My life of martial arts training

Wang E had a blank expression on his face, and his emotions did not fluctuate at all. He slowly recounted the current situation.

Whether it was for him or the other two families, as long as there was no problem in Qingzhou City, it was a small problem. They could get over it with a little bit of grit. It was nothing more than the death of a few more people.

At his level, human nature had become very indifferent. No matter how many people died, it was just a number. Apart from the core members of the family and huge interests, there was little else that could affect his emotions, not to mention some insignificant ants!

"Senior Wang, is time urgent for the treasure hunt against the aliens?" Zhang Tianyi asked in a low voice.

"The sooner we finish, the sooner we will take the initiative, and the aliens are changing rapidly. At that time, the choice of whether to fight or not is up to us." Wang E said calmly.

"But since we are ready to take action, we must go all out."

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The next day.

Lincheng.

The closure of the city gates made all the people realize that something big had happened. Some people who were interested in the matter deliberately spread rumors, but before the riot happened, it was suppressed by major forces with thundering means.

"Uncle Wang, do we have enough manpower?" Shen Yuan asked, looking down at Lincheng below.

He had already seen the horror of the resentful ghosts. If the resentful ghost shrines formed by each village were so powerful, it would be a bit overconfident to want to eliminate the resentful ghosts with such a small number of manpower.

"Lincheng cannot afford to lose anything. The higher-ups should transfer manpower here." Wang Zhong pondered for a moment and said.

"It's nothing more than robbing Peter to pay Paul." Yao Nianxin sighed.

Apart from those who were in seclusion and injured, there were only so many manpower. Where else could they transfer them? It was nothing more than giving up other places and focusing on rescuing Lincheng.

Shen Yuan's heart trembled. It was only the second stage now, and he felt that he was losing his composure. I really don't know if Qingzhou City will still exist in the future.

He was still a little slow in improving his strength.

As his thoughts drifted, the flying beast had already landed on a square.

"Shen Yuan, you should go and rest first. It will take some time to arrange the troops." Wang Zhong patted Shen Yuan on the shoulder and said.

"Okay." Shen Yuan nodded.

He did need some time, but not for rest, but to absorb antiques.

He had arranged some people to go to the three major cities before. Now half a month has passed, and there must be some gains.

He called a guard.

"Sir, do you have any instructions?" The guard said respectfully.

"Go to No. 156, Chuanshifang to find two people and say I asked them to come."

"Yes." The guard replied.

"Remember, the code is Tianwang Gaidihu, Pagoda Zhenhe Monster." Shen Yuan said.

"Your subordinates... remember it." The guard's eyes were a little confused, but he didn't dare to refuse.

Lincheng is now undercurrent, and there must be thieves of the Red Blood Sect hiding in the dark. If he goes out now, won't he be asking for trouble?

Moreover, in order to prevent the Red Blood Cult from disguising itself as one of his own, like last time, he also specially took two secret codes, which can be said to be extremely cautious.

A quarter of an hour later.

"I am Lao Tang and Lao Zhi, and I am here to see you, sir." Two women with similar faces, slim figures, and navy blue long skirts saluted respectfully.

Shen Yuan looked at the two people and asked, "The upper one just needs to speak."

"The lower one needs to run his legs off." The two said in unison.

"How is the collection of antiques? Are there any accidents?" Shen Yuan nodded and asked.

"Sir, after selection, a total of 1,372 pieces were collected. During this period, many people wanted to see you, but they were all rejected by your subordinates." Lao Tang explained.

Shen Yuan showed a satisfied look on his face and asked, "Have you written down all those who want to see me?"

"I have written it down." Lao Tang nodded.

"I will give the list to the intelligence department later and let them check it out."

Try your best, just in case you really find some clues.

"Yes."

"Pack all the antiques neatly and send them to the square outside the City Lord's Mansion." Shen Yuan ordered.

"This code is really appropriate." The two complained in their hearts, but they did not dare to show any dissatisfaction on the surface.

They did what the leader said, which was the duty of subordinates.

Two quarters of an hour later.

Under Shen Yuan's operation, a convoy drove into the square unimpeded.

"Shen Yuan, you are really elegant. Even at this time, you still don't forget to take a look at the antiques." A graceful woman walked to Shen Yuan and joked.

"The Red Blood Sect is not going to be suppressed?" Shen Yuan glanced at her and asked.

"I came here for the Red Blood Sect. With such a big thing, these beasts will definitely make trouble behind the scenes." Yu Xinmiao said in a deep voice.

"Well? Have you realized the state of 'momentum'?"

She stood side by side with Shen Yuan, sensing a unique breath, and asked.

"Not even close." Shen Yuan nodded. After taking the Bingluan Spirit Blood yesterday, he felt a hint of an inexplicable aura, but it was not the force of a knife or a fist, but the force of a 'vibration'!

The vibration of some objects became clearer in his eyes. As long as he wanted, all objects within a radius of 20 miles could be sensed by him. Even if the person stood on the ground motionless, as long as the blood was still flowing, he could not escape his perception. At some times, it was more useful than spiritual perception.

Of course, there were also flaws. He could not see clearly what the other party was doing, and too many people would also affect his perception.

Speaking of which, he rarely used swordsmanship. The Red Flame Thunder Blade was a little abandoned, and the Yin-Yang Soul-Slaying Blade gave him the illusion of a pearl covered in dust.

Overclocking vibration can fully meet the sharpness of the knife skills, and the power is stronger than the knife skills.

As a result, the current Yin-Yang Soul-Slaying Knife is more like a ritual knife hanging on the waist to prevent some mental attacks.

Yu Xinmiao was not surprised. For her, Shen Yuan did not grasp the momentum before, but just lacked an opportunity. Once he got it, with his amazing talent, it would be a natural thing.

"Have you been targeted by the Red Blood Sect recently?" She asked curiously.

"No." Shen Yuan frowned slightly, looked at her, and said, "Do you really want me to be targeted by the Red Blood Sect?"

"Hehe, how could it be." Yu Xinmiao smiled foolishly. It was really because of the last fishing that she got a lot of money, which made her want to do it again.

"Let me discuss something with you."

"No talk." Shen Yuan put his hand on the truck and felt it carefully.

"Don't be so heartless." Yu Xinmiao followed him, his eyes kept turning, as if he was brewing some bad ideas.

"I don't want others to go around with my face on my shoulders." Shen Yuan said expressionlessly, and strands of the source of chaos were absorbed into his body like a stream.

The quality of this batch of antiques is pretty good.

"I'm just sharing some of the pressure for you." Yu Xinmiao explained quickly.

"How about you deal with the resentful ghosts for me, maybe it will be more convincing?" Shen Yuan said with a smile on his face.