But once this lord becomes successful, I'm afraid he won't be able to tolerate the heroes who once helped him conquer the world. By then, Long Fan may be waiting for him...
His heart became heavy—
After scanning the crowd, most of them were cultivated by him. She has a deeper affection for him than Mo Zhao and is more obedient to him.
Now that Mo Zhao has played such a trick, these people don't say anything in their mouths, but they are extremely sad and angry in their hearts...
"Elder Long—" One person looked at him with red eyes: "They are not rebellious—"
Long Fan waved his hand: "This is the price for their contempt for the Lord, and they deserve it. Okay, this matter is over, let's leave! No need to say anything more." He turned around and left.
There are cameras everywhere in this place, and Mo Zhao might be watching from some monitoring room...
On the surface, he remained calm, but in his heart he began to regret installing so many cameras.
With these 'eyes' watching, who dares to explode? I didn’t even dare to complain. These cameras were originally designed to prevent foreign invasion and to detect and respond promptly. Now it has become a shackle for everyone's freedom of speech...
Everyone dispersed filled with grief and anger.
Then from this day on, several cameras in the underground palace began to malfunction. These cameras were made of fragile objects, and it was very easy to destroy them...
Storms are brewing, but the surface is still calm.
…
Long Fan was preparing the medicinal solution, and almost made mistakes several times because of his uneasiness.
He simply stopped, thought for a moment and went to the monitoring room in the inner room to check on Di Fuyi's condition.
Di Fuyi was still sleeping, there was nothing unusual there.
"Long Fan, what are you looking at?" Mo Zhao's voice came from behind, startling Long Fan.
He turned around and saluted, and Mo Zhao waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to be polite. He glanced at the screens and sighed: "Long Fan, I think it's not good for your research to have something like this here. It's very harmful to your research." It’s easy to get distracted…”
Long Fan's heart sank slightly: "What does the Lord mean?"
"Two places in the monitoring room are enough, one at my place and another outside. Elder Long should concentrate on studying medicine. This place can be removed."
Long Fan: "..."
When the superior has doubted your loyalty, you cannot disobey him at this time.
Therefore, although Long Fan was dissatisfied, in order to relieve Mo Zhao's suspicion, he still reluctantly removed the monitoring equipment in this place with his own hands...
Mo Zhao patted his shoulder with satisfaction, said a few words of praise and went out.
Sitting in the mess in this room, Long Fan suddenly felt that his loyalty seemed to be a joke...
Is there any way he can turn back
It turns out that the Lord's trust in him cannot withstand a few provocations from outsiders...
…
Di Fuyi fell into deep sleep again after Mo Zhao and the others left. In fact, he left his soul and went to Gu Xijiu's house.
Long Fan, a demigod, has already cultivated to the point where his soul can condense into a semi-entity, let alone Di Fuyi, a true god
His soul can naturally leave the body, and even when he leaves the body, he can leave a soul in the body, so that it looks like he is breathing and heartbeating, as if he is asleep.
The soul-killing lock is an ancient monster. Once it is locked, not even gods can break free, and even the soul will be imprisoned in the body and suffer punishment.
When Di Fuyi was locked here, he had to adapt to it for a few days. After he understood the situation, he started to work away from his soul...
(End of chapter)