The train ended in a city on the Tibetan plateau, surrounded by open space. Looking north, one could see the continuous Kunlun Mountains looming in a sea of clouds, and the thin air made many people slightly uncomfortable when they got off the train, but it had little effect on Qin Hai and his disciples, as the Dragon Seeker Daoist Skill could completely solve the plateau reaction.
“It’s so empty.” Xiao Hai looked around and couldn’t help but say.
Qin Hai said, “Go say goodbye to your little lover, it’s time to go.”
Xiao Hai rolled his eyes, but then looked at the little child looking at him steadily not far away, so he had to trot over to her. The little child’s mother was open-minded and covered her mouth with a snicker, giving the two children plenty of space to whisper.
At this time, Dong Ruonan also informed the elite police officers waiting at the station, and when they saw Ghost Hand’s body being carried out, several of them could not help but praise Dong Ruonan, after all, Ghost Hand was a notorious killer in the Chinese underworld, and it was not easy to kill him in such a complicated environment in the carriage.
Dong Ruonan had a guilty look on his face and said, “I didn’t kill the man.”
The group of police officers looked at each other in disbelief.
And Dong Ruonan dragged a detective aside and said, “Brother Xiao Zhang, you follow the two men, one large and one small, remember not to expose yourself and report to me on any situation!”
“Good!”
Little Brother Zhang instantly patted his chest and a*sured him that there was no problem.
The two of them went their separate ways, with Xiao Hai honestly following Qin Hai’s buttocks, and seeing this, Xiao Zhang was busy following him.
“Want to shake it off?” Xiao Hai asked.
Qin Hai said, “It’s not a problem.”
Xiao Hai nodded and added, “Master, do you think the chances of two people meeting each other in the vast sea of people will be great?”
“There are so many people in this world, how can the chances be that great.” Qin Hai said.
Xiao Hai sullenly said, “Then wouldn’t I be out of love?”
Qin Hai Hai knocked him on the chestnut and said, “It’s not like she’s your girlfriend.”
Xiao Hai bristled.
Qin Hai looked at this and said again, “It’s fate that we come together for a thousand miles.”
“All right.” Xiao Hai said.
The two of them took a taxi halfway to one of the best hotels in the city, and after booking a suite, Xiao Hai took two bites of his meal and fell asleep on his bed, exhausted from the three days on the train, plus the intense battle with Ghost Hand a few hours ago, he was now asleep when he touched the bed.
Qin Hai, on the other hand, was sitting at the balcony, looking at the Kunlun Mountains in the distance, with a bitter murderous look in his eyes.
This murderous intent was like substance, pa*sing through the sea of clouds and reaching the top of the Kunlun clouds. The white-haired old Taoist sitting cross-legged in the main hall suddenly winced and opened his eyes with a jolt.
“It’s coming!”
The calm, indifferent face took on an additional point of trepidation.
“Master.”
Under the main seat, a young man said respectfully, “What has happened?”
He was curious.
As the Lord of Kunlun, Dongyang’s face had always been calm and indifferent, and rarely showed this kind of behaviour.
The old man, Dongyang, sighed and said, “Zhang Jian, is there any news of your senior brother?”
A glimmer of gloom flashed across Zhang Jing’s face as he said, “Senior brother Zhang Ren has never appeared, the entrance to the Nine Lives clan has been closed, and all the people we have sent have returned without success.”
“Where is your senior sister?” Dong Yang asked again.
Zhang Jian said, “Sister Tong Bai Ye is also nowhere to be found, I’m afraid she has fallen victim to Qin Hai’s poisonous hands.”
“Can’t escape after all.” Dong Yang shook his head.
At that moment, several Kunlun seniors hurriedly barged into the hall, led by Han Zendao with a broken arm, who was still looking well, but with a worry that could not be concealed, saying, “Senior brother, Qin Hai is here!”
Within the great hall, suspicion continued.
Qin Dahai!
An absolutely taboo name for Kunlun.
One of Kunlun’s most prestigious golden girls was lost to him and betrayed Kunlun, and one died because of him.
This time, I am afraid I will see blood!
“What’s the panic.”
Dongyang gulped.
Only then did the crowd quiet down, and Han Zendao spoke again, “We must respond early, otherwise the consequences will be unthinkable!”
How to deal with it?
Dong Yang was also quite bitter inside.
As a demonic disciple of the Dragon Seeker lineage, who carried the Seven Killings Fierce God destiny and killed countless people, how many people in Kunlun could fight him after the loss of the Golden Girl? With three gods alone? And those demigods who were like ants in front of him?
“The foundation of Kunlun must not be destroyed by my hands.”
Dong Yang pondered for a moment and said, “Zhang Jian.”
“Disciple is here.” Zhang Jing was busy stepping forward and answered.
Dongyang said, “Immediately lead the third and fourth generation disciples to the Kunlun Yaochi, and do not set foot outside without my order.”
Most of the third and fourth generation disciples were the younger generation of Kunlun and the mainstay of Kunlun, as long as these people were preserved, there would be hope for Kunlun to rise again, Zhang Jing’s face turned red and he said, “Disciple is willing to live and die with Kunlun!”
“Don’t disobey my orders!” Dong Yang bellowed.
A huge pressure pressed down.
Zhang Jing could not say half a word, so he could only kneel down and kowtow three times respectfully.
And at that moment.
Another person barged in, this one with a jade-like face, dressed in grey robes, his face tinged with a faint smile as he said, “Senior brother, things have come to this, do you still want to ride on the Kunlun lineage?”
Dong Yang’s face sank as he said, “Mu Rong, shouldn’t you be in the forbidden place reflecting?”
“Hahaha.”
Mu Rong laughed and said, “Senior brother, at this point in time, you still want to put up your stance as the Lord of Kunlun? How can the so-called forbidden land trap me?”
“I wonder what senior brother Mu Rong has in mind?” Han Zendao opened his mouth and asked.
Mu Rong glanced at him and said, “Raise the banner of our human race and fight to the death against the gods!”
The whole audience was shocked.
Several of his brothers and teachers had cold faces and were staring at Mu Rong, wishing they could seal his mouth. We, as monks, should naturally respect God and worship Buddha!”
“Respect God and worship Buddha?”
Mu Rong snorted and said, “Just a bunch of false gods!”
“How dare you!”
“How dare you!”
Several people were furious.
Mu Rong’s face was grim.
The control of Kunlun by this clan of gods still gave him a headache. If these people were not removed, the so-called Kunlun, which was high in the eyes of outsiders, would be just like a dog.
“Mu Rong! Forty-five years ago you collaborated with Qin Huayang to judge the gods, if it wasn’t for senior brother Dongyang who begged for your life, you would have been reduced to dust. A senior brother stepped forward and scolded in a righteous manner.
