Needless to say, those who resigned did not mean that those who did not resign did not have any objections in their hearts. They just needed to work, but in their hearts, they probably did not trust the headquarters anymore.

The one surnamed Zhou wanted to manipulate public opinion and ruin Yuanshi Tianzun's reputation, and the effect was indeed very good, but now the public opinion is backlashing, and it is out of control.

This is the price of manipulating public opinion.

"Grandpa, hasn't he come back yet?" Miao Teng'er asked.

Yun Zhongzi's face suddenly filled with gloom, "Governor Jiang and Palace Master are back. The two leaders were furious when they found out about this. Your grandfather and the other one have been dragged into the spirit realm for a meeting."

Yun Zhongzi sprinkled the pine nuts on the ground, turned around and looked at the face of his niece Qingli Tugu, and said in a deep voice, "Just now there is a message from the Red Sun Executioner of the Taiyi Sect that Yuanshi Tianzun is the descendant of the Demon Lord."

Is Yuanshi Tianzun a demon king?

This news was like a thunderbolt, resounding heavily in Miao Teng'er's heart, causing her body to sway and almost fell to the ground.

It was him? Then he was the person that night? Miao Teng'er's eyes turned black, and she felt dizzy.

A new large manor on the outskirts of the capital, covering an area of ??hundreds of acres, with gardens, sun rooms, large swimming pools, fountains, and castle-like themed buildings.

Security personnel in suits and leather shoes, wearing headsets, equipped with pistols or standing guard or patrolling.

On the second floor, in the European-style study room, the curtains were closed and no lights were turned on.

In the silent darkness, a figure suddenly appeared on the high-backed chair behind the old desk.

He is tied with a handsome short ponytail, and his handsome face is as sharp as a knife. Compared with the past, he is much more condensed, and his temperament is more mature and majestic.

The suit on his body was in tatters and was stained red with blood. His chest, waist, abdomen, thighs, back... were covered with explicit scars.

Three of his left fingers were broken, and even his handsome face, which was so handsome that a woman could take his breath away, was covered with scars.

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He looked around the study room, ignoring his injuries, and the first time he grabbed the phone on the table, he turned on the screen.

October 4th, at one thirty in the morning.

"The error is 12 hours." He nodded in satisfaction. Although he failed to return to reality before October, he finally returned at the beginning of October.

Fu Qingyang spent a lot of time in the dungeon.

He flicked his fingers lightly, and a sword qi whizzed out, hitting the switch at the door.

"Slap!" The small chandelier lit up, and the sword energy scattered without destroying the switch.

The light came on, illuminating his handsome face, and also illuminating the woman on the sofa opposite the desk.

The woman crossed her legs, her beautiful face was cold and majestic, like a generation of queens who ruled the world, she commented in a calm voice:

"The level of sword qi control is so perfect that the master is really envious. I can guarantee that among the scouts, the only one who can compare with you in sword qi micro-manipulation is that old man in Jiange."

She took out a bottle of life liquid, threw it lightly, and said with a frown: "Heal your wounds, within a month, you broke through nine dungeons, if you are not talented, don't force it, he is obviously a useless younger brother, and he likes to show off." , when I broke into the gang dungeon, I was much more stable than you."

She is not very worried about her useless brother, so she entered the dungeon to watch the battle.

In more than half a month, Fu Kanyang made nine dungeons in a row, including one at S level, three at A level, and five at B level.

The B-level was okay, it was safe and sound, but the three A-level and S-level dungeons made Fu Qingyang suffer a lot, either at the edge of life or death, or on the way to the edge of life and death. JrNovels.com