On October 12, 6642, the second hour of the Mao period, Xinling District.

The street that was still empty last night was crowded with dark shadows at this moment.

Chen Qiye, who was mixed in the crowd, closely observed the remnants of the Blood Temple around him.

A rough figure shows that there are more than 200 people in the dark Blood Temple. If you investigate carefully, you can get the number of 226.

Chen Qiye was a little shocked. This number means that all the left-behind personnel in the Blood Temple strongholds in the city have appeared.

It even includes some of the existence of him who did not inform him but received the message!

If you only count the people who were notified... at most one hundred and fifty-three!

All the seventy-three additional remnants of the Blood Temple came spontaneously?

Do they really think that they are fighting to the death with the Zhatian Sect at this time?

Chen Qiye swallowed his saliva, mixed in the crowd, found the right opportunity, and escaped into the dark alley.

He climbed to the roof in a few seconds, lay on the eaves and looked at the street below.

The 226 remnants of the Blood Temple were all silent. Their expressions could not show any sorrow and joy, but only perseverance and calmness.

They seem to know what they are going to face.

Chen Qiye frowned, and he suddenly felt a little tricky, and he had the illusion that something was beyond his control.

No, maybe this is not an illusion.

Chen Qiye saw that their steps were very firm and walked towards Xinling Square silently and vigorously.

If they had the mentality of fighting the Zhatian Sect to the death, it would not have been possible in this state. Their group of people gave Chen Qiye the feeling that they were going to die.

Not only was they not armed, but they also held their heads up and their chests were raised. In a trance, Chen Qiye saw that they were still full of pride.

this……

Chen Qiye couldn't help but grin, feeling quite confused.

After thinking for a long time, I couldn't figure out why they showed such an expression. Chen Qiye decided to go find Jia first.

Since they are all here, don't blame yourself.

As soon as Chen Qiye took two steps, he suddenly felt a thrill of fear, as if he was staring at an extremely terrifying strong man, and his movements instantly frozen.

"You really make it easy for me to find out. If I hadn't seen you, I wouldn't have found where you are."

Chen Qiye's pupils shrank sharply, he was the mysterious man who wanted to give him thirty-six abandoned children!

He saw himself?!

Chen Qiye rolled his eyes hard and looked around, but the result was obvious: he could not see the mysterious man.

"You guys are so cruel. I have few people. You can just take it all out. If I hadn't helped you with the help, you wouldn't be able to see it alone now."

Chen Qiye was shocked and suspicious. He narrowed his eyes slightly. In other words, the situation in front of him was deliberately created by this mysterious man for him?

"I had already prepared a abandoned child for you. You just need to show your existence, but you actually did this."

The mysterious man sighed, "Forget it, it's just a stronghold that has been in operation for decades. If it's gone, it's gone."

"Go back quickly. If someone finds out that you have contact with me, everything we have done will be in vain."

"It's only nine years, come on."

The mysterious man's voice disappeared, and the pressure Chen Qiye encountered suddenly dissipated.

Only nine years? Everything they did?

What is this guy's idea?

If you have something worthy of attention from others, the first thing Chen Qiye thinks of is his existence.

No, it should be said that he is the "destined son". Although he often used this identity to fool people in the past, when he really encountered something, he would not think that he was the destined son at all.

Did this guy recognize the wrong person?

Chen Qiye stood there thinking for a breath and set off for Xinling Square.

At the speed of these remnants of the Blood Temple, it will take half a quarter of an hour to reach Xinling Square.

This time is enough for yourself to prepare.

Chen Qiye thought, and without hesitation, he blessed his spiritual power on his legs and ran towards Xinling Square.

Because of using spiritual power, Chen Qiye's current aura has exceeded the limit of the covering of the jade talisman.

His breath was constantly leaking, because the Sanyuan gentleman could not reach the state of leakage, so the breath was inevitable.

However, Chen Qiye was very fast, and he leaked very little aura, so he did not alarm the remnants of the Blood Temple below.

When Chen Qiye came to the roof of a building near Xinling Square, the remnants of the Blood Temple were still two streets away.

There were fifty dead soldiers belonging to the Zhatian Sect in Xinling Square. They looked solemn and had a firm look, and they stood there motionless.

When Shen Qiye raised his eyebrows and looked at the fifty dead soldiers, Jia appeared behind him.

"This is prepared for you by Lord Oles." Jia said softly.

Chen Qiye narrowed his eyes, "As for doing this?"

These are fifty lives, not fifty knives.

"What's the point of not being that even if you don't use them, they will die in two hundred days."

"It's better to die more valuable." A smiled, "After all, this is for your qualifications."

"This time you have also brought so many remnants of the Blood Temple. I guess the qualifications should be enough."

"You may be the young palace master after you go back this time." Jia sighed.

Chen Qiye frowned, then sighed regretfully, "Why are you so anxious? If I were asked to earn my qualifications by myself, it would be enough at most two years."

"As for such a hurry..."

Jia shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands helplessly and said, "I don't know, it's all about Lord Oles."

While speaking, the remnants of the Blood Temple were approaching Xinling Square.

Chen Qiye stood on the roof and burst into laughter with a slight mocking feeling.

I saw the remnants of the Blood Temple coming to Xinling Square, looking around, then looking up at Chen Qiye on the roof.

At this time, Jia had quietly disappeared, and only Chen Qiye was present on the roof.

"Just because of you, those who are bad guys, want to challenge the majesty of my Heavenly Sect?"

Chen Qiye squinted his eyes and snorted coldly.
Chapter completed!