I'm in Douluo Cultivation

"My eldest brother was called away yesterday by Sanzong. He said he had something to discuss, so I just came here this morning. I just came here and I don't know anything, teacher."

Looking at Chu Ming's ferocious face, Li Zhong also called out the teacher in desperation, hoping that Chu Ming would be merciful.

It seems that the third worshiper is going to take action, but the big worshiper and the second worshipper have not gone out and have not returned. The third worshipper is usually kind and will not cause any big trouble. Are the saint and the second worshipper anxious?

Listening to the disappearing sound of horse hooves, Chu Ming's heart dropped by half.

............

In the attic on the city wall, the surrounding torches illuminated the small room as bright as day. The three people lying on the ground occupied a large area, and it was a bit crowded for more than twenty soul masters to stand inside.

The thin man standing behind Chu Ming was still dripping with blood, but when he saw Li Zhong lying unconscious in the middle of the room, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

The purple and green handprints on his neck made him feel frightened just by looking at them.

How powerful is this? If he hadn't stayed behind, he probably wouldn't have passed out. It seems that although the boss has never been able to cross that hurdle in recent years, his strength has still improved somewhat.

"Boss, there are only two soul saints here, and the rest are just miscellaneous fish. It seems that the main force has been diverted away."

"Ok, I know."

Looking at the towering buildings in the city, the place that symbolized the entire Wuhun Palace, Chu Ming didn't say much.

The depressing atmosphere caused the more than two dozen soul masters present to stand in silence.

At the easternmost end of Wuhun City, I looked at the building silently, no one cared about the blood stains on my body, and the soul masters lying in piles outside the attic, almost covering the city wall. The east gate of Wuhun City, this tall city wall, was restored. There was peace, just like before Chu Ming and the others came.

It's just that no one present, including Chu Ming, knows whether there will be someone like them who will break the tranquility.

...........

In a large house to the north of Wuhun City, people were standing around the long conference table. Only a dozen or so people were sitting at the far north. However, compared with the people standing in the room full of people, they were still very out of place.

Sitting at the second seat, an old woman with silver hair spoke first.

"I'm telling you, second brother, Da Chong Feng and the others have been gone for several days. Why don't they even have any news? Is there anything going on?"

The man at the head was a tall and thin man. Although he also had silver hair, his short hair was carefully taken care of, giving him a very energetic look. He had a pair of blue eyes, framed by gold wire. Under the glasses, it looks even deeper.

The thin and slender hands kept tapping lightly on the long wooden table. Every tap would produce light blue ripples on the table. The slightly noisy surrounding environment seemed to be a source of concern to the man who headed it. does not constitute an impact.

But the old woman was obviously impatient. Seeing that the leading man didn't speak, she anxiously wanted to ask. However, as she was about to speak, she was interrupted by another man sitting next to her.

"Sister Rong, my second brother is already annoying enough. Please stop causing more trouble. Have you found everyone from Donald Province?"

The man had long light blue hair, exuding faint silver spots, and his snow-white skin was as clean and clear as the snow under the moonlight.