The color on Sun Xiaomei's face instantly faded: "Impossible! My brother would never do that to me!"
Lin Jingyuan said calmly: "I know you can't accept this fact for a while. But I have to say that Sun Yifan deliberately let you die."
Sun Xiaomei screamed, "What evidence do you have? If you dare to frame my brother, I will never let you off!"
Lin Jingyuan still said calmly: "The heir of the Nianhua Sect can only have seven legitimate women in his life. You should know this, right?"
Sun Xiaomei said coldly, "So what if I know? Ji Liping is also my brother's woman, but she has never been to the Sun family. My brother has many women like her. So what? As long as the seven of us don't leave or die, my brother won't marry another woman."
"What if Sun Yifan has a woman he must marry?" Lin Jingyuan's question made Sun Xiaomei's face pale.
Lin Jingyuan said, "Sun Yifan has formally proposed to the Lin family to marry me. Once the Sun and Lin families join forces, the interests involved, I think you should also be clear. The top leaders of the Sun and Lin families have reached an agreement. What I can do is to let Sun Yifan formally marry me, otherwise, I will never agree."
Sun Xiaomei took a few steps back with a pale face: "Brother let me in to kill me?"
Lin Jingyuan said coldly: "Otherwise, why would I let you seize power so easily? Do you think I don't know that those men I brought with me have been bribed by you? Do you think I can't continue to control these people?"
Lin Jingyuan said: "If I dare to bring them in, I can control their life and death."
As soon as Lin Jingyuan finished speaking, he suddenly looked coldly towards a corner of the second floor, snapped his fingers lightly, and soon there was a sound of a body falling to the ground.
I looked down through the crack in the floor and saw a body lying there. Judging from the posture of the body, the person must have been hiding in the corner and eavesdropping.
Lin Jingyuan said in a deep voice: "You should have seen the man below, right? Is he Sun Yifan's confidant?"
Sun Xiaomei seemed to have been drained of all her strength and sat down on the ground: "How could my brother do this to me? How could he do this to me..."
Lin Jingyuan walked over and said, "So, you can't die! This is why I made an exchange with Wu Zhao."
While Sun Xiaomei was still crying, Xie Jingwen gritted his teeth and said, "Since Sun Yifan is unkind, don't blame us for being unjust! Let all the people we brought stay!"
"Of course these people have to stay." Lin Jingyuan looked at me and said, "Now, what I want to ask is what Mr. Wu thinks."
I was silent for a moment before I said, "I can swear not to let the video leak out, but the premise is that Sun Xiaomei and Jie Jingwen will not bother me anymore. Otherwise, I don't mind letting you marry Sun Yifan."
Later, Ye Jin also asked me why I agreed to Lin Jingyuan's conditions so readily.
I told him: Negotiation is actually about mutual concessions. Negotiation is only possible when there is mutual fear. If you don’t have absolute strength, you will never have the upper hand. But who would choose to negotiate when you have absolute strength
I need Lin Jingyuan's strength, and Lin Jingyuan needs my calculations. Instead of insisting on fighting for greater benefits, it is better to leave the ghost realm as soon as both parties can accept it.
Lin Jingyuan smiled and said, "Since we have reached a consensus, let's all swear an oath!"
After the four of us swore separately, Lin Jingyuan said again: "From now on, we should cooperate sincerely..."
Before Lin Jingyuan finished speaking, a flame suddenly burst out from my pocket. The flame, nearly a foot high, rushed out of my pocket and almost burned my armpit. I quickly slapped the flames on my body, but my face suddenly changed: the blood letter was burned!
The first person I looked at was Lin Jingyuan, but I immediately denied my guess. Lin Jingyuan was very close to me. Even if her skills were very high, it was impossible for her to burn my pocket from the inside out without me noticing. That could only mean that someone had broken my blood letter.
I wrote "rebellion against superiors". Lin Jingyuan has already controlled the situation here, and Duan Yunfei should have suppressed the rebellion of his subordinates. If no one is rebellious, will the blood letter spontaneously combust
Before I could react, I heard the sound of shackles nearby. It sounded like someone was dragging an iron chain around the warehouse.
I felt as if someone's eyes were looking at me from the gap in the warehouse. No matter how I moved, the other person's gaze was always fixed on me as if a thorn in my back.
Xiao Baitang also trembled and said, "Brother Wu Zhao, it seems like someone is looking at me. That person is in the corner..."
There was nothing in the corner except a pile of sacks, but I also felt like someone was squatting behind the sacks and looking at me.
Lin Jingyuan said softly, "Tell your people to surround the second floor immediately. Even if you lose half of your men, you must keep an eye on Wu Zhao for me."
Sun Xiaomei said sternly: "Everyone be on alert, protect Wu Zhao!"
I immediately sat cross-legged, shook my hands and took off three ghost eye coins, and threw them into the air at the same time. When the three ghost coins passed by my eyes one after another, the first person I saw was the hunchback who led us into the city...
Before I could figure out what was going on, the second ghost coin was moved in front of me, and the person inside had turned into the "God of Death" who had given me the red pen.
When the third ghost coin appeared in front of me, all I saw were extremely messy threads like hair. At first glance, it looked like a bunch of hair that was rolled together. Apart from being able to see the separate threads, I couldn't find the source or where they were going. I couldn't even figure out where they intersected, where they separated, and how they were tangled together in the end.
Before I could see clearly what was going on with the silk thread, the third ghost coin fell to the ground with a "pop".
Hearing the voice, Lin Jingyuan turned around and asked, "Have you figured out anything?"
I told the truth: "No!"
Xie Jingwen immediately turned hostile and said, "Wu Zhao, it's already this late and you're still hiding something? Just tell us what you figured out!"
"I didn't..."
I just said two words when Xie Jingwen roared, "The one outside is a Soul Chaser. Even the Demon Slayer Hall suffered heavy casualties at his hands!"
Xie Jingwen seemed to be afraid that I didn't understand, so he said anxiously: "With your ability, you can't even touch the door of the Demon Slaying Hall. If you can't figure it out, we're all done!"
Lin Jingyuan quietly touched Sun Xiaomei at this time, and the latter immediately ordered: "Everyone come over and surround Wu Zhao in the middle. Even if we have to fight to the last man, we must let Wu Zhao figure it out."
After the warlocks of the Mirror Division quickly gathered around me, a loud noise suddenly came from the edge of the warehouse, and the wall made of wooden boards was blown open from the outside to the inside by the huge force. When the wooden boards were blown away by the external force and whistled towards the crowd, several warlocks standing in front simultaneously swung their weapons to intercept the wooden boards.
I watched as the sharp swords in the hands of those men flew into the air. The inner energy burst out from the swords and traveled several feet, turning the flying wooden boards in the air into fine wood chips. The unabated energy pushed the yellow fragments towards the hole in the wall.
My first reaction was what are they blocking
However, as the violent and thunderous true energy surged, a huge iron hook tied with a chain came out of the hole at a high speed, and in just a moment, it collided with the overwhelming force.
The true energy that was roaring just a moment ago suddenly surged to both sides like a split sea wave. The air within a few meters was suddenly boiling due to the dancing true energy in the air. Everywhere you could see the air currents twisting and swirling like ripples, and everywhere there were deafening explosions of energy...
The iron hook penetrated the violent Qi and went around the body of a sorcerer before suddenly pulling back. The spinning iron hook pierced through the opponent's thigh and dragged him to the ground.
"Help!" As the warlock screamed, several masters around him jumped up at the same time, wielding their weapons to hack at the chain behind the hook. Dazzling sparks flew up amid the sound of clashing swords, and the hook dragged the screaming warlock back two meters.
"Break his legs!" Sun Xiaomei gave the order, and the sorcerer who was still desperately chopping the iron hook was stunned.
The man's injured part was close to the base of his thigh. If his leg was forcibly severed, there would be no way to stop the bleeding in this situation and he would definitely die.
Seeing that the besieged sorcerer was unwilling to fight, Sun Xiaomei grabbed a long sword, jumped near the man, raised her hand and cut off one of the man's legs with a sword. The man fainted from the pain, and the blood-stained iron hook also dragged a leg out of the house.
Sun Xiaomei waved her hand and pressed the acupuncture points of the warlock with the broken leg: "Give him some medicine to keep him alive. Don't let him die."
After Xie Jingwen rushed over and stuffed the medicine into the man's mouth, he deliberately moved the man away.
The iron hook just now failed to pull the man away, and it should appear again. Sun Xiaomei knew that if she cut off the man's leg, he would slowly die, but she still threw him into a pool of blood without hesitation. The only explanation is that she was ready to let the man die!
Sun Xiaomei held up the bloodstained sword and said to me, "Wu Zhao, in order to protect you, I have thrown away a master in vain. For his sacrifice, you should have been faster."
As I silently picked up the ghost eye money, the whistling sound of the iron hook breaking the wind came from outside again. This time, without the obstruction of the true qi, I could see the scene outside clearly.
The sky, which had originally been full of light, was once again shrouded in darkness as if from hell. The iron hook was like a ghost weapon that flew from the underworld, chasing souls. It was unstoppable and unavoidable, and people could only obey the arrangement from hell.
But when I saw the scene behind the hook, I couldn't help but shudder! (To be continued)