Heavens Myth Management System

Chapter 56 The Evil Bloodline

"Sister Zhu, once the black dragon died, the people below started to mess up again, and the balance that was finally established will be broken again. What should we do now?" Sun Xiaoman scratched his hair, looking very distressed.

"Let them mess up if they mess up. At worst, they will all be killed. Isn't that what you are best at?" Zhu Yu laughed out loud.

Sun Xiaoman blushed and glared at her with some shame and anger.

"Sister Zhu, you are the manager of Qingshui City, and I am not responsible for any accidents."

"Really?" The corners of Zhu Yu's mouth twitched, she knew Sun Xiaoman's duplicity very well, no matter what he said, he would definitely intervene when the time came.

"This time things are a bit weird. With Wei Zheng's indecisive temperament, it is impossible to kill the black dragon. This time, either the murderer is someone else, or the black dragon took the initiative to die."

"Huh?" Sun Xiaoman was shocked from ear to ear.

Hasn't even been to the scene, is it really okay for her to draw conclusions so hastily?
It was not the first time that Sun Xiaoman doubted Zhu Yu's deduction, but the facts proved that every time her deduction was almost the same as the truth.

"Then, sister Zhu, who do you think the murderer is?" Sun Xiaoman was also troubled by this matter during this time.

At first she also thought that the murderer was Wei Zheng, but she always felt that something was wrong.

Heilong and Wei Zheng have been fighting for more than ten years without incident, so why did they die suddenly this time?

Zhu Yu covered her mouth and yawned, "I'm not the murderer, how do I know who he is?"

"Okay, okay, it's time for me to sleep, Xiaoman, do you want to sleep with me?"

Sun Xiaoman was embarrassed: "Sister Zhu, it's only ten o'clock in the morning."

"Then what's the matter? Do you think everyone is as energetic as you all day? Spiders are nocturnal animals." Zhu Yu yawned, and what he said was well-founded.

"But you are human in this life." Sun Xiaoman felt that he was powerless to complain.

"Then what's the matter?" Zhu Yu frowned, obviously not agreeing with Sun Xiaoman's statement.

"You are still human in this life, don't you still jump up and down all day like the last life?"

"Hey, I want to help everyone." Sun Xiaoman rubbed his head in embarrassment.

Zhu Yu was so sleepy that her eyelids were clenched. Yesterday's documents were not processed until after four o'clock in the morning, but she was very tired.

In the huge Qingshui City, there are many incidents, big and small. Sun Xiaoman has no talent in this area, and he can't help her.

Glancing at Sun Xiaoman, Zhu Yu was a little envious of her energy, and then said weakly: "Go and find out how the black dragon died when you have time, and watch Wei Zheng and the white shark help those people by the way, don't let them make too much noise .”

"I'm going to catch up on sleep first..."

Zhu Yu covered her mouth and let out a long yawn, and fell asleep not long after lying on the sofa beside her.

Sun Xiaoman was a little embarrassed. Sister Zhu usually dealt with a lot of things. She wanted to help, but going there would only be a disservice.

"Well, where are we going next?" Sun Xiaoman tilted his head and thought about it, and when she was hesitating, a figure unconsciously appeared in her mind.

I seemed to have smelled that guy's scent at the scene last time. Could Heilong's death be related to him?
to find him?Well, forget it, after all, we only met once.

Sun Xiaoman thought about it, and felt that he should go back and continue to stare at those underground forces, so as to save them from causing an irreparable situation.

……

Yulong said, Jinying was sitting upright, neatly dressed in a black and red suit.

The younger brother knelt down on one knee and asked, "Boss, the Black Dragon Society has been disbanded, should we take this opportunity to swallow up a piece of land?"

Jinying's expression didn't change even after hearing this, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

"No, the death of the black dragon is strange. Zhanlong Pavilion is now on the cusp of the storm. Most hidden forces in the underground will not just watch Wei Zheng's family dominate. There will definitely be a fierce battle between the two parties. It is irrational to stand out at this time."

Of course, there was a more important reason that he didn't say, that is, he didn't want to compete with Wei Zheng and the others for the territory at all.

Wei Zheng has dealt with Jinying before, and knows what kind of person Jinying is, which is why he asserted that Yulongdao will not intervene.

In the eyes of the outside world, Yulong Dao Jinying has always been cautious and will never do anything he is not sure about. However, Wei Zheng, who has dealt with Jinying, knows that it is not that he cannot do it, but that he does not want to waste time on trivial matters. to free up time for practice.

After Wei Zheng knew the truth, he still had some admiration for Jinying. He could devote himself to cultivation and not be disturbed by external things, which Wei Zheng couldn't do.

The younger brother gradually backed away, and Jinying turned around and walked towards the secret room that was usually used for cultivation.

This secret room is only about [-] square meters, and he specially ordered people to build it. Even if a fourth-order monk wants to break it, it will take a long time.

When he was cultivating inside, if there was nothing important, those younger brothers would not come to bother him. This had become an unspoken rule within the Dao of Fish and Dragons.

The group of people below are fine with whatever they do, as long as it's not too much, Jinying won't care, or don't bother to care.

He initially established this force just for convenience, so as not to be disturbed by miscellaneous things. Later, it inexplicably grew in size and became one of the three major underground forces. He found it a bit incredible.

It is also because of this that the cadres of Yulongdao can be said to have the most power among the three underground overlords, and they are also the most undisciplined, and they even have the most training resources.

Boss Jinying doesn't know what's going on, it seems that he doesn't need any natural talents and earthly treasures when he cultivates, and his strength depends entirely on hard work.

This makes it easier for these people below. It should be noted that the cultivation resources of a fourth-level strong man are enough to support the daily practice of five or six third-level monks.

In fact, Jinying's generosity is also one of the reasons why many people join the Dao of Fish and Dragons.

At this time, Jinying walked slowly to a red-hot stove in the center of the secret room.

It is surprising that there is nothing in this secret room except this stove, which makes people wonder.

When ordinary monks practice, who doesn't have to prepare a lot of resources in advance?

Spiritual crystals and spiritual fruits are just the most basic. In order to maintain peace of mind, some people even light some special incense, or prepare tea that can help stabilize the mood.

But Jinying is completely different from these people. He only needs a stove with a high enough temperature to cultivate.

A suit was neatly folded aside, and the white shirt was also taken off, revealing the strong muscles, and... the burn marks all over the body!

This stove is also produced by the Mohist family. Its value is not high for him, only a hundred spirit stones. The only advantage is that it is convenient to control the temperature.

At this time, the temperature in the furnace had reached seven to eight hundred degrees, which was not low enough to melt some low-melting metals like aluminum.

However, when Jinying looked at the burning stove in front of her, there was no trace of fear in her eyes.

Taking out a dagger from her waist, Jinying skillfully cut a few deep wounds on her body, then jumped and fell into the flames.

Golden-red scales began to appear on the surface of his body. From a distance, it looked like he was wearing a mighty golden-red armor.

A trace of red sticky blood began to drip down the cut wound at a very slow speed, as difficult to remove as tarsal maggots.

The expression on Jinying's face gradually became a little distorted, but she endured it all the time, and never even let out a scream.

Jinying's lips parted slightly, and the expression on her face seemed to be remorseful, but at the same time seemed a little bit unwilling.

"My sinful bloodline shouldn't exist in this world..."

(End of this chapter)