The boss who came from the end of the world, she is sick and needs to be cured

The man was suddenly in a dilemma, looking around anxiously, wanting to find someone to help, wanting to hide, but everyone around him dispersed, not wanting to be with him, let alone help him.

Someone said: "I think Mrs. He's suggestion is a good one. In order to kill innocent people, it is necessary to verify what the black smoke is. If you have doubts just now, don't hide and verify it bravely. There are so many of us Stay here and nothing will happen to you."

"Yes, yes. Don't be afraid. We will help you protect the law."

"I'll use the video talisman to record everything when the black smoke is attached to you. No one will question it anymore."

"Yes, don't be afraid! Don't be a coward! If you have the courage to question, don't be afraid to try!"

Everyone around him was gloating about the misfortune, not taking it too seriously to watch the excitement, and kept urging the man to try "smoking".

Anyway, if it doesn't happen to you, you can work hard to make it happen.

When the man saw this situation, his eyes turned red and he pointed around manically, "You guys, why don't you try it yourself? You just want to kill me, right? Fortunately, we are still fellow practitioners, and you actually..."

Zhao Jing didn't wait for him to finish, and glanced around, "Is there anyone who volunteers to try 'smoking'?"

Seeing everyone lowering their heads and taking a few steps back, Zhao Jing chuckled, "Since everyone is unwilling, is there anyone who still doubts the demonic identity of this 'smoke' and the identity of the evil cultivator who just turned into ashes?" ?”

The surrounding monks waved their hands repeatedly, "With all the witnesses and material evidence, there is nothing to be suspicious about. Madam He handled the matter properly. We are deeply ashamed that we were unable to capture the evil cultivator."

The man breathed a sigh of relief and hid behind the crowd, wiping the sweat from his forehead for fear of being targeted again.

Qin Ling'er and Zhang Wenhui stood behind the crowd, terrified.

If He Zheng hadn't gone out too suddenly, they would have been nervous and unprepared, acting abnormally and not getting to He Zheng's side. Otherwise, the ones that turn gray are probably them.

This Zhao Jing is so cruel!

I don’t know which sect’s female cultivator she is, but she just used some tricks on He Zheng and turned him into a handful of ashes now. What a misfortune!

This Zhao Jing is indeed a ruthless character! Don't mess with it!

The two looked at each other and quietly disappeared into the crowd.

Zhuo Jinhui's men collected the ashes, sorted out the testimonies, and looked around, "Everyone, the witnesses, physical evidence, testimonies, and words have all been collected and sorted out. The matter of this evil practice has been settled. Please hurry up. Spread out and go back to your homes.”

After everyone dispersed, Zhao Jing looked at He Zheng and said, "Brother Zheng, let's go boating on the river and catch fish."

"it is good."

Regarding the fact that everyone habitually focused on Zhao Jing and ignored him, He Zheng didn't feel aggrieved, nor did he feel there was anything wrong. On the contrary, I felt a little at ease.

Zhao Jing is like a big tree. It is much easier and safer for him to hide under the tree and enjoy the shade than to become a big tree himself.

Those who want him to stand up and become a big tree are all annoying, and they are all bad people who want to make his peaceful and beautiful life come to nothing. Gotta stay away!

On the boat, He Zheng prepares steamed sea bass, boiled mullet fillet, fish head and tofu soup, etc. all by himself.

Bai Qiong took Qian Youyou and smelled the smell and flew over from another boat, "Jingjing, we didn't disturb your husband and wife's world, right? What are you eating? It smells so good. Can you add two more pairs of chopsticks? We can't eat it." Plenty." He said and swallowed.

Zhao Jing was speechless. Really, their world was ruined again. "Brother Zheng, stop doing it. They want to eat it themselves."

It is okay for a man to be a cook for himself, but not for others. Even good sisters!

Sure enough, after a while, Meng Xiaoyi and Chu Lingfeng came.

Bai Qiong took the chopsticks and spoon to serve the soup.

He Zheng immediately separated them with isolation symbols and quickly put several dishes into the space ring, "Ajing, let's go back to the room to eat."

Bai Qiong rolled her eyes, "He Zheng, you are so petty! So what if you do more!"

Qian Youyou quickly grabbed Bai Qiong and said, "Empress, please stop saying a few words."

He Zheng didn't like them eating and drinking all the time, so it would be nice if he could give them a good look.

Zhao Jing smiled sheepishly, "Then I'll go back to my room. You can do whatever you want."

Meng Xiaoyi quickly pulled Bai Qiong over, "Qiong'er, come here, let's grill the fish."

Zhuo Jinhui didn't come, Qian Youyou was a little embarrassed. He looked at Chu Lingfeng, who was also alone, and turned to look away.

Zhou Yan glanced at the two secret guards following Chu Lingfeng, then turned around and went to catch fish.

Chu Lingfeng was a little unhappy. They originally wanted to eat at the same table, but Bai Qiong, a "self-made" person, stretched out her hand too quickly because she wanted to eat for free. This woman is disgusting.

In the evening, someone came to report, "General, today the Zhengdemen monks sent us the female nuns from the Red Mansion. We checked their total number and personnel situation in detail, and found that there is one missing person, named Zhang Jiani, who was the leader of the Red Mansion for 300 years. He was born to an unknown monk. His recent whereabouts are also quite strange, which can confirm the identity of the evil cultivator."

Zhuo Jinhui took the document and read it at a glance, "Well, it doesn't mean that one family does not enter the same house. Continue to investigate the interpersonal relationships between the Red Mansion and all of them, and be sure to catch all the evil cultivators."

"Yes!"

Zhuo Jinhui looked in the direction of the backyard, his eyes sparkling. Mrs. He usually didn't care about this matter, so why did she identify the evil cultivator so accurately?

Is it true that some people are born with so much luck that all good things can happen to her?

Or does the monk identification system have another operating mode? What they were told was that spiritual power was the driving force? !

"Come on, come to the venue!"

The Heroes Meeting for Mobilization and Deployment of the Heaven and Earth Completion Project was held as scheduled.

The wind is gentle and the sun is shining brightly. It is a good weather.

On Zhao Jing's left is Chu Lingfeng, on her right is He Zheng, and on He Zheng's right is Meng Xiaoyi.

There is a stand "microphone" in front of everyone, and eight amplifiers are arranged in various directions of the venue, which can transmit the sound from the rostrum clearly and completely to every corner of the venue.

Chu Lingfeng glanced at the sky and said, "Fellow Taoists, please take your seats quickly. We are starting the meeting."

There were whispers and discussions in the venue.

Some older monks dismissed and sneered at the rostrum and the images in the video talisman above it.

They are highly respected and hold a decisive position in the entire continent. Why should they let a young man with no hair on his mouth "point out" them?

Chu Lingfeng had already expected this situation, and ignored those who acted as monsters, and continued to walk at his own pace: "Fellow Taoists, I am Chu Lingfeng, the emperor of Linyuan Kingdom, and I am the first person in the world to be succumbed to Zhao Jing. Entrusted to host this hero conference."

The buzz in the venue became lower, some people closed their mouths and looked towards the podium.