"Shu Hua, you hate Lingze."
While Dusu said this, he quietly connected to Lingze's sound transmitting ruler.
Shuhua wanted to deny it, but before she spoke, she noticed Dusu's twinkling expectant eyes.
Too many times, every time Du Su behaves like this, it is when he is trying to cause harm, and she has already experienced it.
In this case, there was no need to be polite, so she went with the flow: "Yes, I hate him."
Dusu was so happy that his whole heart was trembling, but he still didn't believe it: "Then do you still love him? Without love, there would be no hatred."
Shu Hua sneered mockingly: "Or I should say it this way, not hate, but disgust."
"Disgusted..." Du Su deliberately emphasized and repeated the word, fearing that Lingze couldn't hear it clearly or understand it, "but he has done so much for you."
"Haven't you heard of it?" Shuhua quoted the original sentence from the storybook: "If you hate a person, your breathing is wrong."
She refused to talk about this issue anymore and rudely drove Dusu away: "If you don't want to disgust me, you'd better fulfill your promise. I want to see the results."
Dusu called Lingze as soon as he left the house: "Did you hear everything?"
Lingze made no sound, but his breathing was disordered.
Dusu laughed and left, full of hope and energy.
Shuhua noticed that he was walking away, so he immediately set up a barrier in the single room to prevent eavesdropping, and then connected Su Daji's sound transmitting ruler: "Are you looking for me?"
Su Daji's voice was tense and tired: "The leader went on a killing spree, but within half an hour, nearly a hundred monks who had withdrawn from the alliance had been killed.
The leaders of Dongjing Road, Xisha Road, and Bishi Road are clamoring for you to come forward to plead with the Secretary... They are all from the lower realms. It is inevitable that they are related to each other, and human relations issues are difficult to deal with. "
"I'm locked up, and the director refuses to take my telegraph." Shuhua said in a sad tone, "I will find a way out as soon as possible. Please try your best to protect yourself."
"Okay." Su Daji sighed and cut off the sound transmission ruler.
Xiao Yudi said: "Shuhua, do you want to break out?"
"Who said I want to go out?" Shuhua sat cross-legged, not intending to interfere with this matter.
She has no sympathy for these monks who pose a great threat to the survival of the alliance and has no desire to rescue them.
She didn't plan to tell Su Daji this. He was obviously soft-hearted and talked too much, which made her look cold-blooded.
She connected to Lingze's voice ruler without any grudges: "You have to be thorough in your work. Several leaders are making a fuss. Why not teach them a lesson and let them know the importance of fear and severity?"
Lingze breathed heavily, and after a while he answered: "I know."
Next, Shuhua's single room was quickly added with ten layers of confinement formations by the Inspector.
The Alliance soon received news that her attempts to break out of the Inspectorate had failed several times.
Then, the monks who quit the alliance began to accuse their fellow villagers from the lower realms.
The leaders of Dongjing Road, Xisha Road, Bishi Road, and Lishan Road were respectively implicated and imprisoned in the Inspector's Prison, where they experienced a living hell.
This night left a strong smell of blood in the impression of the Ruyi Palace monks.
The priest, who was wearing a dark red robe, stood in the square with an expressionless face. His long and pale fingers brushed the strings of the Chunze harp, and the golden sound blade swept across. Countless monks' flesh and blood flew everywhere, and their bodies died.
A total of 1,365 monks died under his hands, including monks who defected from the alliance and chess pieces buried by the Immortal Emperor Zangyong.
In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight fell on the Ruyi Palace, then penetrated the window lattice and shone on Shuhua's eyelashes.
She opened her eyes and saw Lingze standing not far from her against the light, watching him silently.
His robe was soaked with blood, wet and heavy.
His eyes were as dark as ink, his skin was pale, but he was full of spiritual energy.
Shuhua stared at him for a moment and said, "You have advanced. Did you gain strength from killing?"
"Perhaps." Lingze's tone was indifferent. The method of burning longevity energy was very effective, and Ling Jinyin had been suppressed to a certain extent by him.
At this moment, even if the Immortal Emperor is standing in front of him, he can still fight with him.
"I'm very satisfied that you can think clearly about eliminating traitors and be ruthless."
Lingze raised his hand to unlock the confinement formation, turned around and left, "Your men have been taught a lesson and know the importance."
He strode out of the Inspector's Office, dragging his blood-soaked robe, past the fearful eyes of the surviving monks, and stopped in front of the main hall, looking intently at the horizon.
Yuelongsha, covered with injuries, staggered from the sky and fell in embarrassment in front of the monks.
Before the immortal officials came forward to arrest her, she shouted to Lingze: "Secretary, I have information to pass on!"
Prince Dusu appeared quietly, reached out and grabbed Yuelongsha, and he grabbed Yuelongsha by the throat and dragged him in front of him.
"Hey, the peacock demon rescued by Mie Tian Pavilion is back. What information do you want to pass on?"
He smiled gently: "Your Majesty ordered me to take charge of this matter. I should know. Sir Lingze, you don't have any objections, do you?"
Lingze frowned slightly, but did not interfere too much: "I hope His Highness can enforce the law impartially."
Shuhua and Yunlu arrived in time: "Asha!"
Dusu looked at them warningly: "Given the relationship between you, it is best to stay away from each other. It will be good for both of you."
The leader of Xisha Road, who had narrowly escaped death, was afraid that Shuhua would be involved, so he hurriedly sent a message to her: "Leader, please think twice! The alliance cannot be leaderless!"
Shuhua stopped Yunlu restrainedly and looked at Dusu with cold eyes: "Ruyi Palace has just gone through a big event and cannot bear the trouble. I believe that His Highness will handle it impartially."
Du Su was noncommittal and signaled his men to take Yue Long Sha away.
The monks, who had just gone through a life-and-death struggle, did not dare to disperse. They all squatted in the square like mushrooms, waiting for news.
Half an hour later, Dusu appeared with Yuelongsha and his personal guards, counted hundreds of monks, and set off aggressively, saying that he was going to encircle and destroy the important nest of Tiange monks.
Shuhua and Yunlu were completely excluded.
An immortal monk who was good friends with Yunlu comforted them: "That's fine. If Yuelongsha can clear the suspicion, it will be good for you; if not, it won't drag you down."
Yunlu sighed: "I hope."
The monks began to wait anxiously for the results again. One after another, everyone couldn't accept it and desperately needed good news to cheer them up.
Lingze sat quietly on his chair, propped up his chin and looked into the distance.
Shuhua followed his gaze and looked in the direction of Xianting.
When he noticed her gaze, he immediately stood up and returned to Chaomu Cliff.
Shuhua felt depressed for a while, as if she had a crush on him!
Because he was unhappy, he felt like standing in the square like a fool, so he simply led the way and left: "You have work to do, and you have nothing to practice, why are you standing there stupidly!"
Most of the monks listened to her call and left, but the remaining half dispersed after a moment's hesitation.
Shuhua quietly sent a message to Su Daji: "See you at the Whale House!"
I just came home from a business trip. I have a full day of meetings tomorrow and this is the only update. Good night~
(End of chapter)
