come and talk to you and me face to face."
Su Jiuqin nodded slightly. Since he has come down from the lower realms and is determined to help, he must have a helpful attitude.
But as soon as we got here, we had to rely on our old friend, Qin Xian, to figure out all the connections together.
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In a short period of time, under the intensive planning, Jiuche Xiaoying almost came out in full force and began to purposefully encircle and annihilate the forces gathered by Zhengdao.
Far away from the three religions, in the mountains and mountains, in Fenglu County, if the spark is not extinguished, it will start a prairie fire again.
In the early morning, red smoke lingers day and night. Just in front of a familiar tavern in Fenglu County, two groups of speeding cars arrived today.
There was only one carriage that came first, and it was very early. And just after the few rows of cars arriving later let out a loud "oh--" at the same time, a team of nearly ten people rushed into the tavern in an orderly manner.
The tavern keeper has rarely seen so many people come together to take care of his business; let alone so early in the morning.
But seeing their serious faces, the shopkeeper was startled again - the business was already getting more and more difficult because of the blood mist, and if they encountered robbers, it would be even worse.
Although the current group of people did not look like bandits, they were probably high-quality bandits who had read books. The shopkeeper still secretly asked Xiao'er to go to the back hall and secretly asked the guys to prepare their weapons so as not to be caught off guard in the event of a conflict.
After the leader stepped through the door, he first looked around the store. Before he could see the person he wanted to see, he simply walked towards the boss behind the store counter.
The shopkeeper's face became even more nervous when he saw the leader running towards him.
He quietly picked up the abacus - this was the weapon he used to defeat the bandits, although it was useless!
"Shopkeeper, you..." The visitor said slowly with a serious face, "Have you ever received a guest who is as old as me?"
"……ah?"
Guiding the waiter to take them upstairs, the shopkeeper weighed a small piece of broken gold in his hand, still a little unresponsive.
Dongfang Shiming, on the other hand, asked his subordinates to wait in the shop. He climbed up the stairs and turned around the narrow and cramped stairs.
The tavern does not carefully manage accommodation, and there are also few rooms upstairs. The child shook off the sweat towel, wiped his face, walked to the door opposite, and patted the door panel a few times.
A voice soon came from inside. Dongfang Shiming stood behind the waiter, listening to a rustling, and then the door was slowly opened.
First there was a sigh - after seeing the face of the guest in the room clearly, Dongfang Shiming couldn't help but let out a sigh.
Fu Yunge stood in front of the door. There was no thrilling encounter, they just met peacefully but not peacefully in this small corridor where it was difficult to even turn around.
Fu Yunge was stunned for a moment, then opened all the doors. Dongfang Shiming didn't move his legs for a long time. After hesitating for a long time, he told the waiter that he had nothing else to do and sent him downstairs.
The sound of the waiter's kicking became farther and farther away as he went down the steps. Dongfang Shiming looked at Fu Yunge's face again, feeling that he hadn't seen him for a long time.
"Everything is safe." Fu Yunge thought for a while and "reported" to him with a smile.
Dongfang Shiming nodded. Fu Yunge turned sideways and asked him to enter the room to talk in detail.
The room is also small, with only room for a wooden bed and two chairs. Fu Yunge had just arrived. Although there was no need to live in a special room, it was just for safety reasons.
"My brother is still down there." Dongfang Shiming circled around the bed and finally sat on a chair.
Fu Yunge closed the door, walked back to the bed in two steps, and sat down with help: "Even if we let them come up, they can't fit it in this room."
Dongfang Shiming chuckled. Fu Yunge also knew what he meant. Since Dongfang Shiming's cronies were watching below, they could safely discuss future plans here.
"Do you have any considerations?" Dongfang Shiming arched the back of his hand, put it to his mouth and blew gently.
Fu Yunge nodded. Their plan has begun to be implemented, but there are still many areas that need to be improved by Dongfang Shiming.
After sorting out his thoughts, Fu Yunge informed Dongfang Shiming of the plan that Tumi and everyone else had come up with that day.
He soon lost track of the medicinal properties of blood mist, and could only pass by them. However, Dongfang Shiming didn't know much about this. He was more concerned about the variables and strategies in the plan.
As Fu Yunge narrated, Dongfang Shiming nodded frequently.
Such a plan, if there are no obstacles, might actually be feasible - completely sealing the blood mist that poisoned millions of people in one fell swoop.
Finally, Fu Yunge told them about their separate actions. Dongfang Shiming's eyes were confused, as if he was thinking about something.
After Fu Yunge finished speaking, his voice suddenly left Dongfang Shiming's eardrums. His thinking expression was suddenly brought back to his eyes, but there was still a lot of hesitation on his face.
"...How is it?" Fu Yunge saw that his face was quite serious and asked quickly.
Dongfang Shiming glanced at Fu Yunge, and after a while, he took a deep breath: "It's a good method."
"Oh?" Fu Yunge didn't believe it, "I could tell what you meant by your expression just now."
Dongfang Shiming raised the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly. Indeed, this method of dealing with blood mist should be foolproof; however, the dangers they face are never limited to blood mist.
