Unfortunately, this extremely low-probability thing has never happened.

There were a few dog barks outside the window, mixed in with the sounds of people and cars and horses. It was easy for people to ignore it, but the boss was a little sure of it. This was a signal from the third boss, and he had already notified the surrounding area.

The alliance mercenary team has arrived nearby and is on standby at any time.

At this moment, the boss saw a gesture that shocked him. Feng Qinglang actually pointed at him and then made a hooking gesture.

Fortunately, the waiter standing behind him immediately ran towards the wealthy Feng Qinglang, and the boss was able to pull back his frightened soul.

But the devil didn't seem to understand his mood at all. He didn't know what he said to the waiter, but still pointed in the direction where he was. The waiter immediately ran back quickly and respectfully said to Lao Dadao: "This gentleman

, that gentleman over there, claims to be a rebel, and is your old friend, he would like to invite you to come and sit down."

The boss felt dizzy in his head. People had discovered him a long time ago, and now they want me to come over and sit there. I'm not a beautiful woman, so how can I not go?

I saw the waiter writing something on his bill. The waiter sensed his gaze and explained with a smile: "Mr. Rebel said that he paid your bill on his behalf."

What a surprise! The boss turned his head and saw the devil nodding and smiling at him, with a hint of amusement, really like an old friend reunited after a long separation.

The boss had no choice but to grit his teeth, his feet seemed to be tied with lead balls, and he walked toward the opponent with unusually heavy steps.

Being able to face this handsome face so close, this face that countless bounty hunters dream of, the boss felt that all his strength had been drained away. The other party even helped him pour wine. After the glasses touched each other lightly, Feng

Qinglang smiled and said: "Have you finished gathering your people? I've been waiting for a long time!"

The boss almost spit out the wine in his mouth. Fortunately, he held back in time and swallowed the wine again. However, his face immediately became red from choking and he kept coughing.

Feng Qinglang patted his back very considerately and said with a wry smile: "I didn't say anything wrong, did I?"

The boss suddenly felt countless cold currents surge up from his vest, go straight to his forehead, and quickly spread throughout his body.

Another dog bark came, which was a signal from Lao Er, which meant that their mercenary organization had been notified and that he himself had arrived nearby and was on standby.

Feng Qinglang asked: "Is this a signal for you?"

The boss recalled that when he was a child in the orphanage, he was called up from his seat by the tutor to answer questions. When he encountered a question that he couldn't answer, he would blush like now, with his head lowered, waiting for the tutor's reprimand.

However, Feng Qinglang was not his mentor and had no intention of reprimanding him. He just told him calmly: "My temper is not very good. If you always don't answer my questions, then..."

The boss felt that if he pretended to be dead again, he might really die, so he quickly answered: "It is indeed the signal sent to me. We are from the Thunder Mercenary Group. Originally, we came to steal the soul stone of the Lanling royal family this time.

As a result, I met...My lord, you..." He thought for a while and decided to call you "Sir", which might increase his chance of survival.

He continued: "We are obsessed with money, so we immediately notified the superior Thunder Mercenary Group, and also notified the nearby alliance mercenary organizations. The signal just now was my brother telling me that the notification has been completed, and he is on standby nearby.

"

"Then I really can't believe that there is such a peerless power among your Thunder Mercenary Group or your allies..." Feng Qinglang raised his eyes and looked out the window, only to see thick clouds covering the sky and the sun.

It seemed like a dragon was rolling in it, and the momentum was astonishing.

The most frightening thing is that this large group of thick clouds only covers the sky above the Imperial City. The sky outside the Imperial City is still blue.

The boss was speechless. After all, he was a somewhat knowledgeable person. He could completely change the vitality of heaven and earth in an area and create such a huge momentum. I am afraid that only the pinnacle of the Firmament Realm, or even the peerless power above the Firmament Realm, could achieve this.

Such strength.

When a bolt of lightning strikes, the devil will naturally slap his butt and run away, but he will most likely be unable to dodge and turn into a pile of charcoal...

As he thought about it, his body couldn't help but tremble slightly, but he didn't dare not answer the devil's question: "Sir, neither our organization nor our allies have such top power."

Feng Qinglang nodded without surprise, poured wine again and touched the boss, saying: "Well, they are about to take action... Before that, I want to ask you, have you heard of the Flower of the Dead and the Bell of Death?

"

Old Tianzi has heard that these are the favorite alchemy materials of magicians, and they are extremely expensive. He remembered the devil's warning and quickly replied: "I have heard that the northern kingdoms have related high-level materials."

Feng Qinglang drained the wine in the glass and murmured: "Yes, everyone said that there is a Northern Kingdom. It seems that I have to go there..."

Before he finished speaking, a bolt of lightning struck down without any warning. After a flash of white light, the location where Feng Qinglang was was pierced into nothingness.

The boss looked sideways in shock and saw a hole half a meter wide, bottomless, and smoke with a slightly burnt smell curling up. If the lightning deviated a little more, or the radius was as large as this

Little by little, I must have become a part of the endless darkness in my eyes. Well, the devil just died like that?

To his disappointment, Feng Qinglang was still standing at the edge of the cave entrance without any panic. He slowly put a few silver coins on the table and shouted: "Man, check out!"

Another white light flashed, and Feng Qinglang's image still seemed to remain in the air, but the person had already shot a hundred meters away, and the boss felt a chill coming from behind. Before he could react, several figures had already left behind him.

It shot past Feng Qinglang at high speed, chasing Feng Qinglang directly.

The huge black clouds in the sky also slowly moved, and the lightning bolts that seemed to have eyes struck down one after another, causing screams in the streets and the Lanling Imperial City falling into panic.

Fortunately, the dark clouds seemed to be moving slowly, but in the blink of an eye, they had moved out of the city. Feeling the sunshine shining on his face again, the boss almost raised his arms and shouted, I am alive, I am actually alive, this is a period in the future.

Time is the best conversation topic in the pub, and it is also the best memory to lie on the rocking chair when you are old.

But before his feverish joy could evaporate, several black figures surrounded him.

"There are survivors!"

"Record now!"

"What's your name? Occupation?" One of the men in black looked directly into the boss's eyes and asked in a deep voice that left no room for doubt.

"..." The boss suddenly discovered that he had just escaped from the tiger's mouth, and seemed to have fallen into another tiger's mouth.

He answered every question honestly, and also winked wildly at the other two people nearby, hinting that they must not be impulsive. This group of people did not belong to their association, nor were they their allies, and they could make such a big splash.

Those who are going to hunt down demons are most likely the behemoth forces such as the Di Dynasty and the Dragon Alliance. It is definitely easier to crush them to death than to crush an ant.

"What? The Soul Calming Stone... He also asked about the Flower of the Dead and the Bell of Death?"

"It seems...this is a prop needed for the undead ritual..."

"Does the rebel want to perform a necromancy ritual?"

"Is he crazy? He wants to go that way!"

"Don't underestimate the courage of a rebel. In order to gain strength, he will do anything!"

"Especially all signs indicate that he is seriously injured! By performing the undead ritual, he can be reborn!"

"He must never be allowed to become the second East Emperor, and the natural disaster of the undead must never reappear in the human world!"

"Wait a minute, could it be that he left clues like this on purpose to confuse us?"

"It is possible... but we must be more careful. He has the intention to become an undead demon. The rebel has this qualification. Once the undead ritual is successful, he will become a high-level undead demon."

"Then shall our main force move north?"

"After all, it has just been initially locked, so he may be in the daily zone."

"Inform the Dragon Clan that the demon may escape to the north."
Chapter completed!