"The perpetrators regard our people from the Heavenly Sect as people from the Blood Temple?"

Oles realized quite quickly the reason for the problem. The perpetrator's behavior was too obvious. He only smashed it in places where there was news about the Blood Temple. Isn't this clearly trouble for the Blood Temple?

As for why he smashed people into meat sauce on the street, it was probably because he identified all the residents as the remnants of the Blood Temple, or he was the accomplices who covered up the remnants of the Blood Temple.

Oles sighed, why did this suddenly have such a big problem?

It's only been a day or two, right?

Thinking of this, Oles felt depressed and speechless, but the matter now had to be dealt with, so he could only pinch his nose and admit it.

"If you analyze the behavior of the perpetrator, he may have a deep hatred for the Blood Temple. Since the traces of the remnants of the Blood Temple were found in those areas, it would be impossible to give up."

"In this way, even if I come forward to explain and clarify, it will be meaningless. That kind of madman probably won't believe my words..."

"Hiss...is in trouble."

"Why hand over a few remnants of the Blood Temple to make him feel satisfied?"

"Or continue to let Leica and the others pretend to be the secret actions of the remnants of the Blood Temple?"

Oles fell into deep thought. Both choices have risks, and the risks are greater than the other, and they cannot make a decision in a short period of time.

After hesitating for a while, Oles still couldn't make up his mind. He sighed slightly and decided to find someone to discuss it.

Then, Oles picked up a black talisman of Wanli and communicated with Uncle Yan opposite the talisman.

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In a small teahouse in the second district of Tianshi, Shen Qiye was chatting with Zhao Sheng in a random manner.

Because they suddenly knew about Zhao Qian's life experience, neither of them was in the mood to continue chatting.

Zhao Sheng felt sorry for Zhao Qian's past. When she was young, she was thinking about what she should do to relieve the pain in Zhao Qian's heart a little.

Perhaps he could experience the feeling of fatherly love and motherly love? Zhao Sheng subconsciously thought, if he wanted to make up for it, he would naturally think of it again.

But it was too strange to do this, and Zhao Qian probably couldn't accept that he was so old and there was still someone pretending to be his parents. I'm afraid that in his opinion, this was not a make-up, but a humiliation.

Besides, for those who witnessed the death of their parents, they may not accept fatherly and motherly love in their lives?

Thinking of this, Zhao Sheng couldn't help but sigh, and his smart little head felt powerless.

Shen Qiye glanced at Zhao Sheng. From her expression, she could see that she was feeling sorry for Zhao Qian and even thought about doing something for him.

However, Shen Qiye had no idea about this. After all, Zhao Qian was related to his life safety.

You know, he now has the task of pretending to be the remnants of the Blood Temple!

If he was discovered by Zhao Qian while on a mission, even if he had a hundred mouths, he could not explain clearly. Not only would he not explain clearly, but he might also be killed by Zhao Qian on the spot.

However, considering the importance that Oles attaches to him, he should not let himself perform such a task in such a dangerous situation, right?

But it is absolutely true to consider this.

"By the way, are you an orphan?" Zhao Sheng suddenly asked Shen Qiye with a sudden idea.

"Ah?" Chen Qiye looked at Zhao Sheng in surprise. Is this little girl careless?

But she was obviously very smart before?

"Sorry, sorry, I want to ask about your situation, what if your experience can be used on Zhao Qian!"

Zhao Sheng said apologetically, "So are you an orphan?"

Chen Qiye shook his head with a black thread and said, "Sorry for my happy family, there is no orphan!"

"If you want to apply my experience to Zhao Qian, it will be impossible!"

"It's been seventy-two years since that thing happened. Even if you want to do anything for him, it's useless!"

Chen Qiye said righteously: "Because the wound in his heart has scabbed! If you want to help him, it is equivalent to uncovering the scars in his heart!"

"Don't you respect him very much? Can you do such things?"

Chen Qiye's words made Zhao Sheng stunned. She didn't expect these situations just now!

Just now, she just wanted to do something for Zhao Qian, but she didn't expect Zhao Qian's own situation!

Chen Qiye's words reminded her, which made her suddenly wake up, how stupid her previous thoughts were!

"But..." But even so, Zhao Sheng was unwilling to give up. She bit her lip and asked in a tangled manner: "Is there really no way?"

Chen Qiye shook his head with relief, "There's nothing more."

"Seventy-two years have passed, what else do you expect to do for him?"

"It's too late, too late! There's no possibility!"

"But you can help him get revenge." Chen Qiye suddenly changed his words and said with a chuckling.

"If you hand over the information of the Blood Temple to him, especially about his enemies at the time, then it will definitely be the greatest help to him." Chen Qiye said earnestly.

Zhao Sheng blinked, then looked at Chen Qiye with a vigilant look: "I know what you are trying to do!"

“I won’t go back until I’ve had enough fun!”

"Although I really want to help Zhao Qian, I will not sacrifice myself!"

"Hmph!" Zhao Sheng raised his head, looking arrogant as if he had seen through Chen Qiye's thoughts.

Chen Qiye shook his head with amazement and cry, "Where do you want to go? I'm giving you some advice. This is the only way to help him."

Looking at Chen Qiye's serious expression, Zhao Sheng couldn't help but think carefully.
Chapter completed!