A few people chatted for a while, but the main door of the main hall had been closed at some point. Because it was sealed on all sides, the entire huge space of the side hall became pitch black.
Fortunately, this state of being blind didn't last long. All around the walls of the palace, brilliant lights were lit up, with shadows and sparks, illuminating the entire hall, but it still looked eerie and gloomy, and the atmosphere was still dark. Ghostly.
However, this is very consistent with the identity of the evil demon. If it is dignified, it does not match.
At this time, a macho man who was eight feet tall, extremely majestic, and a bit stronger than Niu Dali climbed onto the temporary stone platform in the middle. He was covered with muscles and muscles, and his black armor was bulging. , with long hair disheveled, looked around, as majestic as a lion, and said loudly,
"Everyone, I am here in Heliu, a scattered cultivator in the rivers and lakes. Today, I would like to invite all my colleagues to gather here.
One of the purposes is to build a platform for everyone to communicate, exchange knowledge, and strengthen themselves.
Because this is the first time, I am afraid that some people may suspect that my purpose is impure, so I took out ten treasures as a sign of sincerity and gave them to everyone to taste. If anyone is interested, you can contact me privately, or barter, or The purchase of gold and silver will not cause anyone any loss..."
Meng Zhao looked at He Liu who was talking eloquently on the round platform and couldn't help but nodded. Judging from his appearance alone, he had a lion's nose and a wide mouth, a plump heaven, tall and mighty, and he was a tough guy full of masculinity.
His eyes are as cold as ice, majestic and domineering, and his voice is loud and clear. When facing so many people, he doesn't feel nervous or weak at all. His aura is so powerful that it is really beyond the comparison of ordinary people.
This ordinary person does not refer to ordinary people, but warriors who are at least innate level or above.
Not only Meng Zhao, many people around looked at He Liu's aura and momentum and secretly cheered and praised him.
Su Can has always been taciturn and doesn't like to be in the limelight. At this time, he couldn't help but say,
"I have long heard that He Liu is a strong and domineering person with a very high prestige on the evil path. It is true when I see him today. If nothing else, his personality charm is very extraordinary."
Niu Dali didn't feel like he was too cold. He snorted, squinted his eyes and shook his head.
"Old Su, you look like a simple person at first glance, and you are so easily deceived by other people's appearances.
I see that this guy is famous and ambitious. Didn't you hear what he said? Building this platform is just one of the purposes. It means that he has other plans, but he hasn't said them out yet. "Bayi Chinese website
Meng Zhao nodded and agreed,
"Yes, what Brother Niu said makes sense, and I think so too. I am afraid that He Liu is very ambitious and wants to use this platform to realize his own ambitions, such as forming a force."
Upon hearing this, Niu Dali, three people, and even a few people at the next table all turned their attention to Meng Zhao, and for a time they ignored He Liu who was giving a passionate speech on the round stage.
What does it mean to form a force?
For example, Niu Dali, Su Can, Zheng Que, and even the famous He Liu were essentially all wandering cultivators, living alone and without a strong force behind them.
Although it sometimes seems weak, it is actually a kind of freedom. There is no need to be ruled by others, and the world is full of freedom.
When you build a force, you turn it from a piece of loose sand into an organized group of people. You enjoy the blessing and help from it, and you naturally have to take on the corresponding responsibilities.
Yes, many people think that forming a force is a good thing, but some people think it is a bad thing.
Those who think it is a good thing are those who are confident that they can hold power. Those who think it is a bad thing will feel restrained, especially those who are used to being comfortable. If they are suddenly asked to do things according to the rules, they will inevitably not get used to it.
Therefore, after hearing Meng Zhao's speculation that He Liu might take this opportunity to form a force, everyone who heard it instinctively felt bored.
Niu Dali opened his mouth wide and almost howled. Fortunately, he reacted in time and quickly shut up. He winked at Meng Zhao and warned in a low voice,
"Brother, don't talk nonsense. I just can't stand this guy He Liu being in the limelight, but I didn't say he had any bigger plans. If this word spreads, it will easily make people hate him!"
It's not without reason that Niu Dali is nervous. In fact, this matter is big or small.
If it is small, it will naturally have no impact, but if something happens, it will not end well.
He Liu had no intention of forming a force, but Meng Zhao chose to publicize this matter, causing others to have a credibility crisis towards He Liu, and then criticizing him verbally and writing, which would most likely incur He Liu's hatred.
The possibility of conflicts and conflicts between the two is greatly increased.
Although Niu Dali disliked He Liu, it was undeniable that this guy was very powerful and had a strong influence among the evil cultivators. Meng Zhao might not be able to take advantage of him in a real fight.
Meng Zhao smiled, not caring about Niu Dali's worries, and said calmly,
"This is not nonsense, but an association based on actual evidence. The key point lies in a conflict that happened not long ago. I wonder what Brother Niu thought of?"
Niu Dali rolled his eyes and suddenly realized something. Zheng Que, Su Can, and a few people at the next table were also thoughtful. They looked at the high-spirited and majestic He Liu on the round platform and couldn't help but feel a little more thoughtful.
A rather upright-looking guy at the next table was scratching his head and scratching his head anxiously, but it was not the time to ask for more details. Seeing that the person next to him also looked very enlightened, he quickly sent a message to his companion,
"What's going on? That pretty face is hiding half of what she said and revealing the other half. How come I didn't hear anything?"
His companion was a man in his thirties, who looked very elegant and personable. Hearing this, he couldn't help but secretly cursed, "With your slender head, you may not be able to understand everything he said."
However, we still have some friendship at least, so we can't really let him be a fool and just play tricks on others, so he said,
"This is easy to understand. You saw the battle the day before yesterday. It was caused by He Liu's group and the warriors from the Demon Sect. In essence, it was between us casual cultivators and the warriors from the Demon Sect. contradiction.
What the pretty boy meant, He Liu, was probably to use this matter and the meeting held today to encourage the casual cultivators to unite to protect themselves, that is, to form a force belonging to the casual cultivators. This is indeed very likely to happen. of.
And I suspect that the boy He Liu might have started that battle on his own initiative in order to make some noise and build prestige for himself.
If this is the case, He Liu is too shady. His reputation in the past was probably spread deliberately and with ulterior motives. "
Of course, this person also paid more attention to and admired Meng Zhao.
If you can see this before everyone else, you are definitely a top smart person.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he encounters familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
